it might touch your heart!



  • Wow, that was a realy good story. that was a realy good thing you did. I also try to do something good for others.
  • [quote author=Bespetna link=board=13;threadid=2366;start=210#msg54509 date=1147392116]
    Wow, that was a realy good story. that was a realy good thing you did. I also try to do something good for others.

    I'm just wondering Bespetna, who are you talking to and what's it about that your referring to?

    Coptic Servent
  • [quote author=Coptic Servent link=board=13;threadid=2366;start=210#msg54523 date=1147394148]
    [quote author=Bespetna link=board=13;threadid=2366;start=210#msg54509 date=1147392116]
    Wow, that was a realy good story. that was a realy good thing you did. I also try to do something good for others.

    I'm just wondering Bespetna, who are you talking to and what's it about that your referring to?

    Coptic Servent

    That huge story he was telling us about in the first page :).
  • Oh thanks for replying, ya I was just wondering, actually that story made me cry when the bullies knocked his books and glasses!

    Coptic Servent
  • [glow=red,2,300]I'd Like To Be[/glow]
    I'd like to be Moses hearing God through the Burning Bush
    I'd like to be Abel offering his most treasured offering to Christ
    I'd like to be King David recieving messages from God constantly
    I'd like to be St. Athanasius the Apostolic standing up for his faith
    I'd like to be St. John the Beloved taking care of St. Mary
    I'd like to be Mary Madgalene seeing God
    I'd like to be Pope Kyrillos VI being brave to stand by a lion
    I'd like to be St. Abanoub strong in faith and spirit
    I'd like to be St. Aleria leaving a palace and becoming a monk
    I'd like to be 1/10 wise virgin invited to the wedding in Cana
    I'd like to be St. Mark having the oppurtunity to write 1/4 gospels!

    Coptic Servent
  • whats that suppose to be?

  • i love that story sent it to everyone i know thanks thats really great.May god bless you and others threw this story.
  • [quote author=trusting in god link=board=13;threadid=2366;start=225#msg55154 date=1148148306]
    i love that story sent it to everyone i know thanks thats really great.May god bless you and others threw this story.

    trusting in god, which story are you referring to?

    Coptic Servent
  • hey 'lildude30894' what does your 19999 messages mean?

  • mnc_hnn, your right, but sort of exaggerating a bit, but for a good purpose, ya I'm just wondering as well, because you did the same to another thread too, so please explain!

    Coptic Servent
  • the day after....

    so the day after....i saw him in a tomb smiling and looking to the heavens.

    so the day after....i saw him born from a pure virgin and was in a manger.

    so the day after....i saw him preeching and teaching to all the people.

    so the day after....i saw him at the wedding changing the water to wine in cane of gallile.

    so the day after.... i saw him and his disciples at the last supper.

    so the day after.... i saw him carrying the cross.

    so the day after....i saw him holding me in his arms...wiping my me stregth i need.

