Five Minute Friday — Goal

You know the drill. I’ll post, link at Kate’s place (fiveminutefriday.com/) and scan through the incredible work of my fellow writers. And, as I always say, you should try it as well — both writing and contributing or at least visiting the sites of this talented crew.

I’ve also been sharing other takes on the value of the exercise, taken from snippets found in Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat as an added inducement to join in. Here’s Jen’s take.

“Through FMF, I not only found a community online, but I found the courage to seek one out in real life too. And, through both, my life has changed radically for the better!”

So, let’s get into this week’s word, appropriately GOAL. The timer is set, so let’s GO …

I have just one goal — to get through this life relatively unscathed so I can get Home.

Yes, it’s pretty lofty, but it has been my main goal since my pre-teen years. Have I always been true to fulfilling that goal? Umm, not always, but as the years have ticked by I recognize that initial goal — that vow I made way back when I was about 12 — takes on more import.

For the most part, I have skated through this life relatively unscathed. I’ve been blessed with very few adversities. So it’s been easy to focus on my ultimate goal.

To get through this life, to go on this journey, I’ve had to set goals — human goals — along the way. When I was  12, my goal was to be the next Roy Campanella or Yogi Berra. A broken finger ended that aspiration pretty quickly.

While going to school my goal was to be the next electrical engineering superstar. When I couldn’t get a simple kit TV to ever work … STOP

I quickly reconsidered my goal.

When I got married, my goal was to be the best husband I could be. Over the years I think I was fairly successful in achieving that goal, although I will be the first to admit there were far to many shortcomings on my part.

When my first born came into the world, my goal was to be the best father I could possibly be — fair yet firm, lead by example, coach and teach, always support. With each of the next four children, I reaffirmed that goal. As the grandkids and great-grandkids started showing up, I renewed that vow. My role — my goal — has been to lead them in the direction for ultimate peace. History will judge whether I was successful or not.

When I started working, my goal was to learn and hone my craft, which led me and the family to five states. Each time I vowed to present life in a fair and balanced way through words and stories written. Again, history will be the ultimate judge.

In this stage of life, I look at my ultimate goal with fresh eyes, using my bully pulpit on this blog, social media and my books to show ways I have used to get through this journey called life … one soul at a time.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: The greatest treasure is not seen with the eyes but felt with the heart.

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Congratulations

Kids I watched grow up as editor and publisher of the Reveille/Between the Lakes at Waterloo,  Mynderse Academy (Seneca Falls), Romulus and South Seneca (Ovid) will be turning their tassels this weekend. Seniors I have come to know and love at Foxcroft Academy (Dover-Foxcroft) marched down the aisle last weekend. And seniors around the country experienced the same milestone. By extension, new chapters abound as students “graduate” from kindergarten to primary school, primary school to middle school, middle school to high school and even post-graduate or the workforce following a college career.

In years past, I always shared  some words for the graduates in the Reveille/Between the Lakes. I have a different platform these days — this blog — but the message is timeless and universal, so here’s to the Class of 2019.

Congratulations!

You will be hearing that word many times over the next few weeks. But remember it always. You will gain something … more than just a diploma, more than just recognition for putting up with four years of high school.

You don’t realize it yet, but the lessons you learned over the years were a lot more than just “book knowledge.” You learned discipline. You learned interpersonal skills. You matured.

No, you are not just graduating from high school. You are advancing from one chapter in your life into another. In four years – four very short years – you went from an adolescent to a young man or woman, ready, willing and able to conquer and make your mark on the world.

Just as these last four years were transitional, so, too, will be the next couple of years. Whether you continue in school or join the workforce or serve your country, change will be inevitable. Nothing ever remains the same.

We’ll offer some words of advice and encouragement on this, your big day. Dream your dreams. Follow your ambitions. Set your goals. But, above all, be true to yourself. Do the best you can … with an emphasis on the word “you.” You’ll know. You’ve always known when you gave it your all … and so did everyone else. You’ve always known when you didn’t … and so did everyone else.

Don’t try to live up to somebody else’s standards. Set your own. Don’t try to please everyone else at your own expense. Eventually you’ll regret it. Keep your faith and trust in humanity. Look for the good in people and the bright side of every calamity. All things have a purpose … you just have to look a little deeper for some.

