What if I Have Failed (When it looks like I have)

Author: DarkBlak  //  Category: Inspiring, Religious

Failure doesn’t mean I’m a Failure.
It does mean I haven’t yet succeeded.

Failure doesn’t mean I have accomplished nothing.
It does mean I have learned something.

Failure doesn’t mean I have been a fool.
It does mean I had enough faith to experiment.

Failure doesn’t mean I have been disgraced.
It does mean I dared to try.

Failure doesn’t mean I don’t have it.
It does mean I have to do something a different way.

Failure doesn’t mean I am inferior.
It does mean I am not perfect, nobody is.

Failure doesn’t mean I should give up.
It does mean I should try harder.

Failure doesn’t mean I am helpless and hopeless.
It does mean I need God to succeed.

Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob, whose hope is in the Lord his God.

 Psalm 146:5

Do you love someone this much?

Author: DarkBlak  //  Category: Inspiring, Love

A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on the road on a motorcycle:

Girl: Slow down. Im scared.

Guy: No this is fun.

Girl: No its not. Please, its too scary!

Guy : Then tell me you love me.

Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!

Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.

Girl hugs him.

Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? Its bugging me.

In the paper the next day :

(A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only one had survived.)

The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug him one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.

The Company You Keep

Author: DarkBlak  //  Category: E-mail, Inspiring

It Is Better To Be Alone Than In The Wrong Company
If you run with wolves, you will learn how to howl.
But, if you associate with eagles, you will learn how to soar to great heights.
A mirror reflects a man’s face, but what he is really like is shown by the kind of friends he chooses.
The simple but true fact of life is that you become like those with whom you closely associate for the good and the bad.
The less you associate with negative people, the more your life will improve.
Any time you tolerate mediocrity in others, it increases your mediocrity.
An important attribute in successful people is their impatience with negative thinking and negative acting people.
As you grow, your associates will change.
Some of your friends will not want you to go on.
They will want you to stay where they are.
Friends that don’t help you climb will want you to crawl.
Your friends will stretch your vision or choke your dream.
Those that don’t increase you will eventually decrease you.

Consider This:

    Never receive counsel from unproductive people.
    Never discuss your problems with someone incapable of contributing to the solution, because those who never succeed themselves are always first to tell you how.
    Not everyone has a right to speak in your life.
    You are certain to get the worst of the bargain when you exchange ideas with the wrong person.
    Don’t follow anyone who’s not going anywhere.
    With some people you spend an evening; with others you invest it.
    Be careful where you stop to inquire for directions along the road of life.
    Wise is the person who fortifies his life with the right friendships.

Happy moments, Praise God!
Difficult moments, Seek God!
Quiet moments, Worship God!
Painful moments, Trust God!
Every moment, Thank God!
Choose to rise…Don’t settle…and go for your dreams!!!

The Barber and God

Author: DarkBlak  //  Category: Inspiring, Religious

A man went to a barber shop to have his hair cut as usual. He started to have a good conversation with the barber who was cutting his hair. They talked about many things and various subjects. Suddenly, they touched the subject of God.
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The barber said, “Look man, I don’t believe that God exists!”

“Why do you say that?” asked the man. “Well, it’s so easy, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God does not exist. Tell me, if God existed, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be no suffering nor pain? I can’t think of loving a God who permits all of these things.”
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The man thought for the moment, but he didn’t want to respond so as to cause an argument. The barber finished his job and the man went out of the shop. Just after heleft the barber shop he saw a man in the street with long hair and beard. It seemed that it had been a long time since he had his hair cut and he looked so untidy.
Then the first man again entered the barber shop and he said to the barber: “You know what? Barbers do not exist!”

“How can you say they don’t exist?” asked the barber. I am here and I am a barber.”

“No!” the man exclaimed. “You don’t exist because if you did there would be no people with long hair and beard like that man who walks the streets.”

“But, I do exist, and that is what happens when people do not come to me.”

“Exactly!” – affirmed the man. “That’s the point. God does exist, and see what happens when so many people don’t go to Him and do not look for Him? That’s why there’s so much pain and suffering in the world.”

The Troubles Tree

Author: DarkBlak  //  Category: Inspiring, Life

The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job.

A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stoney silence. On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family.

As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands. After opening the door, he underwent an amazing transformation.

His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss. Afterward, he walked me to my car. We passed the tree, and my curiosity got the better of me.

I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier. “Oh, that’s my trouble tree,” he replied. “I know I can’t help having troubles on the job, but one thing for sure, troubles don’t belong in the house with my wife and the children.

So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning, I pick them up again.” “Funny thing is,” he smiled, “when I come out in the morning to pick them up, there aren’t nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before.”