    so the day after..i said thank you lord for what you have given me.
  • Walking down the church aisle I pass by slowly.I see moments of
    >> >and me.Moments of where we got into fights,sad moments where we
    >> >cried,and happy moments and memories where you were right there
    >> >the room to have the brightest smile to fill up anyones heart.I
    >> >continue walking going inside the alter to go and pray.I can hear
    >> >heavy rain and wind outside.And in
    >>the background I hear kids
    >> >laughing and running in the background.I can hear
    >> >Tina,Miachel,Nagy,Fady,Bishoy,Mark,Arsany,and all the other kids
    >> >talking about you.I try to focus in the alter and bow down and
    >> >on my knees and start praying.Then I close my eyes and try to
    >> >pray......But then my dream comes again.That same dream i get
    >> >single night.The same deam that makes me cry and makes me
    >> >the same dream.......
    >> >
    >> >
    >> >You and me are both playing basketball.''Mary,you have to make
    >> >elbow straight if u want the shot to go in.''you said to
    >> >me.''Dude,like this??''you laugh and say to me ''Mary,you are
    >> >already to tall and you have long arms!'' We both laugh and then
    >> >flashes.
    >> >
    >> >
    >> >This time we are all at church.Everyone is here and all the kids
    >> >going to have a sleepover.All the kids go and play football and
    >> >soccer and basketball.While they all go play,I sit down near the
    >> >steps of where the deacons room is.I sit there hearing all the
    >> >having fun.Then I see your car pull up and I get up just to see
    >> >you.I run as fast as I can to get a hug from my best friend.I run
    >> >into your arms.''I missed you.'' I say to you as I look up at
    >> >you.''I missed you to Mary.''You give me a huge hug and i hold on
    >> >you.''It flashes again.......
    >> >
    >> >
    >> >IT GETS WORSE......MORE WORSE....
    >> >
    >> >
    >> >I enter the church and go inside.I hear something....a noise is
    >> >coming from the alter.I get scared and tried to see what was
    >> >on.I knew that God was right there to help me so I go inside the
    >> >alter.I walk inside and you are crying so
    >>hard.Your shirt is all
    >> >wet,your hands are cold,and your face.....your cute little face
    >> >all sad with tears all on your face.''Whats wrong?'' ''Please
    >> >cry!!''
    >> >I get down on my knees,I look into your eyes,and you kept on
    >> >and crying even more!!''I'M SO SORRY MARY!!!I REALLY AM
    >> >SORRY!!!''you say that to me with your head faced down to the
    >> >ground.''It's okay,it's okay.''I wipe your tears as you continue
    >> >crying on my shirt.I give you a hug.Im right here for you...I
    >> >your hand and try to look at you.Your eyes are all red filled
    >> >tears.''IM SORRY MARY!!! You keep saying that to me.Over and over
    >> >again. ''ITS OKAY..I PROMISE ITS OKAY.'' We both sit in the
    >> >alter,and I keep giving you a hug and wiping your
    >>tears.You keep
    >> >crying into my shirt and holding onto my hands.
    >> >
    >> >
    >> >
    >> >Im sitting alone in the alter....and I hear a loud bang.....BANG
    >> >BANG!!!!I get scared and run outside to see what was going
    >> >man has a gun in his hand....and is looking at YOU!!My heart is
    >> >pounding so hard...I get scared and my mind is racing.I look and
    >> >to see what I can do....My best friend has a gun facing at his
    >> >face......NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! I run inside the church and hide
    >> >fall to the ground and start crying....THIS IS ALL MY
    >> >ALL MY FAULT!!!I walk inside the alter and start to cry even
    >> >more.....I see your picture inside the alter and...wait....LOOK
    >> >PLAYED!!!NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!I run outside and look at the
    >> >picture of tears fall on your picture...I fall to the
    >> >ground and hold the picture close to my heart.I hear the song get
    >> >louder and I turn around... A huge bright light comes from the
    >> >enterance of the church.I turn and look harder and clouds came
    >> >filled with angels and I hear the song getting played again.I get
    >> >RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF MY EYES!!!!Tears quickly fill my eyes and
    >> >your standing there with your hands opened up to me and your
    >> >white..pure white with gold
    >>on your shoulders.....I ran up to you so
    >> >fast and as I run to you my flashes before my eyes.I run into
    >> >arms and you tightly give me a hug.You wipe my tears and hold on
    >> >me you look at my face and say to me in your beutful
    >> >Im in heaven and you are coming with me.I look up to your face Im
    >> >coming with you to heaven.You take my hand and smile at me...Are
    >> >ready Mary? I look at your eyes and then at you and i smile....Im
    >> >ready.
    >> >
    >> >I wake up and I get up to see what was going on....MY DREAM??
    >> >
    >> >PRAY FOR ME
    >> >
    >> >
    >> >MARY HANNA
  • So god why do people die???God turned and said well mary it is an easy anser like in the verse...... " [glow=red,2,300]I am they way the truth and the life" John 3:16[/glow].this verse had everything to solve your problems.So god when we all die to go and see everyone in heaven again?God gave a smile....and said you are already in heaven!!!

  • a life an angel.....the angel i once known had a heart that was filled with joy and love....but the angel was very curoius on our one day the angel went up to the lord but when the angel went up to the lord....the angel saw the lord crying....the angel was lord why are you crying...........the lord answere saying because my angel u have come to me and i love you and gave you my salvation....the angel smiled and said i love u lord...the lord replied saying...i loved u since the beggining...

  • these are sooooooooooooo nice i luv :-* the first one its sad - tears niff niff lol :) :'(
  • St Ephraim of Edessa the Syrian

    "How Many Times Have I Promised,
    Yet Every Time I Failed to Keep My Word.
    But Disregard This According to Thy Grace."

    Grant forgiveness, O Lord, send also strength. Convert me, that I might live in sanctity, according to Thy holy will. Sanctify my heart that has become a den and dwelling-place of demons.

    I am unworthy to ask forgiveness for myself, O Lord, for many times have I promised to repent and proved myself a liar by not fulfilling my promise. Thou hast picked me up many times already, but every time I freely chose to fall again.

    Therefore I condemn myself and admit that I deserve all manner of punishment and torture. How many times hast Thou enlightened my darkened mind; yet every time I return again to base thoughts! My whole body trembles when I contemplate this; yet every time sinful sensuality reconquers me.