Again, congratulations. We applaud your past achievements and we look forward to your future accomplishments. You have to believe you can be whatever you want to be. They key word there is “believe.”

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: A wish is an attitude of mind to which wings have been attached. You wish and you dream, and your whole nature focuses to bring your wishes and dreams to pass. — Norman Vincent Peale

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Midweek Mirth

One of the misconceptions about being a Christian is non-Christians think we don’t know how to have fun or have a sense of humor. Trust me, if the Big Guy can have a sense of humor when it comes to dealing with us mere mortals, so can we.

The difference for Christians is we don’t have to debase ourselves or others to generate a smile. Laughter at life or ourselves is a gift from God.

So, let’s smile a little!

Say What?

The following quotes were allegedly taken from actual medical records as dictated by physicians:

By the time he was admitted, his rapid heart had stopped and he was feeling better.

On the second day, the knee was better and on the third day it had completely disappeared.

The patient has been depressed ever since she began seeing me in 1983.

Patient was released to outpatient department without dressing.

Discharge status: Alive but without permission.

The patient refused an autopsy.

The patient has no past history of suicides.

The patient expired on the floor uneventfully.

The patient’s medical history has been remarkably insignificant with only a 40 pound weight gain in the past three days.

She slipped on the ice and apparently her legs went in separate directions in early December.

The patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch.

She is numb from the toes down.

The skin was moist and dry.

When she fainted, her eyes rolled around the room.

And now for the bonus …

The E-mail Virus

Computer professionals are warning about a new e-mail virus that seems especially to plague individuals born prior to 1955. Here are the symptoms:

Causes you to send the same e-mail twice.

Causes you to send a blank e-mail.

Causes you to send an e-mail to the wrong person.

Causes you to send it back to the person who sent it to you.

Causes you to forget to attach the attachment.

Causes you to hit “Send” before you’ve finished.

Causes you to hit “Delete” instead of “Send.”

Causes your to hit “Send” when you should “Delete.”

Experts call it the “C-Nile Virus.” And they’ve found no cure. Now, have I sent this to you before? Or did you just send it to me?

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards. — Soren Kierkegaard

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My Name Is Sam … Cover Reveal

Today’s the day!

Ready to take a peek at this summer’s reading sensation {hopefully}?

Announcing my new release and a cover reveal of My Name Is Sam … and Heaven Is Still Shining Through as it is now available for pre-order on Amazon Kindle online.  The latest effort is a novelization of my March 2018 debut release of the novella Heaven Shining Through, which has been claiming rave reviews by book reviewers and book bloggers alike.

While some of the core information from Heaven is incorporated in My Name Is Sam, the new venture expands the characters and extends the story beyond the novella. It is written in the first person, more like a memoir — a fictional memoir. I tried to incorporate that feel from the start. In fact, the introduction reads like a letter directly from Sam

I have to tell you, for the past six months or so, I have been Samantha {I know that sounds weird}. Each time I sat down to write a scene, my thought process included was what would Sam do? What would Chad do? How would her mother react?

Like the first novella, this novel isn’t always pretty … but I think it is real. Samantha (the lead) is strong willed and had a lot of dates, leading to some confrontations with her mother. She was equally strong in her resolve to remain pure. There is a scene when she and her then boyfriend make love; however, the focus is the aftermath — the remorse, the regret by both Sam and Chad.

I try to promote a dash of faith within my writing. No matter what, God loves us and forgives us. Honestly, neither the novella nor the novel were intended to be “Christian” literature, but rather reading material everyone could enjoy without an overt Christian message. I intentionally did not want to preach to the choir. They are stories of reconciliation, self-awareness and accomplishment. And they do deal with the sometimes messiness of life.

I am planning a formal book launch July 2, 6 p.m., at the Thompson Free
Library, Dover-Foxcroft, ME. It is my intent to live stream the event and hope you might join and share the fun. I hope you will take advantage of the exclusive e-book pre-order sale and order your copy today at $2.99 on Amazon Kindle!  https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07SRX1HGV/

Other presentations around Maine and possibly New Jersey, Ohio and New York are being contemplated. If anyone is interested in hosting or suggesting a venue, let me know at wisdomfromafather@gmail.comI would be willing to address your book club or group. for a visit. If you 2wanted to invite a few friends for coffee or iced tea, we could gather to just meet and greet, catch up, talk about My Name Is Sam … and Heaven Is Still Shining Through and the publishing process, maybe sign and/or sell a few books and bring you up to date with projects planned.

