Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Self CPR

What are you to do if you have a heart attack while you are alone.

If you've already received this, it means people care about you …

The Johnson City Medical Center staff actually discovered this and did an in-depth study on it in our ICU the two individuals that discovered this then did an article on it, had it published and have even had it incorporated into ACLS and CPR classes.

It is very true and has and does work. It is called cough CPR. A cardiologist says it's the truth ... for your info …If everyone who gets this sends it to 10 people, you can bet that we'll save at least one life.

Read This...
It could save your life! Let's say it's 6:15 p.m. and you're driving home (alone of course), after an usually hard day on the job. You're really tired, upset and frustrated. Suddenly you start experiencing severe pain in your chest that starts to radiate out into your arm and up into your jaw. You are only about five miles from the hospital nearest your home. Unfortunately you don't know if you'll be able to make it that far.

What can you do? You've been trained in CPR but the guy that taught the course, didn't tell you what to do if it happened to yourself.


Since many people are alone when they suffer a heart attack, this article seemed to be in order. Without help, the person whose heart is beating improperly and who begins to feel faint, has only about 10 seconds left before losing consciousness.

However, these victims can help themselves by coughing repeatedly and very vigorously. A deep breath should be taken before each cough, and the cough must be deep and prolonged, as when producing sputum from deep inside the chest. A breath and a cough must be repeated about very two seconds without let up until help arrives, or until the heart is felt to be beating normally again.

Deep breaths get oxygen into the lungs and coughing movements squeeze the heart and keep the blood circulating. The squeezing pressure on the heart also helps it regain normal rhythm. In this way, heart attack victims can get to a hospital. Tell as many other people as possible about this, it could save their lives!

From Health Cares, Rochester General Hospital via Chapter 240s newsletter "AND THE BEAT GOES ON ." (reprint from The Mended Hearts, Inc. publication, Heart Response)

BE A FRIEND AND PLEASE SEND THIS ARTICLE
TO AS MANY FRIENDS AS POSSIBLE
.
Compiled from the email of:
Bro. Salome Sendrejas
University of the Philippines-Davao City

Monday, January 29, 2007

The Positive Side of Life

Living on Earth is expensive,
but it does include a free trip
around the sun every year.

How long a minute is
depends on what side of the
bathroom door you're on.

Birthdays are good for you;
the more you have,
the longer you live.

Happiness comes through doors you
didn't even know you left open.

Ever notice that the people who are late
are often much jollier
than the people who have to wait for them?

Most of us go to our grave
with our music still inside of us.

If Wal-Mart is lowering prices every day,
how come nothing is free yet?

You may be only one person in the world,
but you may also be the world to one person.

Some mistakes are too much fun
to only make once.

Don't cry because it's over;
smile because it happened.

We could learn a lot from crayons:
some are sharp, some are pretty,
some are dull, some have weird names,
and all are different colors....but
they all exist very nicely in the same box.

A truly happy person is one who
can enjoy the scenery on a detour.

Have an awesome day, and
know that someone
who thinks you're great
has thought about you today!..

"And that person was me.".....
Please don't keep this message
to yourself.....send it to those
who mean so much to you... "NOW"..

Working for God on earth does not pay much,
but His Retirement plan is out of this world.


Compiled from the email of:

Sis Violeta Lamayo
Ontario Canada
Email: violet3858@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.coa.gov.ph

Sunday, January 28, 2007

The Colors of Friends

Friends come in many colors.

Green color Friend"
One who sees the positive
and puts hope in everything

"Blue color Friend"
Color of the sea and the sky...
Friend who brings Peace and serenity

Yellow color Friend"
Color of the Sun...
Friend who makes us laugh,
and shows us a star when we are sad.

Red color Friend”
One who reminds us of the rules in life,
but encourages us to change,
with warm loving words

Ha! the “Orange color Friend”
Enhances our spirit with new energy ,
with loving vitamins to help us grow.

The “Grey Color Friend” ?
One who teaches us silence:
to reflect and interiorize
helping to know ourselves and others better.

The “Purple color Friend”
Color of the noble ones,
will help us learn true authority
and wisdom of heart.

The “Brown color Friend”
Might help us to step down of false illusions,
and come down to Earth,
to the reality of daily simple true living.

White color Friend”
will help us discover
the wisdom hidden to be learnt
within any of our experiences.

If we gather all our Friends in
a BIG meeting, we will discover
a rainbow of Love !

Thank you for being such a colorful friends!


Compiled from the email of:


Bro. Josue S. Falla, Ph.D
Director II, Bureau of Postharvest Research and Extension (BPRE), & Chief, Philippine-Sino Center for Agricultural Technology (PhilSCAT) Department of Agriculture
Email: joesfalla@yahoo.com
Website: www.bpre.gov.ph

Drinking cold water after each meal ...

It's always good to know these things.....

This is a very good article.

Not only about the warm water after your meal, but about ladies and their heart attacks.

A friend sent this to me. She asked that I share with both my male/female friends.

