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January, 2006

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Woman, Behold Your Son
By THE MASTERS HEART A group of friends who wrote for the love of God
Note: Please see the letter from Paul and note God's special timing.

One night, before she brought her day to its close, a woman knelt in prayer to God. She said.. "Father, when I was a little girl I was taught that you were all things good, loving, righteous and fair. Now I am older, I have found through the scriptures and Jesus, Your dear Son, our Lord, that you truly are a loving God, good and righteous indeed, but I can hardly believe you have been fair."

"Have you not favoured man since time began?. Were we not 'both' given Strengths to build and help where we can. You said nothing as man used 'his' to make war, the spoils to quench his greed. You only watched as we of gentler ways, he took, only to 'bare' and give succour to his needs. We had to use our craft, our own device and fight how else we can. All this just to be equal to that which You call man. And, what is fair? Is Love and War so? Where a man for 'his' exalted high, and a woman for 'hers' kept low ??"

As her voice fell silent, she waited for a rebuke from God for the manner in which she had spoken. Then God's voice she heard and God answered her saying...

"You are the moving sparkle, the lasting beauty in my eyes. You give birth to my creation with a love that mystifies. You found THE WAY to exert, from being downtrodden and hurt, by putting your Strengths into love. By this; the lowliness of my handmaiden has magnified woman in heaven, for in Me she has found trust and is of issue thereof.. Woman, Behold!"

From all the things I could have done,
I CHOSE YOU for the birth of My Beloved Son.

Reality and Humility
By Mike Dowdy
Submitted by Julia Hoeppner

I just returned from New Jersey. While en route there, I was stuck in traffic on Interstate 81, just below the Virginia state line, (Bristol, Tennessee), due to a traffic accident with a fatality involved. This accident involved a tanker truck hauling a hazardous material load that developed a leak, which meant that we weren't going anywhere for several hours.

After being told by the Tennessee state troopers that we would be sitting still until the clean up was completed, I set my brakes on the truck and got out to stretch my legs. Other truck drivers did the same, and at one point there were 5 of us standing there by my truck, complaining.

Sitting right beside me in the left lane, were two elderly people in a Silverado pick up truck, which was loaded quite well. The man, (Joe), lowered his window and asked what was going on regarding the traffic situation.

Soon we were all talking with this couple. I mentioned that if I had known about this, I would have brought something to drink, (water), for I was becoming thirsty. The lady, (Anna), said that they had plenty of water, and sodas in the cooler in the bed of the truck, and offered everyone present something. While she was back there, she said that she had plenty of tuna salad made up, and asked if we would be interested in a sandwich.

After some urging from Joe, we agreed to a sandwich. While Anna was making the sandwiches on the tailgate of the truck, she was singing like a songbird. To be close to 70, (I guess), she had a remarkable voice.

When she finished making the sandwiches, and putting everything up, Joe raised the tailgate of the truck to close it. I noticed a Mississippi license plate on it. I inquired as to what part of Mississippi they were from. Joe said Biloxi. Knowing that Biloxi had been ravaged also by hurricane Katrina, I asked if they sustained any damage. Joe said that they lost everything but what they had on and what was in the pickup. All of us drivers tried unsuccessfully to pay them for their drinks and the sandwiches. They would have nothing to do with it.

Joe said that their son was living around Harrisonburg, Virginia and that they were going there. He was in the real estate business and that there was a home that became open, and that they were going to start all over there. Staring over at their age would not be easy.

I will soon be 48 years old, and I have say that I have never eaten a tuna sandwich with side orders of reality and humility. These people lost everything except the pictures, important documents, and some clothes. Joe had managed to get their antique heirloom grandfathers clock into the bed of the truck and Anna got her china and silverware, but that was all. These wonderful people lost practically everything they owned and still would not accept any money for their food and drinks. Joe said that "it was better to give than it is to receive."

They sought refuge behind a block wall that he had built years ago, and they watched their belongings and their home disappear in the winds of Hurricane Katrina. Joe said that during all this he had one hand holding onto Anna and the other holding on to God. Their truck and themselves came out of Katrina unscathed.

As I stated before, Anna was singing a song while making the sandwiches.

The song is titled "I know who holds tomorrow," an old gospel song. She knew every word, and was quite a gifted singer of it. Have you ever heard it?

The chorus of this song is, " Many things, about tomorrow, I don't seem to understand. But I know who holds tomorrow, and I know who holds my hand."

There is no doubt, in my mind, who was holding both their hands. I know there have been many, many emails that have circulated over the years about things that will touch your heart, but this one I personally was involved in.

Forget all of the politics that the news is striving on, and think about people just like Joe and Anna. If you can, help out with the victims relief funds.

If you cannot, at least offer a prayer for everyone.

Do what you wish with this email, forward it, delete it, whatever.

I know that these two elderly people got to this old boy. I will always remember them. Joe and Anna, if by some strange way you, or someone you know gets this, and shows it to you, God Bless you!
Mike Dowdy, Hartselle, Alabama

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