Exciting times!

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: We’re not guaranteed tomorrow. This is the only day we know for sure.

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Tiny Delights

This week’s inspiration comes  from Inspiration Peak.

Most of us miss out on life’s big prizes. The Pulitzer. The Nobel. Oscars. Tonys. Emmys. But we’re all eligible for life’s small pleasures: A pat on the back. A kiss behind the ear. A four-pound bass. A full moon. An empty parking space. A crackling fire. A great meal. A glorious sunset. Hot soup. Cold beer.

Don’t fret about not copping life’s grand awards. Enjoy its tiny delights. There are plenty for all of us.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Angels don’t always show you their wings.

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The Spirit of Truth

Anniversaries commemorate events of the past. Some anniversaries, like the 75th anniversary of D-Day, are solemn occasions. Other anniversaries, like the ones we observe today, are celebrations. We’re celebrating them on Pentecost Sunday, which is one of the three most sacred days in the church year. While anniversaries look back, Pentecost speaks to the future by looking back to the birth of the church and its mission in the world.

One anniversary we celebrate today is personal to me. Thirty-four years ago today I was ordained to the ministry at Temple City Christian Church. When hands were laid upon me that day, I had no idea of what the future held. I had plans for the future, but you never how things will turn out. You might even end up in Michigan of all places!

Then there’s the congregation’s anniversary, which we celebrate today. Forty years ago, on July 16, 1979, Central Woodward Christian Church began its life here in this building in this community. This was a momentous and difficult move, shepherded by its new pastor Bob Boyte. What we call today the “old church” was filled with memories of baptisms, weddings, and multiples of services and events. But the move was made, and here we stand forty years later.

We also stand 99 years from the day when Edgar DeWitt Jones answered the call to become the pastor of Central Christian Church, which in 1926 became Central Woodward Christian Church. We trace our roots back through that moment to 1841 when a gathering of families led to the establishment of a Disciples congregation in Detroit. From there, we can continue back through time until we arrive at the day when the Spirit fell on a gathering of Jesus’ followers in an upper room in Jerusalem during the feast of Pentecost.

A lot has happened over the past 178 years, the past 99 years, the past 40 years, and for me, the past 34 years. Remembering the past is important because those memories helped form us as a congregation and as individuals. While the past informs the present and the future, we’re not captive to it.

If I asked you to think back 40 years, where might you have been on June 9, 1979?

When I ask that question, I recognize not everyone gathered in this room was alive in 1979! As for me, I  was completing my junior year of college. Keeping with the theme of the anniversary, I know some of you were preparing to move into the new building with anticipation and perhaps a bit of sadness. That’s because moving forward meant letting go of what was, so you could embrace the new opportunity.

Anniversaries help us remember the past, but Pentecost, as a Christian celebration, speaks to the future. In the second chapter of the Book of Acts, the followers of Jesus had gathered in an upper room in Jerusalem. They were waiting for the Holy Spirit to come upon them, but I’m not sure they knew what to expect. What did occur, according to Acts 2, was that the Holy Spirit came upon them like a mighty wind, empowering the disciples to proclaim the good news of Jesus. The sound of this proclamation broke out as Jerusalem was filled with pilgrims who had gathered in Jerusalem for the harvest festival known in Hebrew as Shavuot and in Greek as Pentecost. With this outpouring of the Spirit, the church, as the Body of Christ, took form.

Pentecost Sunday offers us an opportunity to remember and celebrate the past. We carry with us legacies that go back decades, centuries, and millennia. All of this informs the next steps we take as a community of faith.

This movement from the past to the present and to the future can be messy. It can be filled with twists and turns. The good news is we don’t take this journey alone. Throughout time, we have the promise of the Spirit who abides with us as we make our way through life as individuals and as communities.

This confluence of anniversaries and celebrations gave me the opportunity to reflect on how we look at the future. Some people believe the future is predetermined, but I’m of the opinion the future is open. I believe God has a sense of where the future is going, but we get to participate in creating that future, and so the future remains open.

