WHO DOES WHAT............

A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning.

The wife said, 'You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as
long to get our coffee.'
The husband said, ' You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that
is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee.'

Wife replies, 'No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee.'
Husband replies, 'I can't believe that, show me.'

So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several
pages, that it indeed says..........'HEBREWS'


MASTER PIECE..
God may have created man before woman,
but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece..

IT'S STRANGE ISN'T IT?

Isn't it strange how a 20 rupee note seems like such a large amount when we donate it to temple,
but such a small amount when we go shopping?

Isn't it strange how 2 hours seem so long when we are at Temple,
and how short they seem when we are watching a good movie?

Isn't it strange that we can't find a word to say when we are praying,
but we have no trouble thinking what to talk about with a friend?

Isn't it strange how difficult and boring it is to read one chapter of the Sacred Scriptures,
but how easy it is to read 100 pages of a popular novel ?

Isn't it strange how everyone wants front-row-tickets to concerts or games,
but they do whatever is possible to sit at the last row in Satsang?

Isn't it strange how we need to know about an event for Temple 2-3 weeks before the day so we can include it in our agenda,
but we can adjust it for other events in the last minute?

Isn't it strange how difficult it is to learn a fact about Almighty to share it with others,
but how easy it is to learn, understand, extend and repeat gossip?

Isn't it strange how we believe everything that magazines and newspapers say,
but we question the words in our own Sacred Scriptures?

Isn't it strange how we send jokes in e-mails and they are forwarded right away,
but when we are going to send messages about Almighty, we think about it twice before we share it with others?

IT'S STRANGE ISN'T IT?

Trust Or Innocence .... A gd 1 ..............

Trust Or Innocence

This guy had been on a long flight. The first warning of the approaching problems came when the sign on the airplane flashed on: "Fasten your seat belts."


Then, after a while, a calm voice said, "We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are expecting a little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is fastened."
As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of the passengers were becoming apprehensive.. Later, the voice of the announcer said, "We are so sorry that we are unable to serve the meal at this time. The turbulence is still ahead of us."


And then the storm broke. The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard even above the roar of the engines. Lightening lit up the darkening skies and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to crash.


The man confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those around him. He said, "As I looked around the plane, I could see that nearly all the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying."


The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make it through the storm. And then, I suddenly saw a girl to whom the storm meant nothing. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat and was reading a book.


Everything within her small world was calm and orderly. Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again; then she would straighten her legs, but worry and fear were not in her world. When the plane was being buffeted by the terrible storm, when it lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the adults were scared half to death, that marvelous child was completely composed and unafraid.


The man could hardly believe his eyes. It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark, he lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long time.


Having commented about the storm and behavior of the plane, he asked why she had not been afraid. The sweet child replied,



"Sir, my Dad is the pilot and he is taking me home."

Trust ? Innocence? Whatever it is, it is so very powerful!