Veryinteresting...this makes sense.... the Chinese and Japanese drink hot tea with their meals...not cold water... maybe it is time we adopt theirdrinking habit while eating!!!

Nothing to lose, everything to gain... for those who like to drink cold water, this article is applicable to you.

It is nice to have a cup of cold drink after a meal. However,the cold water will solidify the oily stuff that you have just consumed.

It will slow down the digestion. Once this "sludge" reactswith the acid, it will break down and be absorbed by the intestinefaster than the solid food. It will line the intestine. Very soon, this will turn into fats and lead to cancer.

It is best to drink hot soup or warm water after a meal. A serious note about heart attacks: Women should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting. Be aware of intense pain in the jaw line.

You may never have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack.

Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms.

60% of people who have a heart attack while they are asleep do not wake up.

Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive...

A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this mail sends it to 10 people, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life.

Read this... It could save your life!!

**Please be a true friend and send this article to all your friends you care about**


Compiled from the email of:


Bro. Narzal Noel
Vienna Austria
Email: narzal58@yahoo.com
Website:http://www.viennaaustria.co.uk/

Saturday, January 27, 2007

The Greatest Advice

By Rick Warren, the Purpose Driven Life

Don't date because you are desperate.
Don't marry because you are miserable.
Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.

Don't associate with people you can't trust.
Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.
Don't dictate because you are smarter.
Don't demand because you are stronger.

Don't sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.
Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder.Don't sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.Don't stagnate!
Don't regress.Don't live in the past. Time can't bring anything or anyone back.
Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr./Ms. Right.
Don't throw your life away on absolutely Mr./Ms. Wrong because yourbiological clock is ticking.

Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.
Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life's more hasty decisions.

To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.

To make yourself happy, pursue your passions & be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, and dangerous liaisons.
Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty.

Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself. Don't commit when you are not ready.
Don't keep others waiting needlessly.

Go on that trip. Don't postpone it. Say those words.
Don't let the moment pass.
Do what you have to, even at society's scorn.

Write poetry.
Love Deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Take care of yourself. Don't wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except YOU.

It isn't true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.
Don't be afraid. Don't lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.

Live your dreams.
Don't lose faith in God.
Don't grow old. Just grow YOU!''

When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your lifethat you'll never get back.

Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give tosomeone is your time.
Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do orprovide for others, but how much we give of ourselves.

God is good all the time!


Compiled from the email of:

Bro. Rudy Galang
University of the Philippines -Los Banos
Email: rudygalang@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.uplb.edu.ph/

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Dedicated to my friends



What would you do if every time you fell in love with someone you had to say good-bye?

What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there?

What would you do if for every moment you were truly happy there would be 10 moments of sadness?

What would you do if your best friend die tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt?

What would you do if you loved someone more than anything else and you could never have them?

Some people live and some people die. But I want to tell you I love you and you are a
true friend...

That I will always be here for you when and if you need me...

If I die tomorrow, you would be in my heart forever.

Would I be in yours?

If you care about the person who sent this to you then you will send it back.

Please send this to all your friends...

You might be best friends one year, pretty good friends the next year, don't talk that often the next year, and don't want to talk at all the year after that.

So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life.

I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you. Send this to all your friends, no matter how often you talk, or how close you are, and send it to the person who sent it to you.

Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will.

Remember, everyone needs a friend, someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all, just remember this e-mail and take comfort in knowing somebody out there cares about you and always will.

Compiled from the email of:



Bro. Gideon Ramirez
Chicago, U.S.A.
Email: gids927@sbcglobal.net

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

I want to be like God

The following story comes from Charles Swindoll's book, "Esther" and is credited to Dr. Robert R. Koop:

When Walter started working for the biggest corporation in the world, the Personnel Director said he would have to start at the bottom and work his way up. So Walter found himself in the basement of the corporation' s headquarters building in the mailroom. Walter liked his job, but often daydreamed about what it would be like to be a Junior Executive, Vice-President, President, or even Chairman of the Board.



One day, as Walter was busy collecting the mail, he heard footsteps in the corner and noticed a small cockroach creeping around. Just as he was about to step on it, he heard a small voice scream: "Don't kill me! Please, don't kill me! I'm Milton the cockroach. And if you spare my life, I promise to grant all of your wishes." That sounded like a pretty good deal to Walter. So he spared Milton the cockroach's life.

Walter's first wish was to get out of the mailroom and be a Junior Executive. Milton granted that wish. Next Walter wanted to become one of the Vice-Presidents of the Corporation. That wish was granted too. As a matter of fact, Milton the cockroach kept granting every one of Walter's wishes until Walter was finally elevated to be Chairman of the Board, on the top floor of the headquarters building, of the largest corporation in the world.

Now everybody looked up to Walter and he was very happy. Every so often, Milton the cockroach could hear Walter saying to himself: "I am Walter. Everybody respects me. Everybody knows I'm in control. I'm at the top. No one is bigger or better or more important than me."