Think about what happens when you use a GPS to get to your destination. You know where you’re going, but if you zig when the GPS suggests you should zag, the GPS recalculates the directions. Every time you change directions, the GPS will recalculate the pathway. If you decide to change your plans and go somewhere else, it will calculate those directions, and on we go. So it is with our walk with God. The path to the future is constantly being recalculated as we zig rather than zag.

Accompanying us on this journey is the Holy Spirit, whom Jesus promised to provide to the disciples as He spoke to them during His final meal. He told them, even though He would be leaving them, God would send the Paraclete — the Advocate — who is the Spirit of Truth, who would be with them forever.

Our reading from John 14 ends with this promise: You know Him, because He abides with you, and He will be in you. That word “abide” is an important one. It’s a bit old-fashioned. It’s not a word I normally use, but it seems appropriate here. As we move from the past through the present and into the future, there might be continuity over time, but there will also be change as we move forward into a future that is still open. Nevertheless, we go forward in the presence and the power of the Spirit of Truth.

When Central Woodward Christian Church moved into this building on July 16, 1979, with Bob Boyte as pastor, no one could have envisioned what exists here today. As for me, I had no clue in 1979 someday, 40 years later, I would be the pastor of this congregation. I wasn’t on your radar and you weren’t on mine, but here we are — to quote Philip Clayton’s book title — having engaged in “Adventures in the Spirit.”

Down through the years we’ve been zigging and zagging, but we’ve been doing this with the Spirit always there abiding with us, empowering us to proclaim in word and deed the good news of Jesus Christ. If, as I believe, the future is open, there are lots of  “adventures in the Spirit” left for us to participate in. With that in mind, I will add in the closing sentences of Philip Clayton’s book: “Let us be avant-garde, think new thoughts, dream new dreams, and imagine a future that no one has imagined before. For this, I believe, is our particular vocation and our distinctive contribution” [Adventure in the Spirit, p. 267]. Now Clayton didn’t have our situation in mind when he wrote those words, but I think they fit. So, let us think new thoughts, dream new dreams, and imagine a future that has yet to be imagined. There will be continuity between what emerges in the future and what has transpired, but let’s not be confined by what has already happened. We might to zag instead of zig!

With that as our vocation, we can take hold of God’s lead in this adventure. The second verse of the hymn God of Our Life speaks to this promise:  “God of the past, our times are in your hand; with us abide. Lead us by faith to hope’s true promised land; be now our guide.” [Chalice Hymnal, 713].

Each week we gather at the Lord’s Table to celebrate the Eucharist. This meal calls us to remember the meal at which Jesus shared this promise to provide the Spirit of Truth. It also calls to mind other meals Jesus shared, like when he broke bread with the disciples on the road to Emmaus or when he fed 5,000 with a few loaves of bread and a couple of fish. We remember, but we don’t stay there. Instead, we move forward toward that heavenly meal, when all creation will sit down in the presence of God with joy on our hearts. We live in between these two meals, so as we gather today at the Table in our diversity, may this be a day of new beginnings. May we celebrate the possibilities that lie before us as we abide in the Spirit and as the Spirit abides in us.

Today’s reflection was preached today by Dr. Robert D. Cornwall, pastor, Central Woodward Christian Church (Disciples of Christ), Troy, MI.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Working hard for something we don’t care about is called stress. Working hard for something we love is called passion. — Simon Sinek.

 

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Praying

As we build this community prayer platform, with help from the #PrayerWarriors team, we ask the Lord to listen to our petitions with full confidence they not only are heard but acted upon by God according to His holy will. These requests are on my prayer list and I hope you consider putting them on yours as you place your petitions before the Lord Sunday.

As we approach the throne room, let’s remember to respond with faith and not fear, knowing the promises of God and His mighty hand will hold us through any situation! Sometimes, all it takes is just one prayer to change everything. Something extraordinary happens when two or more agree together in prayer

DeBorah is asking for prayer that God will lead her to proper treatment for her high blood pressure, the right medication, to help her eat the right foods, be strong to avoid salt and sugar and only eat fruits and vegetables. Her blood pressure was 174/90! She wants to remain strong and healthy so she can take care of her brother Stephen who has autism.

Rev. Kevin is facing the toughest challenge of his life, and so far he’s been facing it alone with his two dogs. He has chronic kidney disease, crippling arthritis, neuropathy, a totally pinched sciatic nerve, and his right hip is bone on bone and extremely painful. He has no one to push him in a regular wheelchair and is trying to get an electric wheelchair, so he can continue to have independence and care for his dogs. He needs an electric wheelchair, other medical needs, co-pays, living expenses, and to get the dogs their current vet care. He needs prayers.

