Another from anonymous

Where do all the socks go in the wash??

The things unknown

I don't know why I have been thinking about the unknown things of life and faith but for some reason I have:

a - What was the best thing before sliced bread?
b - Why do they call it a TV set when you only have one?
c - Why does your nose run and your feet smell?
d - Why do doctors call what they do "practice?"
e - Why is it that when you transport something by car, it’s called a shipment, but
when you transport something by ship, it’s called cargo?
f - Why do tugboats push their barges?
g - Why do we accept their are thousands of stars yet touch a bench that says "Wet paint" to test it out?

Why why why?

1 - Did Mary ever tell Jesus off for teasing his siblings?
2 - Did Jesus ever graze his knee and cry?
3 - What happened to Jairus' daughter after Jesus raised her from the dead?
4 - Did the young boy get in trouble for giving his loaves and fish away?
5 - Did the young son and older brother ever become friends again?

Life is full of the unanswered and uncertain questions - yet the most profound, mystery of all - Does God love me? is unequivocally yes - wow now that is amazing!

A beautiful Story.. one I needed to hear

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
Time went by. The little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.
“Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy.
“I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.”
“Sorry, but I don’t have money. But you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily.
The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. “Come and play with me” the tree said.
“I don’t have time to play. I have to work for family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?”
“Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said. The boy said, “I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?”
“Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.
Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you.” the tree said.
“I don’t have teeth to bite.” the boy replied.
“No more trunk for you to climb on.”
“I am too old for that now.” the boy said.
“I really can’t give you anything. The only thing left is my dying roots.” the tree said with tears.
“I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years.” the boy replied.
“Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, come sit down with me and rest.”

The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.