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WITandWISDOM(tm) - January 6, 2004 ISSN 1538-8794 ~~~~~~~ THOUGHTS: A handful of patience is worth more than a bushel of brains. - Dutch Proverb Source: Carol's Thought for Today, http://www.kalama.com/~carola/ ~~~~~~~ SPECIAL THOUGHTS: One snowy day during deer-hunting season Mr. Kulik went out with his rifle, three sandwiches, and a thermos. He tramped through the woods until he came upon a well-used deer trail. The hunter looked around for a hiding place where he could keep a sharp lockout for deer. He found a sheltered nook in some rocks and settled in to wait. After an hour he became hungry and decided to have lunch. He had just finished two sandwiches and enjoyed a drink from his thermos when he saw the buck. Less than twenty feet away was a magnificent eight-point buck. The closest cover for the deer was thirty yards away. There was no way that Mr. Kulik could miss. He had been hunting for many years and had shot many deer, but he had never had a chance like this. But Mr. Kulik didn't move. He just sat there waiting for the buck to realize that he was there and break for cover. If the deer had done that, then Mr. Kulik would probably have felled him with one or two shots. But the deer did not run. That eight-point buck, who must surely have had to flee from any number of hunters, didn't even offer to run when he became aware of the hunter. Instead, the deer began to slowly walk toward Mr. Kulik. Carefully, step by step, he moved closer, curious perhaps, until he was right in front of Mr. Kulik, looking eadily into his eyes. Mr. Kulik didn't know what to do, so he just reached out and scratched the buck's head, between his antlers. The deer didn't even flinch, so Mr. Kulik ran his hand over the buck's side and flanks - he was petting a wild deer! The hunter proceeded to give his last sandwich to the deer, and the deer ate it. Soon the buck moved away and slowly continued down the path. Mr. Kulik never shot another deer. After such an experience, he just couldn't. Source: Glimpses of God's Love by James A. Tucker and Priscilla Tucker, Copyright (c) 1983 by Review and Herald Publishing Association, http://isbn.nu/0828002169 Submitted by Nancy Simpson ~~~~~~~ THIS & THAT: Angra dos Reis, Brazil (Ananova): A remote tribe in the Brazilian jungle are now online after a charity gave them five battery-powered computers. The Guarani tribe who live deep in the Atlantic jungle, near Angra dos Reis, have even come up with their own word for the internet. The word they created, in their Tupi language, translates as "where you can put words, documents and knowledge". The natives learnt how to use the computers in a week long course run by the charity which gave them the computers. Volunteer Lucas Benite told Jornal Hoje: "Through the internet they can connect with other tribes and learn about the world. That is very important to them." Tribe chief Veramirim, 92, commented: "I have always told my people to learn how to write but I also want to see them value our culture." Source: White Board News, http://www.joeha.com/whiteboard/ ~~~~~~~ KEEP SMILING: In front of a church in Cedar Rapids, Iowa: "Department of Eternal Affairs." - Spotted by Marie Sullivan Source: Gracemail, mailto:gracemail-subscribe@myinjesus.com ~~~~~~~ TRIVIA: I'm a deputy sheriff and was parked near a motel, running radar checks, when a man approached my vehicle and asked for help. He complained that the volume on the television in the empty motel room next to his was so loud that he and his wife couldn't sleep. No one was in the motel office. The man's wife was outside when I reached their door. That's when I got my idea. I asked her for their remote control, aimed it through the window of the empty room, and turned off the blaring TV. Contributed by Ray Allen Source: Reader's Digest, Copyright (c) December 2000, http://www.readersdigest.com/ |