Mia was in a serious car accident and needs your prayers.

Prayers are asked for baby Tate Lee Paul.

Nancy is recovering from a total hip replacement, but has lost both her primary and secondary job.

Wendy is tending to her husband who is doing poorly on chemo.

Gharidah  had a terrible fall from her home rooftop to ground saving her cats. Fracture, bruises and stitches. Please lift her up.

Ericka and her husband need to be lifted up. Her husband was rushed  to the emergency room and is now in the Burn Unit after his face caught fire from his oxygen.

Jane is suffering from stomach cancer.

A father has requested for us to please pray for his active duty son stationed at Ft Eustis. His wife took off with everything, including his kids. He’s depressed and struggling.

Please pray for Sean’s wife. She is suffering from a lot of anxiety and is on the verge of depression. Her family has cast her aside in the wake of an investigation into what happened to her in her childhood, and she’s really struggling with it all.

Karen has been going through a lot of health and family issues and asked for prayers and support. God knows her burden and it is very overwhelming.

Dave continues to battle brain cancer.

We heard of  a number of deaths this week, including Whitney’s ex-husband, Karin’s husband who had a massive heart attack and died, and Cassondra’s stepson who unexpectedly died at home.

And there were a host of unspoken prayer requests.

We come to You, Lord, because prayer is the least yet the greatest thing we can do for each other. When two or more are gathered in Your name, we confidently know You are with us. What better company can we have? You reign and we trust You! We may be broken and battered but know You heal and quiet the soul. You are the source for all that happens in our lives. We thank You for the progress being made. We thank You for the many blessings we have received this week — some we unfortunately didn’t notice. Nonetheless, those blessings are ever-present in our lives. We thank You for healing. We thank You for slowing us down. We thank You for providing us our daily needs — no more and no less. We thank You for being with us, listening to us, walking with us on this journey. We thank You for the support of our family and friends … for seeing the extraordinary in the ordinary — sunrises, sunsets, flowers, kids laughing, adventures, good news amid the bad news. We also know we can come to You with our concerns and they will be heard. Through Christ all things are possible. We thank you for the good news Melissa received — a weight removed from her life. We lift up those family members and friends who are battling various physical, emotional, financial, career or spiritual issues and ask not for Your guidance and healing (although that would be welcomed) but to keep reminding us we are not alone in our battles. Specifically we lift up DeBorah, Rev. Kevin, Tate Lee Paul, Nancy, Wendy and her husband, Gharidah, Erika and her husband, a father’s active son and all active service men and women, Sean’s wife, Karen and Dave. We pray for the families of all those You have called home, especially Whitney’s ex-husband, Karin’s husband and Cassondra’s stepson. We grieve … You celebrate. We pray for obedience to Your Will so Your “Son” Light shines through us through the power of the Spirit. And we come to You through the confidence of the words taught by Your Son Jesus.  In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Keep your joys and concerns coming. They have been and will be included during my prayer time and I trust they will be on your lips as well as you approach the altar. All it takes is a couple of keystrokes under the “Contact Me” button on the top bar {or to the right if you’re not a follower yet}. I hope it becomes your best friend as you navigate around the site so we can all be viable prayer warriors. You can also comment or reach me at wisdomfromafather@gmail.com.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Remember sometimes I can be my biggest obstacle to the success I am desiring. It starts with me!

 

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Five Minute Friday — Well

Here we are at the end of a busy week and the beginning of a beautiful weekend. But there is still some time to participate in Five Minute Friday.

Why?

Because it’s important to me … but you know that already. You also know the drill. We get a weekly prompt, let the words surge from our heart, soul and mind, post, link at Kate’s place (fiveminutefriday.com/) and scan through the incredible work of my fellow writers. And, as I always say, you should try it as well — both writing and contributing or at least visiting the sites of this talented crew.

I’ve also been sharing other takes on the value of the exercise, taken from snippets found in Five Minute Friday: A Collection of Stories Written in Five Minutes Flat. Here’s Crystal’s take.