    How shall I recount all the gifts of Thy grace, O Lord, that I the pitiful one have received? Yet I have reduced them all to nothing by my apathy -- and I continue on in this manner. Thou has bestowed upon me thousands of gifts, yet miserable me, I offer in return things repulsive to Thee.

    Yet Thou, O Lord, inasmuch as Thou containest a sea of longsuffering and an abyss of kindness, do not allow me to be felled as a fruitless fig tree; and do not let me be burned without having ripened on the field of life. Snatch me not away unprepared; seize not me who have not yet lit my lamp; take not away me who have no wedding garment; but, because Thou art good and the lover of mankind, have mercy on me. Give me time to repent, and place not my soul stripped naked before Thy terrible and unwavering throne as a pitiful spectacle of infamy.

    If a righteous man can barely be saved, then where will I end up, I who am lawless and sinful? If the path that leads to life is strait and narrow, then how can I be vouchsafed such good things, I who live a life of luxury, indulging in my own pleasures and dissipation? But Thou, O Lord, my Saviour, Son of the true God, as Thou knowest and desirest it, by Thy grace alone, freely turn me away from the sin that abides in me and save me from ruin.

  • While I was checking my E-mail, I came accross this article. I thought I should share it.

    A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island.

    The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agree that they had no other recourse but to pray to God.

    However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.

    The first thing they prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit.

    The other man's parcel of land remained barren.

    After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife.  The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land.

    On the other side of the island, there was nothing.

    Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food.  The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him.

    However, the second man still had nothing.

    Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that he and his wife could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island.  The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island.  He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.

    As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from heaven booming, "Why are you leaving your companion on the island?"

    "My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them,"  
    the first man answered.  "His prayers were all unanswered and so he does not deserve anything."

    "You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him.  "He had only one prayer,
    which I answered.  If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings."

    "Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?"

    "He prayed that all your prayers be answered."

    For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us.

    When Jesus died on the cross he was thinking of you!

    Pray for one another

    Please forgive me and pray for me,

  • ^^nice one.

  • you did good i wish ur freind could have gone to the same college then u guys would be best freinds for ever.Great story u should write a book on it.
  • Wow this stuff its just...................touching my heart :)
  • [quote author=Georgeously Kool link=board=13;threadid=2366;start=225#msg60302 date=1157477476]
    you did good i wish ur freind could have gone to the same college then u guys would be best freinds for ever.Great story u should write a book on it.

    [move][/move]george i think its a made up story that is IN a book so someone cant mae a book about something that is in a book *earth to u earth to u* i love getting back at you haha jp :P :P :P :D :D ;D ;D ;D
  • [quote author=mnc_hnn link=board=13;threadid=2366;start=0#msg36177 date=1125271516]
    One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
    >>>I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
    >>>His name was Kyle.
    >>>It looked like he was carrying all of
    >>>I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a
    >>>He must really be a nerd."
    >>>I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my
    >>>friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

    >>>As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
    >>>They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him
    >>>so he landed in the dirt.
    >>>His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet
    >>>from him.
    >>>He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
    >>>My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled
    >around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his
    >>>As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks.
    >>>They really should get lives.
    >>>" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"

    >>>There was a big smile on his face.
    >>>It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
    >>>I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
    >>>As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen
    >>>him before.
    >>>He said he had gone to private school before now.
    >>>I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
    >>>We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
    >>>He turned out to be a
    >pretty cool kid.
    >>>I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
    >>>He said yes.

    >>>We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked
    >>>him, and my friends thought the same of him.
    >>>Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books
    >>>I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious
    >>>muscles with this pile of books everyday!
    >>>" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
    >>>Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
    >>>When we were seniors, we began to think
    >>>about college.
    >>>Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I
    >>>was going
    >to Duke.
    >>>I knew
    that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a
    >>>He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football
    >>>Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
    >>>I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
    >>>He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
    >>>I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
    >>>Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
    >>>He looked great.
    >>>He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
    >>>He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
    >>>He had more dates than I
    had and all the girls loved
    >>>Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
    >>>Today was one of those days.
    >>>I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
    >>>So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
    >>>He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and
    >>>"Thanks," he said.
    >>>As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
    >>>"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those
    >>>tough years.
    >>>Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly
    >>>your friends...