One day as Walter was sitting behind his desk and daydreaming about how important he had become, he heard footsteps on top of the roof. When the sound of the footsteps suddenly stopped, Walter decided to investigate. What he found was a little boy who was on his knees praying.

He asked the boy, "Are you praying to Walter?" -- after all, he was the Chairman of the Board of the largest corporation in the world. "Of course not," said the little boy with a smile of innocence. "I'm praying to God!" Walter responded, "Why are you praying to God? I'm the chairman of the board of the largest corporation in the world. What can God do for you that I cannot do for you?" The little boy replied, "God made me and God saved me."

Walter was quite disturbed by this turn of events, so he sent for Milton the cockroach as soon as he got back to his office. "I want to be like God," Walter told Milton. So Milton the cockroach granted Walter's wish and Walter went back to the mailroom in the basement.

One of the most amazing truths in all the Bible is that the great God of this universe would choose to lower himself to the point where he would come to this world, to live a life of poverty and suffer the abuse and scorn that He did.

"Think of yourselves the way Christ Jesus thought of himself. He had equal status with God but didn't think so much of himself that he had to cling to the advantages of that status no matter what. Not at all. When the time came, he set aside the privileges of deity and took on the status of a slave, became human! Having become human, he stayed human. It was an incredibly humbling process. He didn't claim special privileges. Instead, he lived a selfless, obedient life and then died a selfless, obedient death - and the worst kind of death at that: a crucifixion.



" (Philippians 2:5-8, The Message)

Hope it strikes our Heart!


Compiled from the email of:
Sis Donna Petalver-Ureta
Marikina City
Email: donna_ureta@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.marikina.gov.ph/home.do

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Ten Commandments for the Environment



Dear brothers and sisters who love to live a healthy environment;

The Catholic social teaching for the environment can be translated into "a short ethical set of ten commandments." And below are the following:

Ten Commandments for Environment

1. All human beings have a right to an environment adequate to their health and well--being.

2. The environment is a common concern of all humanity and, primordially, a kind of 'commons.' John Paul II, who said,"There is a social mortgage on private property."

3. All humans have common but differentiated responsibilities to sustain the environment."

4. Humans have a duty not to cause environmental harm.

5. The environment must be seen as an integral part of all schemes of economic development.

6. All peoples "have a right to economic development." Equality is the only way to allocate rights to consume and pollute.

7. An ecological ethic would subscribe to the principle that the polluter must pay. Otherwise, distributive justice is violated if the polluter can be a free-rider.

8. When we have serious and imminent threats to the environment, we do not need to wait -- nor should we -- until there is full scientific certainty.

9. Environmental ethics will stress forms of deliberative democracy or consultation. The recent Catholic Social teaching has included strong statements about justice as participation, therefore, "the many stakeholders who will be affected by decisions should have an active voice and input about them."

10. An environmental ethic will show a care for future generations.

...and God said,"it was good."


Compiled from the email of:

Rev. Fr. Raul Escarpe ΓΕ



St. Martin of Tours Parish Priest
Terrace Bay, Ontario
Email: raulescarpe@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.saveourparish.com/

Sunday, January 21, 2007

The Archons!

The head of a Gamma Epsilon Chapter is the Grand Archon. The second highest officer is the Vice Grand Archon. In that sense, the other officers and all members are Archons.

As such, we are in good company...

Archons, [är'konz] Gr.,=leaders

In ancient Athens and other Greek cities, officers of state. Originally in Athens there were three archons: the archon eponymos (so called because the year was named after him), who was the chief officer of the state; the archon basileus, who was primarily connected with sacred rites; and the archon polemarchos (the polemarch, or military commander), who : theoretically, at least : had military leadership. Six more archons, the thesmothetae (thesmothetes), were later added; they were junior officers, generally in charge of the courts. (source: 1Up Info Encyclopedia)

At present, an Archon is an honoree by His All Holiness, the Ecumenical Patriarch, for his outstanding service to the Church, and a well-known distinguished, and well-respected leader of the Greek Orthodox Community (at large).

It is by the grace of God that the Archon has been able to offer his good works and deeds of faith. Further, it is the sworn oath of the Archon to defend and promote the Greek Orthodox faith and tradition. His special concern and interest is to serve as a bulwark to protect and promote the Holy Patriarchate and its mission. He is also concerned with the human race's inalienable rights wherever and whenever they are violated - and the well-being and general welfare of the Church.

This honor, extended by the Church, carries with it great responsibilities, deep commitments, and sincere dedication.

Consequently, it is of utmost importance that this honor of obligation be bestowed upon individuals of proven Orthodox Christian character, who conform faithfully to the teachings of Christ, and the doctrines, canons, worship, discipline, and encyclicals of the Church.

Furthermore, the honoree should have demonstrated to a greater than average degree his commitment toward the stewardship of time, talent, and treasure, for the betterment of the Church; Parish-Diocese; Archdiocese; and the community as a whole, and must truly be deserving of the proclamation.

