Ultimately, any virtue a person has is a gift from the Almighty.
If a person has nothing of his own and someone gives him a present, he does not feel arrogant. It was an act of kindness and he feels fortunate to receive it. This will be the attitude of anyone whose eyes are open and who sees the reality of his own human frailty, yet was fortunate to receive the kindness of the Almighty.
A person with true humility has these behavioral aspects:
- He speaks in a pleasant manner to all people.
- He does not insult others or put them down.
- His posture and mannerisms are in the average range - neither boisterous nor meek. - He is willing to sit next to simple people and not only those he considers important.
- He is able to tolerate the slights and insults of others.
- He flees from personal honor.
- He shows honor and respect to every human being - both in speech and behavior.
Today, ask yourself: "What am I most proud of?" View it as a special gift from the Creator to you. This will give you a more profound appreciation, and a greater sense of humility.
Normally my Torah goes out from Jerusalem as the profits say it does. Today, this piece is going out from Eliat, Israel as I am here for Shabbat. While it does not have the hollines of Jerusaelem, in the winter it has some more heat (heat vs holliness).
Imagining angels fighting for room on a narrow ladder while going up and down is comical. So is the awful translation of "ladder" in Jacob's dream, Genesis 28:12. For millennia the closest to ladders were like telephone poles with climbable spikes. Having two parallel posts with rungs is recent, way after the Biblical period. The Bible does have climbable RAMPS at the Tabernacle and Temples. Unlike a ladder, one cannot rest at a rung. Spiritually, one is going up or sliding down. In a parallel spiritual vision, the סולם SooLaM to heaven is a SLOLUM-like ramp to the celestial Asgard in Norse Mythology. ... The Samekh-Lamed root of סולם SooLaM in Jeremiah 18:15 is about macadamizing and unlevel road. There is a winding snake-path up Masada, or any hill or spiritual height. NOT A LADDER.
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2011 West Virginia University Marching Band Armed Forces Salute
No celebration of our freedom can be complete without a tribute to the brave men and women who have sacrificed so much to preserve and protect our country. The WVU Band presents our "Armed Forces Salute," which features a medley of the songs from all branches of our great military. This selection will close with a stirring rendition of "America, The Beautiful." • The United States Army! • The United States Coast Guard! • The United States Marines! • The United States Air Force! • The United States Navy! No one can argue the great service that the men and women of the armed services have provided to our nation over the centuries. By serving in two World Wars, the Korean War, Vietnam, Desert Storm, Afghanistan, Operations Iraqi Freedom and Enduring Freedom, and in the war on Terror, as well as continually providing support and aid to those in need when all types of disasters strike, our American service men and women have made us all swell with pride. Therefore, we pay honor to all the brave men and women who helped to make, and continue to make this country, the greatest nation on earth! The WVU Band would like to thank the following individuals for helping to make our Patriotic Show possible: • J.T. Martin Fire & Safety of Clarksburg, WV for the assistance with the fire extinguishers • Dr. Jeffry Johnson and the members of the WVU University Choir and Women's Choir • Stu & Joyce Robbins for their generous donation that purchased our large American flag several years ago. Thank you to all of these individuals for their support of the West Virginia University Marching Band! Fans of the WVU Marching Band are asked to check out our web site at http://www.wvuband.org. Photos from this show can be found at http://bit.ly/szrDLF
Too Busy for a Friend..... One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name
Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.
That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were most of the comments.
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.
Several years later, one of the students was killed inVietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student.. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.
The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin... The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.
As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. 'Were you Mark's math teacher?' he asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he said: 'Mark talked about you a lot.'
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.
'We want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket 'They found this on Mark when he was killed.. We thought you might recognize it.'
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.
'Thank you so much for doing that,' Mark's mother said. 'As you can see, Mark treasured it.'
All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home.'
Chuck's wife said, 'Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.'
'I have mine too,' Marilyn said. 'It's in my diary'
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this with me at all times,' Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: 'I think we all saved our lists'
That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.
The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.
So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.
And One Way To Accomplish This Is: Forward this message on. If you do not send it, you will have, once again passed up the wonderful opportunity to do something nice and beautiful.
If you've received this, it is because someone cares for you and it means there is probably at least someone for whom you care.
OMG Simon Cried for First time in this New Got Talent 2017 Audition of Little girl