    >>>I am here to tell all of you that being a
    >>>friend to someone is the best gift you
    >can give them.
    >>>I am going to tell you a story."
    >>>I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the
    >>>first day we met.
    >>>He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
    >>>He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have
    >>>to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
    >>>He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
    >>>"Thankfully, I was saved.
    >>>My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
    >>>I heard the gasp go
    through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told
    >>>us all about his weakest moment.
    >>>I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
    >>>Not until that
    >moment did I realize it's depth.
    >>>Never underestimate the power of your actions.
    >>>With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
    >>>For better or for worse.
    >>>God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
    >>>Look for God in others.
    >>>You now have two choices, you can:
    >>>1) Pass this on to your friends or
    >>>2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch
    your heart.
    >>>As you can see, I took choice number 1.
    >>>"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble
    >>>remembering how to fly."
    >>>There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
    >>>Tomorrow is
    >>>Today is a gift.

    haiie guys..
    yu know the bullies at the begginning ? my teacher was one of them. he told us the story in one of our assemblies.. HE STARTED CRYING !

    iits really cool that the story's like FAMOUS NOW !lol.. hehe .

    when he said it to us it was from his perspective: a bullies perspective..
    imagine how that would feel. theres another hidden meaning for ayh !
    +God Bless :)
  • reading your story has made me cry. :'( :'( :'( that was the nicests thing i have heard. :D you i always see some people sit by them selves at lunch my friends and i decided to sit with them so they wont feel so alone. this is what every one should do try to find some lonley person and make their day. Hizz_chiilld what you did was absoulty touching its good to hear that people still help those they dont know you actually saved a life no sorry god has send you to help your friend not to murder himslef. ;D :) ;) :D god bless
  • u guys those are great. woe thsoe are also somewhat ad. i luv them. send more
  • waw :o
    very nice :)
  • An amazing story...  :'(
  • [quote author=CopticChica21 link=topic=2366.msg50268#msg50268 date=1142722574]

    Go to that. It has all the stories that I love. Read all of them.

    love lots,

    wow... the one called "A Tear to the Eye" gave me goosebumps!
  • I got this in an email.  I didn't read all the responses, so I don't know if this one was posted yet, but here it is. . . . Get your tissues ready . . .

    >A good reminder: take time to appreciate what you have now.
    >On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket
    to buy
    >the gifts I didn't manage to buy earlier. When I saw all the people
    >I started to complain to myself: 'It is going to take forever here and
    >still have so many other places to go...' 
    >Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year.
    >How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after
    it was
    >I started to curse the prices, wondering if kids really play with such
    >expensive toys. While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small
    boy of
    >about 5 years old pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on
    >the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who this doll was
    >Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: 'Granny, are
    >sure I don't have enough money?' The old lady replied: 'You know that
    >don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'  Then she asked
    him to
    >stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around.
    >She left quickly.
    >The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
    >Finally, I started to walk towards him and asked who he wanted to give
    >doll to. 'It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much
    >this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to
    her.' I
    >replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all,
    >not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can not
    bring it
    >to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that
    >can give it to her when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while
    >this. 'My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy say that Mummy will
    also go
    >to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with
    >to give it to my sister'. My heart nearly stopped.
    >The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mummy
    not to
    >go yet.
    >I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket' Then he
    >me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me: 'I
    >want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget
    me.' 'I
    >love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says
    >she has to go to be with my little sister' Then he looked again at the
    >with sad eyes, very quietly.
    >I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few bills and said to the
    >What if we checked again, just in case if u have enough money?' 'Ok'
    >said. 'I hope that I have enough.' I added some of my money to his
    >him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll,
    >even some spare money. The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving
    >enough money' then he looked at me and added: 'I asked yesterday
    before I
    >slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so
    >mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me' 'I also wanted to have
    >money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God
    >But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose.' 'You know,
    >mummy loves white roses
    >A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my
    trolley. I
    >finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
    >couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local
    >newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a
    truck who
    >hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little
    >died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state  The
    >had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine,
    >because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma. Was
    >the family of the little boy?
    > Two days after this encounter with
    > the little boy in mind, I read in the
    >newspaper that the young lady had
    >passed away.I couldn't stop myself
    >and went to buy a bunch of white
    >roses and I went to the mortuary
    >where the body of the young
    >woman was exposed for people to
    >see and make last wish before
    >She was there, in her coffin,
    >holding a beautiful white rose in
    >her hand with the photo of the little
    >boy and the doll placed over her
    >chest. I left the place crying,
    >feeling that my life had been
    >changed forever. The love that this
    >little boy had for his mother and
    >his sister is still, to that day, hard
    >to imagine. And in a fraction of a
    >second, a drunk man had taken all
    >this away from him.
    >Now you have 2 choices:
    > 1) Send this message to everybody that you know.
    >2) Or delete it and do as if it never touched your heart.
    > If you send this message, maybe
    >you will help prevent someone
    >drunk to go driving.
    >TO FLY.
  • the last one about the boy and doll is so sad, if i was in the person's position i would start crying right away
    it was such a beautiful story, tanks for sharing it with us  :)
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