“Five Minute Friday taught me the Internet is full of kind, gracious, funny women {yes, most of the contributors are women} who choose to cheer for one another instead of compete. The weekly discipline of writing gave me courage to share my story and the encouragement from the community made me brave enough to try again each week. It’s fellowship and friendship around the written word.”

So there. The prompt this week is WELL and the time is set for five minutes. Let’s GO…

We had an incident at last night’s Twitter party. Our moderator Kate, who has taken the summer off from Twitter, failed to supply a prompt. She finally posted this morning, but my immediate reaction before it  posted — and that  of others who know Kate — was one of concern for her well being. My first thought when I still didn’t see it posted this morning was to offer thoughts and prayers. It was that much out of character for Kate.

Fortunately, she explained the misstep — she was wrapped up in another project and forgot to schedule the tweet, compounded by a balky Internet later in the evening when she realized the omission — and all is well. But it reminds us to keep our antennae tuned to incidents out of the ordinary and immediately respond in prayer.

I have a well check routine every day, at the insistence of my family. Living hundreds of miles away, they need to know I’m okay, so each morning I share a Good Morning photo with them. Heaven help me if I’m a tad bit late.

We should all get in the habit of checking on the well being of our families and friends on a regular basis. And when you get that nudge something is amiss, go to prayer first — it’s always the first response — and contact as soon … STOP

as possible.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Make today count, setting the precedent for the days ahead … and voila … a significant week in the bag.

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Dreaming

As I was juggling accounts the other day, I glanced at the television, on only as background. There was an ad for a Mercedes E-Class sedan, highlighting its distinctive styling, class-leading safety and trailblazing technology. And it only starts at $53,500. I mean, who doesn’t need one?

The incident opened my mind to the exotic pitches out there — through advertising and social media and even news stories. There was a Netflix pitch where a guy goes into a store to buy a suit. Price $12,500. There was a news story where a Robert E. Lee statue removed from a Dallas park sold for $1.4 million after a bidding war. Elton John concert tickets start at $349. Tom Cruise’s Telluride, CO, estate remains on the market for a mere $59 million.

While that’s all just wishful thinking for Joe and Mary Average, the reality is there are people out there who can make those purchases without blinking an eye. It must be nice. Just once in my life I would love to make a purchase without having to consider ramifications. It would be great to have a discretionary income at your disposal.

Joe and Mary Average do buy things … sometimes even extravagant things. But we have to fit it into a tight budget. And we can dream.

Oh, look, Prince pasta is on sale for a buck!

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Always believe tomorrow will be better than today.

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Midweek Mirth

One of the misconceptions about being a Christian is non-Christians think we don’t know how to have fun or have a sense of humor. Trust me, if the Big Guy can have a sense of humor when it comes to dealing with us mere mortals, so can we.

The difference for Christians is we don’t have to debase ourselves or others to generate a smile. Laughter at life or ourselves is a gift from God.

So, let’s smile a little!

Fun Answering Machine Messages

“Hi.” Now you say something.

Greetings, you have reached the Sixth Sense Detective Agency. We know who you are and what you want, so at the sound of the tone, please hang up.

Hello. I’m around now but cannot find the phone at the moment. Please leave a message and I will call you up as soon as I find it.

I can’t answer the phone now because I have amnesia and I feel stupid talking to people I don’t remember. I’d appreciate it if you could help me out by leaving my name and telling me something about myself. Thanks.

Hi. I’m probably around, but I’m just avoiding someone I don’t like. Leave me a message, and if I don’t call back, it’s you.

This is not voicemail. This is a telepathic thought-recording device. After the tone, think about your name, your reason for calling, and a number where I can reach you, and I’ll think about returning your call.

You’re growing tired. Your eyelids are getting heavy. You feel very sleepy now. You are gradually losing your willpower and your ability to resist suggestions. When you hear the tone, you will feel helplessly compelled to leave your name, number, and a message.

Roses are red, violets are cheap; leave your message after the beep.

And now for the bonus …

His New Church

A man who had been stranded on a deserted island for two years was at last found. The media accompanied the rescue team, and when they arrived saw the man had built three huts. When asked what the huts represented, the man explained. “Well, this hut is my home. And that hut over there is where I go to church.”

The reporters seemed moved by the revelation he had a place of worship. But then one asked, “What is that hut over there?”

“Oh, that’s where I used to go to church!”

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Open hearts see love everywhere …

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