(NB: The aforementioned is very much similar to the GE/GLE Heirarchy)


Compiled from the Email of:
Bro. Leonard Kirk Galanza
Office of the President
Email Address:mailto:lkirkgalanza@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.op.gov.ph

Saturday, January 20, 2007

When You Divorce Me...

When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.

This was the scene ten years ago.


The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.

Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.

Dew came into my life.

It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.

Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we were just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.

Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.

I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.

However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.

Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.

One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.

When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.

Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.

When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.

Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.

She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month s time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.

She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning.

I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage romantically.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.

On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vague.

On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.

I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.

Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.

On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.

I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy.

I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.

She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.

When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.

Very touching, right? If you think it's touching, please forward it to your friends and me too, if you think it's not touching at all, just ignore this email.

Compiled from the email of:

Bro. Napoleon Albarillo
Email: nralbarillo@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.gammaepsilon.com

Friday, January 19, 2007

Grand Echelon: Bits and Pieces

1.FINAL CALL. As per NatCon agreement, the deadline for comments and changes in the draft GE/GLE Constitution and By-Laws (CBL) as attached in the File menu of TGE, is January 20, 2007. After that, the interim national council shall adopt the draft for eventual ratification in the zonal Summer Camps (April-May). And if there will be no changes in the draft by January 20, then the CBL Committee has done their assignment. Haaay (sigh of relief).

2. ACKNOWLEDGEMENT. Thanks to all who responded to the appeal for Epsilonian Baby Rain of Bicol. According to baby’s dad Bro. Oliver Mesoga, Rain will be discharged from the hospital soon. Remember, the baby spent his first Christmas and New Year in the hospital with your support as his best Christmas gift ever. Pwede raw ba ninong at ninang daw lahat na Epsilonians?

3. It’s Election season! At least 2 brods will run for Congressman post, and 2 or 3 in Isabela as municipal councilors. Both shall be elected by their respective constituents. As there is no GE chapter in Abra, no way that a brod or sis can translate his support to Brod Syd into a vote. As to Brod Malite of Quezon province 4th district, our chapter in PUP – Lopez campus will certainly be a boost to his candidacy. Similarly, our chapters in Isabela would be a boost to our brods running in the municipalities in that province. Good luck, brethren!

4. GE as a Partylist? Not so remote possibility. But what sector shall GE represent-environment (for Green Earth), a cut above the rest (for Grand Echelon)…what have you? Remember, whatever mind conceived can be achieved.

5. May be (just maybe) NatCon is still the best thing that ever happened to GE. It’s domino-effect is far-reaching leading to the establishment of various regional/sub-regional aggrupations. The new ones include Bicol council, Capiz, Mindanao, and under brewing is GE-ARMM. Thanks to the steering efforts of the interim national council led by Brod Red.

6. GENAMEX may be far yet so near. This group of GE is ever ready to lend their helping hands, the true Epsilonian way. Like Jesus, ask GENAMEX and it shall be given unto you. Halleluai!

Happy weekends, brethren.


Bro. Josue S. Falla, Ph.D
Director II, Bureau of Postharvest Research and Extension (BPRE), &
Concurrent Chief, Philippine-Sino Center for Agricultural Technology (PhilSCAT)
Department of Agriculture
CLSU, Munoz Science City 3120
Nueva Ecija, Philippines
Email: joesfalla@yahoo.com

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Mathematical Viewpoint



What Equals 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been in situations where someone wants you to give over 100%. How about achieving 101%?

What equals 100% in life?

Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these

Questions:

If:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.

Then:

H-A-R-D-W-O- R- K
8+1+18+4+23+ 15+18+11 = 98%

and

K-N-O-W-L-E- D-G-E
11+14+15+23+ 12+5+4+7+ 5 = 96%

But,

A-T-T-I-T-U- D-E
1+20+20+9+20+ 21+4+5 = 100%

AND, look how far the love of God will take you

L-O-V-E-O-F-G-O-D

12+15+22+5+15+ 6+7+15+4 = 101%

Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that: While Hard work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, it's the Love of God that will put you over the top!

The time to be happy is now.
The place to be happy is here.
The way to be happy is to make others happy.


Compiled from the email of:
Bro. Adrian Aguilar
Email: tapunyets@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.gammaepsilon.com

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Smart Canadians!



A Canadian is having his breakfast (coffee, croissants, bread, butter and jam) when an American man, chewing gum, sits down next to him.

The Canadian ignores the American who, nevertheless, starts a conversation.

American: "You Canadian folk eat the whole bread?"

Canadian (in a bad mood): "Of course."

American: (after blowing a huge bubble)"We don't. In America, we only eat what's inside. The crusts we collect in a container, recycle it, transform them into croissants and sell them to Canada." The American has a smirk on his face.

The Canadian listens in silence.

The American persists: "Do you eat jelly with the bread??"

Canadian: "Of Course."

American: (cracking his gum between his teeth and chuckling). "We don't. In America we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all the peels, seeds,and left overs in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam and sell the jam to Canada."

The Canadian then asks: "Do you have SEX in America?"

