Churches & Squirrels

There were five country churches in a small Texas town, the Presbyterian Church, the Baptist Church, the Methodist Church, the Catholic Church and the Jewish Synagogue.

Each church and synagogue was overrun with pesky squirrels.

One day, the Presbyterian Church called a meeting to decide what to do about the squirrels. After much prayer and consideration they determined that the squirrels were predestined to be there and they shouldn't interfere with God's divine will.

In the Baptist Church, the squirrels had taken up habitation in the baptistery. The deacons met and decided to put a cover on the baptistery and drown the squirrels in it. The squirrels escaped somehow and there were twice as many there the next week.

The Methodist Church got together and decided that they were not in a position to harm any of God's creation. So, they humanely trapped the squirrels and set them free a few miles outside of town. Three days later, the squirrels were back.

But -- The Catholic Church came up with the best and most effective solution. They baptized the squirrels and registered them as members of the church. Now they only see them on Christmas and Easter.

Not much was heard about the Jewish Synagogue, but they took one squirrel and had a short service with him called circumcision and they haven't seen a squirrel on the property since.
Tags: Funny, Humour, Church, Squirrel, Presbyterian Church, Baptist Church, Methodist Church, Catholic Church, Jewish Synagogue, Country Church, Texas

The Tablecloth

Something nice for you to read ....... beautiful story.... makes you understand that things happen for a reason
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The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned to their first ministry, to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn, arrived in early October excited about their opportunities. When they saw their church, it was very run down and needed much work. They set a goal to have everything done in time to have their first service on Christmas Eve.

They worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls, painting, etc, and on December 18
were ahead of schedule and just about finished.

On December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.

On the 21st, the pastor went over to the church. His heart sank when he saw that the roof had leaked, causing a large area of plaster about 20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about head high.

The pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor, and not knowing what else to do but postpone
the Christmas Eve service, headed home. On the way he noticed that a local business was
having a flea market type sale for charity, so he stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful, handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross embroidered right in the center. It was just the right size to cover the hole in the front wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.

By this time it had started to snow. An older woman running from the opposite direction was trying to catch the bus. She missed it. The pastor invited her to wait in the warm church for the next bus 45 minutes later.

She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and it covered up the entire problem area.

Then he noticed the woman walking down the center aisle. Her face was like a sheet. "Pastor," she asked, "where did you get that tablecloth?" The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria.

The woman could hardly believe it as the pastor told how he had just gotten "The Tablecloth". The woman explained that before the war she and her husband were well-to-do people in Austria.

When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave. Her husband was going to follow her the next week. He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her husband or her home again.

The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth; but she made the pastor keep it for the church. The pastor insisted on driving her home. That was the least he could do. She lived on the other side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn for the day for a house cleaning job.

What a wonderful service they had on Christmas Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the spirit were great. At the end of the service, the pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door and many said that they would return.

One older man, whom the pastor recognized from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he wasn't leaving.

The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on the front wall because it was identical to one that his wife had made years ago when they lived in Austria before the war and how
could there be two tablecloths so much alike?

He told the pas tor how the Nazis came, how he forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and put in a prison. He never saw his wife or his home again all the 35 years between.

The pastor asked him if he would allow him to take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten Island and to the same house where the pastor had taken the woman three days earlier.

He helped the man climb the three flights of stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on
the door and he saw the greatest Christmas reunion he could ever imagine.
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His love is always with you. His promises are true, and when we give Him all our
cares we know He will see us through.

So when the road you're traveling seems difficult at best, just remember I'm here
praying and God will do the rest.
Tags: Suburban Brooklyn, Staten Island, Tablecloth, Nazi, Austria

Been To This Famous Street?

I noticed a new eatery in KLIA lately with the name of the famous Jalan Alor. "Jalan" is in the malay language which is "Street" in english language.

I didn't check what they were selling but I assumed that the food served in it would be those found in the actual Jalan Alor. Same quality? Will try when I go overseas next round.

Even the airport management has agreed to have such restaurant with a famous name known to locals and many tourists who frequent this street.

Somehow and somewhere, this famous street name was changed without people knowing. Who changed it? It was the local council, DBKL.

When the news was published, it created an uproar from the business owners, restaurants, stall owners, traders, residents, locals and even tourists requested for the name to be maintained.

