food for thought

The Power of Holding Hands
By Rabbi Harold Kushner

I was sitting on a beach one summer day, watching two
children, a boy and a girl, playing in the sand. They were
hard at work building an elaborate sandcastle by the
water's edge, with gates and towers and moats and internal
passages. Just when they had nearly finished their
project, a big wave came along and knocked it down,
reducing it to a heap of wet sand. I expected the children
to burst into tears, devastated by what had happened to all
their hard work. But they surprised me. Instead, they ran
up the shore away from the water, laughing and holding
hands, and sat down to build another castle. I realized
that they had taught me an important lesson. All the
things in our lives, all the complicated structures we
spend so much time and energy creating, are built on sand.
Only our relationships to other people endure. Sooner or
later, the wave will come along and knock down what we have
worked so hard to build up. When that happens, only the
person who has somebody's hand to hold will be able to
laugh.


Another quote:
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter."

on another note, i did pretty well for LEP. the best for all these years. ;) God is good.