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Tuesday, 27 November 2007

Topic: LIFE



A Different Christmas Poem<br /><br /><br />The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, <br />I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. <br />My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, <br />My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. <br />Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, <br />Transforming the yard to a winter delight. <br />The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, <br />Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. <br />My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, <br />Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. <br />In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, <br />So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. <br /><br />The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, <br />But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. <br />Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the <br />sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. <br />My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, <br />And I crept to the door just to see who was near. <br />Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, <br />A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. <br /><br />A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, <br />Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold. <br />Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, <br />Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child. <br />"What are you doing?" I asked without fear, <br />"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! <br />Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve, <br />You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!" <br /><br />For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,Away from <br />the cold and the snow blown in drifts.. <br />To the window that danced with a warm fire's light <br />Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right , <br />I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night." <br />"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line, <br />That separates you from the darkest of times. <br />No one had to ask or beg or implore me, <br />I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me. <br />My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December," <br />Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers." <br />My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ', <br />And now it is my turn and so, here I am. <br />I've not seen my own son in more than a while, <br />But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.<br /><br />Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag, <br />The red, white, and blue... an American flag. <br />I can live through the cold and the being alone, <br />Away from my family, my house and my home. <br />I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet, <br />I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat. <br />I can carry the weight of killing another, <br />Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.. <br />Who stand at the front against any and all, <br />To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall." <br />"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright, <br />Your family is waiting and I'll be all right." <br />"But isn't there something I can do, at the least, <br />"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast? <br />It seems all too little for all that you've done, <br />For being away from your wife and your son." <br />Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret, <br />"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.To fight <br />for our rights back at home while we're gone, <br />To stand your own watch, no matter how long. <br />For when we come home, either standing or dead, <br />To know you remember we fought and we bled. <br />Is payment enough, and with that we will trust, <br />That we mattered to you as you mattered to us." <br /><br />Please, Would you do me the kind favor of sending <br />this to as many people as you can? Christmas will <br />be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S.<br />service men and women for our being able to <br />celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way <br />to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop <br />and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed <br />themselves for us. <br /><br />LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN <br />30t h Naval Construction Regiment <br />OIC, Logistics Cell One <br />Al Taqqadum , Iraq.

Posted by melampus1 at 9:48 PM EST
Updated: Tuesday, 27 November 2007 9:49 PM EST
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Topic: LIFE

Dear Louis,

From time to time, we have updated you on Kinneret Chaya, the beautiful young ballerina who was a victim of a terrorist bombing.

When I visited last with Kinneret Chaya, she told me that on the 30th of March 2002 she was reborn out of the flames. Later, she took her father aside and told him, "Daddy, it's not true. Kinneret disappeared in the flames and Kinneret Chaya (Kinneret Lives) was born."

Now, Kinneret is marrying her sweetheart, the man who has stayed by her side throughout this unspeakable horror that she has endured.

In Kinneret’s own words:

November 27th will be the day none of us dared to think about, and it is your support and love, Mike, over the last years that gave me the confidence to reach out to this special day - the dream of every young woman - to walk on my parents arms toward a man that I love.

As I stand under the chuppah I will think of you and what you did to get me here. I am no longer Kinneret Chaya - survivor - I am Kinneret Chaya Boosany, bride.

(We have enclosed a copy of Kinneret’s beautiful wedding invitation in Hebrew.)

Carolyn and I are going to send a generous gift to help this young couple cope with the ongoing medical costs for Kinneret’s care. Please join us by sending a generous gift today.

Read Kinneret’s story below.

Kinneret Boosani, youngest of 3 daughters to Moshe and Yaffa, was 23 years old, a professional dancer and a student of alternative medicine. Exceptionally beautiful, heads would turn wherever she went. To earn extra money she worked as a barmaid/waitress in a small coffee shop on Tel Aviv's Allenby Street.