American: "Why of course we do", the American says with a big smirk.

Canadian: "And what do you do with the condoms once you've used them?"

American: "We throw them away, of course."

Canadian: "We don't. In Canada, we put them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing gum and sell them to America."


Send this to all of your Canadian friends and have a good laugh! GO CaNaDa!!


Compiled from the email of:
Bro. Manuel Cayon
Business Mirror
Email: awi_14@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.businessmirror.com.ph

Sunday, January 14, 2007

NYC subway savior showered with gifts


A man's daring rescue of a teen who fell on the subway tracks earned him the unique title "the hero of Harlem" on Thursday, plus $10,000 from Donald Trump and a trip to Disney World.

Mayor Michael Bloomberg bestowed the title upon Wesley Autrey as he presented him with the city's highest award for civic achievement, calling the 50-year-old construction worker "a great man — a man who makes us all proud to be New Yorkers."

Past recipients of the Bronze Medallion have included Gen. Douglas MacArthur, Martin Luther King Jr., Muhammad Ali and Willie Mays. The last honoree was Housing Authority employee Felix Vasquez, who caught a baby thrown from a burning building in 2005.

On Tuesday, Autrey saw Cameron Hollopeter, a 19-year-old film student, suffering a seizure while waiting for a train. After stumbling down the platform, Hollopeter, of Littleton, Mass., fell onto the tracks with a train on its way into the station.

Autrey, traveling with his two young daughters, said something needed to be done and he thought: "I'm the only one to do it."

He jumped down to the tracks, a few feet below platform level, and rolled with the young man into a drainage trough between the rails as the southbound No. 1 train came into the 137th Street/City College station.

Some train cars passed over Autrey and Hollopeter with only a couple of inches to spare, but neither man suffered any harm from the incident. Hollopeter, hospitalized for his medical condition, was in stable condition Thursday.

Metropolitan Transportation Authority Executive Director Elliot Sander called Autrey's action "a death-defying act of bravery. We truly have not seen anything like this. ... He was at the right place at the right time and did the right thing."

After the City Hall ceremony, a limousine whisked Autrey — who also received a year's worth of free subway rides — to a meeting with Trump, who presented him with $10,000.

He also has received $2,500 from the New York Film Academy to start a scholarship fund for his children, and tickets and a backstage tour to the Broadway musical "The Lion King."

Autrey, who did the morning news show circuit on Thursday and taped a David Letterman appearance later in the day, will be flown to Los Angeles for an appearance next week on Ellen DeGeneres' show.

As for his new celebrity, he concluded, "good things happen when you do good."


Compiled from the email of:

Bro Rudy Galang
University of the Philippines- Los Banos
Email: rudygalang@yahoo.com
Website: www.uplb.edu.ph

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Have fun reading...

Religious Mother

Four Catholic ladies were having coffee.

The first Catholic woman tells her friends "My son is a priest. When he walks into a room, everyone calls him "Father."

The second Catholic woman chirps, "My son is a bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people call him, "Your Grace." The third Catholic mother says, "My son is a cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, "Your Eminence."

Since the fourth Catholic woman sips her coffee in silence, the first three women give her this subtle, "Well?"

So she replies, "My son is a gorgeous, 6' 2", hard-bodied dancer. When he walks into a room, people say, "Oh my God!"



You Get What You Pray For

This lady approaches a priest and tells him, "Father, I have a problem. I have these two talking female parrots, but they only know how to say one thing." "They only know how to say, 'Hi, we're prostitutes. Do you want to have some fun?'"

"That's terrible!" the priest exclaimed, "but I have a solution to your problem. Bring your two talking female parrots over to my house and I will put them with my two male talking parrots who I taught to pray and read the bible. My parrots will teach your parrots to stop saying that terrible phrase and your female parrots will learn to praise and worship the Lord."

"Thank you!" the woman responded.

So the next day, the lady brings her female parrots to the priest's house. The priest's two male parrots are holding rosary beads and praying in their cage.

The lady puts her female parrots in with the male parrots and the female parrots say, "Hi, we are prostitutes. Do you want to have some fun?"

One male parrot looks over at the other male parrot and exclaims, "Put the beads away. Our prayers have been answered!"



Good Sermon

A man finally goes with his wife to church, after promising her for weeks that he'd go. Surprisingly, the man was so impressed with the preacher's sermon he stopped on the way out to shake his hand.

"Preacher, I'll tell you, that was a DAMN fine sermon."

The preacher says, "Why thank you sir, but we don't used profanity in the house of the Lord."

The man says, "But preacher, seriously, I'm not a religious man, but that was the best DAMNED sermon I ever heard."

The preacher says again, "Sir, while I appreciate what you're trying to say, I must be blunt: DO NOT use curse words in the Lord's house again."

The man says, "Well, anyway, I was so impressed with your sermon that I placed $5000 dollars in the collection plate".

"No Shit?" says the Preacher.



A Dark Confession

A woman takes a lover home during the day, while her husband is at work. Unbeknownst to her, her 9 year old son was hiding in the closet.