People's power won! Never consult and didn't even think properly before doing something, that's the consequences. Name was reverted to the famous Jalan Alor with no choice. This street name was there even before I was born ........... and I was born near Jalan Alor .... at Chinese Maternity Hospital (if you know where lah and yes, I'm a 101% local boy).

Imagine the street name was changed, this restaurant at the airport won't be there too but maybe under a different unknown name.

Reading: Famous Jalan Alor - Backpacking-Asia.com
Tags: Jalan Alor, KLIA, DBKL, Chinese Maternity Hospital, Famous Street Name

Theme Parks to Bring in Tourists

Malaysia is trying hard to compete against its neighbouring countries, Thailand and Singapore to be precise, for tourists that prefer to travel and tour around this region.

The rumours of Disneyland coming to our shore didn't materialise but the government found investors to bring in the Legoland Park. This park will be situated at the much hyped Iskandar Malaysia where it will be opened to the public in 2013. I'm not pouring cold water on the project but there's nothing spectacular about this park.

How will this one theme park bring in the bulk of the tourists?

OK never mind, we'll go for another one then ............. Malaysia can't attract the likes of Disneyland or Universal Studio (which will be opening up in Singapore soon) so we have to go for whoever we can grab.

We managed to grab KidZania (never heard of it till it was reported) all the way from Mexico. Wow, another theme park? I don't think so but it's being painted as if it's going to be one.

It will only require a space of 60,000 sq ft and a small building is just nice enough to host this "theme park". I would say that this theme park will only cater for Malaysians and I doubt that it will create a hoo haa effect till it will attract overseas tourists or even kids from our neighbouring countries.

This Kidzania, to be situated at Mutiara Damansara, will be opened for business in 2012 and entrance fees based on Indonesia's Kidzania could be in the range of US$12 to US$13 for children (depending on the age group) and US$9 for adults. Yeah, for once the kids will cost more than the adults.

Will the parents bring their kids to this new theme park a few times in a year?
Tags: Legoland Park, Iskandar Malaysia, Kidzania, Mutiara Damansara, Disneyland, Universal Studio, Theme Park

H1N1 Full Proof?

There was once an employee who would go great length to obtain the employee of the month's award.

With the recent worldwide health scare due to H1N1 disease, another employee has decided to be extremely cautious about it.

I'm quite sure this fella would full proof from the H1N1 disease.
Tags: H1N1, Health

Pro Movers in Khartoum

What's that guy doing up there? I thought I saw a long pole hanging there.










True enough that a long pole was being pulled up. My friend was saying that hiring a crane would have done the job in one hour. Maybe they tried to save cost.













Few strong men at the road on ground zero. They pulled not only one but about a dozen of it. They took turns to jump higher up the thick rope and hoped that their weights would make pole go higher.

I saw one of smaller size guy jumping up to pull but the rope didn't budge hahahahaha. He held on to the rope and his feet were dangling. If I could have capture the whole scene many people would be rolling on the floors.
Tags: Strong Men, Professional Movers

Meteorology Report in Australia

It was April and the Aboriginals in a remote part of Northern Australia asked their new elder if the coming winter was going to be cold or mild.

Since he was an elder in a modern community he had never been taught the old secrets. When he looked at the sky he couldn't tell what the winter was going to be like. Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he told his tribe that the winter was indeed going to be cold and that the members of the tribe should collect firewood to be prepared.

But being a practical leader, after several days he had an idea.He walked out to the telephone booth on the highway, called the Bureau of Meteorology and asked, 'Is the coming winter in this area going to be cold?'

The meteorologist responded, 'It looks like this winter is going to be quite cold.' So the elder went back to his people and told them to collect even more wood in order to be prepared.

A week later he called the Bureau of Meteorology again. 'Does it still look like it is going to be a very cold winter?'

The meteorologist again replied, 'Yes, it's going to be a very cold winter.' The elder again went back to his community and ordered them to collect every scrap of firewood they could find.

Two weeks later the elder called the Bureau again. 'Are you absolutely sure that the winter is going to be very cold?' he asked.'

Absolutely,' the man replied. 'It's looking more and more like it is going to be one of the coldest winters ever.

''How can you be so sure?' the elder asked.

The weatherman replied, 'Our satellites have reported that the Aboriginals in the north
are collecting firewood like crazy, and that's always a sure sign.'

Tags: Aboriginals, Northern Australia, Bureau of Meteorology, Meteorologist, Winter in Australia, Firewood, Funny, Humour