One evening a young man walked in to "My Coffee Shop," and she walked toward him asking if he would like a cup of coffee. As she neared him, he exploded the belt wrapped around his body killing himself and creating havoc and gore around him. When the ambulances arrived, the coffee shop was devastated, but few people were injured since it was early and not yet full. Itsik Kohav, the paramedic who came with the ambulance, was searching the area when he saw a leg sticking out from underneath the upturned bar, flames all around from the alcohol which had ignited from the bomb. Instinctively, using all his strength, he lifted the bar to find a young woman underneath. She seemed unaware of her injuries, but Itsik knew she had little chance of survival. She did not complain on the short ride to Ichilov Hospital Emergency Room. In the ER concerned doctors gave Kinneret a 2% chance of surviving the night. Kinneret's sister Anat was the one who realised something was amiss when Kinneret did not answer her cellphone after the inevitable call to see if she was alright. It was Anat who found Kinneret in the hospital and alerted her family. Itsik Kochav did not leave her side, as the family gathered. A Rabbi visited Kinneret that night and told the family to add another name to Kinneret and so Kinneret became Kinneret Chaya – “Kinneret Lives.”

It was 88 days before Kinneret Chaya breathed alone, longer till she ate, bathed, stood, walked or dressed alone. Her family never left her side for a whole year of terrible doubt as to her survival. They lost their jobs and at times their sanity. Each and every person injured in a terror attack has at least ten people within their direct personal ripple effect. An attack injures families and communities; the physical is only a part of the whole.

Kinneret Chaya still only has one fully operating lung, sees in only one eye and hears in only one ear, and her body bears the terrible scars of burns over 85% of her skin, and she spends time in a heavy pressure suit and face mask to prevent the scarring getting even worse. She cannot go out in the day because the sun has become her enemy. However, Kinneret Chaya no longer hates herself when she looks in the mirror and all she wants is to enter a room and the same people who once went "wow" at her beauty will not say "oy" at her scars. She is a fantastic young woman who tries to help those she feels are worse off than she. She studies Kabala, still holds left wing views and travels over the world to speak to groups about her survival. She has many years of agonizing surgery ahead of her but she is an articulate and wonderful young woman.

Please, God, may her scars all lessen and her outer beauty reflect her inner beauty. To see her today is to understand that even a terrorists' hatred cannot take away the beauty of her smile.

As I knelt before this wonderful girl, I told her two things: one that she could take her experience and learn from it. In life such tragedies teach us to be either bitter or better, always choose better and turn your scars into stars. I also told her that she has an angel on her shoulder. God was watching over her that night and had big plans for her future. Never ever call Kinneret Chaya a victim, she is a survivor.

In Kinneret Chayas words, "Kinneret died that night in the flames, but Kinneret Chaya was born."

Today Kinneret Chaya lives a full life as a documentary film editor. She works at home so that her fragile skin does not see the sun. She has undergone numerous operations to restore her face, and she goes through it all with enormous grace. Kinneret Chaya still suffers but her smile, glorious teeth, and beautiful full lips are miraculously still as they were before; no, that is not true, it is wider because today she knows why she is alive.

Thank you for caring,

Mike Evans



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Posted by melampus1 at 4:07 PM EST
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Friday, 9 November 2007
YOU ARE SO BLESSED!!!!
Topic: LIFE


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If you woke up this morning

with more health than illness,

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you are more blessed than the

million who won't survive the week.

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If you have never experienced

the danger of battle,

the loneliness of imprisonment,

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the agony of torture or

the pangs of starvation,

you are ahead of 20 million people

around the world.

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If you attend a church meeting

without fear of harassment,

arrest, torture, or death,

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you are more blessed than almost

three billion people in the world.

If you have food in your refrigerator,

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clothes on your back, a roof over

your head and a place to sleep,

you are richer than 75% of this world.

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If you have money in the bank,

in your wallet, and spare change

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in a dish someplace, you are among

the top 8% of the world's wealthy.

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If your parents are still married and alive,

you are very rare,

especially in the United States.

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If you hold up your head with a smile
on your face and are truly thankful,
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you are blessed because the majority can,

but most do not.

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If you can hold someone's hand, hug them

or even touch them on the shoulder,

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you are blessed because you can

offer God's healing touch.

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If you can read this message,

you are more blessed than over

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two billion people in the world

that cannot read anything at all.

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You are so blessed in ways

you may never even know.

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