Her husband comes home unexpectedly, so she puts the lover in the closet with the little boy.

The little boy says, "Dark in here."
The man says, "Yes it is."
Boy- "I have a baseball."
Man- "That's nice."
Boy- "Want to buy it?"
Man- "No, thanks."
Boy- "My dad's outside."
Man- "OK, how much?"
Boy- "$250."

In the next few weeks, it happens again that the boy and the mom's lover are in the closet together.

Boy- "Dark in here."
Man- "Yes, it is."
Boy- "I have a baseball glove."
The lover, remembering the last time, asks the boy, "How much?"
Boy- "$750."
Man- "Fine."

A few days later, the father says to the boy, "Grab your glove. Let's go outside and toss the baseball back and forth."

The boy says, "I can't. I sold them."
The father asks, "How much did you sell them for?"

The son says "$1,000."

The father says, "That's terrible to overcharge your friends like that.

That is way more than those two things cost. I'm going to take you to church and make you confess."

They go to church and the father makes the little boy sit in the confession booth and he closes the door.

The boy says, "Dark in here."
The priest says, "Don't start that sh*t again."



Compiled from the email of:
Bro. Roberto Rosales
Philippine Coconut Authority
Email: rosales_roberto@eudoramail.com
Website: http://pca.da.gov.ph

You say that...

YOU say that our government is inefficient.

YOU say that our laws are too old.

YOU say that the our local government does not pick up the garbage and does not manage well the cleanliness of the land

YOU say that the phones don't work, the traffic are a joke, mails never reach their destination.

YOU say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits.

YOU say, say and say.

What do YOU do about it?

Take a person on his way to Singapore. Give him a name - YOURS.

Give him a face - YOURS.

YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best.

In Singapore

YOU don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores.

YOU are as proud of their Underground Links as they are.

YOU pay $5 (approx. Pesos 60) to drive through Orchard Road (Equiv. to EDSA ) between 5 PM and 8 PM.

YOU comeback to the parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or a shopping mall irrespective of your status/identity.

In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU?

YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai.

YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah.

YOU would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange in London at 10 pounds (Pesos 650) a month to, "see to it that my STD and ISD calls are billed to someone else."

YOU would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 kmph) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop, "Alam mo kung sino ako ? (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son. Take your two bucks and get lost."

Why don't YOU spit and throw your cigarette butts on the streets of Tokyo?

Why don't YOU buy fake certificates in Boston like you do in Recto?

We are still talking of the same YOU.

YOU who can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own.

YOU who will throw papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Philippine ground.

If YOU can be an involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country why cannot you be the same in the Philippines.

Once in an interview, the famous Subic administrator, Gordon had a point to make. "Rich people's dogs are walked on the streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place," he said. "And then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. What do they expect the officers to do!? Go down with a broom everytime the dog feels the pressure in his
bowels? In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the job. Same in Japan.

Will the Filipino citizen do that here?"

He's right.

We go to the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility. We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do everything for us whilst our contribution is totally negative.

We expect the government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all over the place nor are we going to stoop to pick up a stray piece of paper and throw it in the bin.

When it comes to burning social issues like those related to extra marital relationship, unwed mothers, pre-marital sex and others, we make loud drawing room protestations and continue to do the reverse at home.

The moment we feel lonely outside the Philippines we seek pleasure to others, commonly to fellow Filipinos WITHOUT minding the commitment we made back home to our true family. Then we blame the government for juvenile VIOLENCE, drug addiction, etc. but we started it ourselves by neglecting the need of our sons and daugthers of real
paternal guidance and responsibility.

Our excuse? "It's the whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forego my sons' rights to a dowry." So who's going to change the system?

What does a system consist of? Very conveniently for us it consists of our neighbors, other households, other cities, other communities and the government.

But definitely not me and YOU.

When it comes to us actually making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far away and wait for a Mr. Clean to come along & work miracles for us with a majestic sweep of his hand. Or we leave the Country and run away. Like lazy
cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their glory and praise their system.

When New York becomes insecure we run to Japan or HONGKONG. When HongKong experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out to the Middle East. When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued and brought home by the Philippine government.

Everybody is out to abuse and rape the country.Nobody thinks of feeding the system. Our conscience is mortgaged to money.

Dear fellow Filipinos, the article is highly thought-inductive, calls for a Great deal of introspection and pricks one's conscience too.... I am echoing J.F.Kennedy's words to his fellow Americans to relate to us Filipinos..

"ASK WHAT WE CAN DO FOR OUR COUNTRY PHILIPPINES AND DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE TO MAKE PHILIPPINES WHAT AMERICA AND OTHER WESTERN COUNTRIES ARE TODAY"

Lets do what Philippine needs from us. Forward this email to each Filipino.

Compiled from the email of:
Bro. Carlito Flores
Earth Island Institute
Email: carl2flores@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.earthisland.org

Thursday, January 11, 2007

The National Chairman’s Report (4th Quarter 2006)

After 43 years, this is the only time that all the chapters are moving as one. One in organizing and consolidating the regional councils, One in reviewing the issues that involve our By laws, our tradition, One in our effort to document our membership, and one in our vision to be the alternative brotherhood/sisterhood of the new millennium.

October 20 and 21 marked the beginning of the nationwide consolidation of the Gamma Epsilon Fraternity and Sorority. The national conference, which was held in Quezon City, paved way in opening the potentials of our organization and the opportunity of connecting members nationwide. The possibility that our organization is a potent force in the future development of our country, and the prospect that our members will become leaders in their respective communities.

And this will happen only if we take the steps in following our vision.

There was only several work to do in accomplishing the Phase One of our NatCon plans:
1. The review of our By Laws.
2. Regional Consolidation
3. The Luzon, Visayas, and Mindanao Summer Camp.
4. National ID.

So, Where have we gone?

The first to come to organize the regional meeting was the Central-North Luzon Council headed by Bro Polet. The meeting was held in Santiago City, Isabela. Activity matrix was set to finalize the schedule. Regional concerns were also discussed as well as the political plan of individual members. Simultaneous to the said Regional Meeting was the NatCon re echo and discussion in Bicol, Camarines Sur and Lopez Quezon conducted by Bro Josh Falla..

Second to rally for the Regional Meeting was the Southern Mindanao Council. This was held in Koronadal City last Nov 18, 2006. This also gave way in consolidating the chapters in GenSan, Cotabato, Koronadal, and other areas in Southern Mindanao.

Then followed by Central Mindanao Council last December 9 in Iligan City. The by laws were then reviewed and Mindanao Summer Camp was set. The said Regional Council meeting was attended by National Vice Chairman Idel Reyes of Omega Rho. The council meeting was facilitated by Bro RM of Rho Theta (MSU-IIT). The Panay island Council also had its meeting last December 16, 2006. 3 campuses participated in the meeting and officers were elected to facilitate the review of the by-laws and accomplish the National ID. The meeting was facilitated by Bro Fusion.

The NCR held it’s meeting last December 12, 2006 in Quezon City. Central Visayas also held its meeting last December along with their Christmas party.

To sum it up, all those organized councils were able to discuss initially the plans and programs as directed in the National Conference. The delegates of the NatCon were able to deliver the issues that was discuss in the NatCon in their respective regions/council. The chapters then were able to see the general direction that they have to work for in the year 2007. Also, alumni from different regions went out again to throw their support and commitment as they renewed their vows for the cause of our brotherhood/sisterhood.

To all the brothers and sisters who made the NatCon happened specially the GENAMEX and Canada; this is the start of a much bigger responsibility and the commencement of paradigm shift of Gamma Epsilon and Gamma Lambda Epsilon.


Red S. Cruz
GE National Chairman
Interim National Council
Email: icemanrsc@yahoo.com
Gamma Epsilon Fraternity/Gamma Lambda Epsilon Sorority

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

George Carlin's Views On Aging

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number ... or even a few ahead. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16!

And then the greatest day of your life you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . . . you become 21. Yessss!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk. He turned; we had to throw him out.

There's no fun now. You're just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed? You become 21, you turn 30, then you're pushing 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes ... It's all slipping away. Before you know it, you reach 50, and your dreams are gone. But wait!!! You make it to 60. You didn't think you would!

So you become 21, turn 30, push 40, reach 50 and make it to 60. You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime.

And it doesn't end there into the 90s, you start going backwards. "I was just 92." Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!" May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

HOW TO STAY YOUNG
1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay "them!"
2.Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.
4. Enjoy the simple things.
5. Laugh often ... long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.
7. Surround yourself with what you love. whether it's ... family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever Brandy & PokerGunter. Your home is your refuge.
8. Cherish your health. If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall ... even to the next county. To a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is.
10. Tell the people you love that you love them. At every opportunity.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.


Compiled from the email of:



Bro. Benjie Greer
Ozamiz City
Email Address: benj_greer@yahoo.com
Website: http://ozamizcity.com/OzamisNow.htm

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Brotherly love under the dictatorship

"We are all full of weakness and errors; let us mutually pardon each other our follies -- it is the first law of nature."
-- Voltaire

Going through an actual political upheaval is a unique experience, though sometimes bloody. The difficulties of democracies going through transitions, especially from an autocratic or despotic rule on the way to a new democratic government, may sometimes take years. But I didn’t expect that such a phase would drag on for several years in the case of our Motherland, the Philippines. There is democracy in the Philippines alright since we have been electing presidents every six years (or supposedly after completing their term as president under the Constitution), but the political machineries set in place by two decades of Marcos rule are still being run, where grease money is used with hopes of an easy ride in running for public office.

The Philippines maybe is a basket case (full of bananas) in that the vestiges of dictatorship are all still too present, particularly among the past participants and their cohorts, some of whom remain moneyed and powerful. These people are just waiting for the right opportunity or the right public officials to peddle their corrupt ways, which by the way, is still rampant in almost all graft-ridden agencies of the government – from the Palace to the legislative and judicial branches, all the way to the provincial, municipal and, believe it or not, barangay levels where the barangay captain and tanod positions are being held by a “chosen few” to capture the budget, while also exploiting what could be nationally-owned lands and resources to fatten their wallets in cahoots with local officials and contractors.

But what I didn’t know and just found out is that the 20 years of martial rule would also divide what was supposed to be my family outside of my blood family. I’m talking about my fraternity, which I joined during the my high school days, when martial law was just four years old. Little did I know that as solid as I thought it was during those days, growing up under the dictatorship would bring about different political beliefs in many of us, thus, affecting some of our views later on in life. Just like many other organizations, perhaps, some of our brothers may had connections with the Marcoses and probably earned businesses through these, while some fought hard fighting it on the streets of Mendiola during the Second Quarter Storm. I, for one, had become an inactive member because we were busy trying to topple it down, together with anti-Marcos forces of newly-established organizations that replaced what used to be fledgling fraternities in schools,. Being politically active in the 80s paved the way for my becoming a journalist that was kept busy by the numerous political events that prevented me from even saying hello to some of my fraternity brothers then.

While others sought protection elsewhere after the fall of the Marcoses, the “liberators”, hardened by the struggle with some now occupying government posts, continue to promote “democratic ideals” even in our organization that is now trying to regroup, thanks in part to an egroup which now allows anyone from any part of the globe to keep in touch. Fraternities in the Philippines have since become unpopular and faced many roadblocks as far as mustering former members and in recruiting new ones inside universities because of frat wars that have occurred before. It has been made more difficult by hazing reports that sometimes resulted even in death of neophytes in some other fraternities.

With the advent of group emails, however, we are now realizing how polarized some members have become, at least in our very own fraternity, whose members come from different regions and religions. Those who have settled abroad and are raising families who are now citizens of their adopted lands also have differing views as far as where the country is headed. I guess remitting billons of dollars every year make some feel that they should have a voice on how the country should be governed – strengthened by a law that allows for dual citizenship and absentee voting.

Dr. Martin Luther King once said, “We may have come in different ships, but we are in the same boat now.” Some members, especially those who have settled abroad, may not share other people’s beliefs. But that what makes an organization more dynamic, where diverse minds converge for a universal cause. “Toleration is the best religion,” Victor Hugo added, imploring us to always keep an open mind, telling us to live with others with different opinions. I, myself, was blinded by the early years of Marcos rule. I still clamor for social justice and total freedom from economic bondage our countrymen are still facing. I have chosen to depart the country, but our lofty goals of achieving a better nation will always remain in our hearts, either away from or while in the country. We are, by the way, still Filipinos, if not in our current ways, at least in the food we eat, our culture and language, in the way we treat our families, in paying respect for our elders, and most especially because we belong to the same fraternity. To my fraternal brothers and sisters, Long live Gamma Epsilon and Gamma Lambda Epsilon Sorority! (The Gamma Epsilon and Gamma Lambda Epsilon Sorority after 43 years will hold its first-even national conference on Oct. 21 and 22 in Diliman, Quezon City.) RFL


Compiled from the email of:
Bro. Rhony Laigo
Fontana, California
Streetnews Publishing Inc.
Email Address: streetnews@sbcglobal.net
Website: www.diaryopilipino.net

This is beautiful...

Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son?

One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."

Sally walked out of Children's mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

"Dear Mom,
I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything.

The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.

Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?

Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me.

Compiled from the email of:
Bro. Ian Baldomaro
Di-Catalyst International Corp.
Email Address: badong_1963@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.spectrumtrading.net

Sunday, January 07, 2007

7 dont's after meal

* Don't smoke- Experiment from experts proves
that smoking a cigarette after meal is
comparable to smoking 10 cigarettes
(chances of cancer is higher).

* Don't eat fruits immediately - Immediately eating
fruits after meals will cause stomach to be bloated
with air. Therefore take fruit 1-2 hr after meal
or 1hr before meal.

* Don't drink tea - Because tea leaves contain a high
content of acid. This substance will cause the
Protein content in the food we consume to be
hardened thus difficult to digest.

* Don't loosen your belt - Loosening the belt after
a meal will easily cause the intestine to be
twisted & blocked.

* Don't bathe - Bathing will cause the increase
of blood flow to the hands, legs & body thus the
amount of blood around the stomach will therefore
decrease. This will weaken the digestive system
in our stomach.
* Don't walk about - People always say that after
a meal walk a hundred steps and you will live
till 99. In actual fact this is not true. Walking
will cause the digestive system to be unable to
absorb the nutrition from the food we intake.
* Don't sleep immediately - The food we intake
will not be able to digest properly. Thus will
lead to gastric & infection in our intestine.


Compiled from the email of:
Sis Geraldine Keyda
Email Address: aine_keyda2000@yahoo.com
Website: www.gammaepsilon.com