Thursday, May 04, 2006

Power of words

might sound like an old forward.. but jus go thru..
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A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. All the other frogs gathered around the pit. When they saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead.

The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all of their might. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died.

The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs said, "Did you not hear us?" The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging him the entire time.

This story teaches two lessons:

1. There is power of life and death in the tongue. An encouraging word to someone who is down can lift them up and help them make it through the day.

2. A destructive word to someone who is down can be what it takes to kill them. Be careful of what you say. Speak life to those who cross your path.


The power of words....it is sometimes hard to understand that an encouraging word can go such a long way. Anyone can speak words that tend to rob another of the spirit to continue in difficult times!

Faith

Not that i have run out of stuff to post in the blog.. but this is too good..
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Years ago, I was enthralled as I listened to a pastor who for several years had faithfully served the church. His executive responsibilities had taken him all over this country. As he concluded his message, he told of one of the most frightening yet thought-provoking experiences of his life.

He had been on a long flight. The first warning of the approaching problems came when the sign on the airplane flashed on: "Fasten your seat belts." Then, after a while, a calm voice said, "We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are expecting a little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is fastened."

As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of the passengers were becoming apprehensive. Later, the voice of the announcer said, "We are so sorry that we are unable to serve the meal at this time. The turbulence is still ahead of us." And then the storm broke. The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard even above the roar of the engines. Lightening lit up the darkening skies, and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as if it were about to crash.

The pastor confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those around him. He said, "As I looked around the plane, I could see that nearly all the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying. The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make it through the storm.

And then, I suddenly saw a girl to whom the storm meant nothing. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat and was reading a book. Everything within her small world was calm and orderly. Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again; then she would straighten her legs, but worry and fear were not in her world. When the plane was being buffeted by the terrible storm, when it lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the adults were scared half to death, that marvelous child was completely composed and unafraid."

The minister could hardly believe his eyes.

It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark, he lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long time.

Having commented about the storm and behavior of the plane, he asked why she had not been afraid. The sweet child replied, "Sir, my Dad is the pilot, and he is taking me home."

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

How stupid a language translator can be??

I jus tired translating few sentences from English (U.S) to German. Here are the results of repetitive translation of the resultant text.. from English to German and vice-versa.
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I have lot of work to do. My manager just finished dictating me my schedule today.

Ich habe Los Arbeit, zum zu tun. Mein Manager beendete gerade, mich heute vorzuschreiben mein Zeitplan.

I have lot work, to do to. My manager terminated straight, me today to prescribe my schedule.

Ich habe Losarbeit, zu tun. Mein Manager gerade beendet, ich heute, zum meines Zeitplanes vorzuschreiben.

I have lot work, to do. My manager straight terminates, I today, to prescribe to my schedule.

Ich habe Losarbeit, tun. Mein Manager beendet gerade, I heute, zu meinem Zeitplan vorschreiben.

I have lot work, do. My manager terminates straight, I today, prescribe to my schedule.

Ich habe Losarbeit, . Mein Manager beendet gerade, I heute, schreiben Sie zu meinem Zeitplan vor.

I have lot work, . My manager terminates straight, I today, prescribe to my schedule.

!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Saturday, April 15, 2006

A walk :)

As I was walking down the dumpy bumpy road
With my billy goat and huge green toad..
I saw a garden of lollipops..
with green, blue and pink skytops..
So I said "hey ho hey ho...lifes so gay!"..
Have fun, it costs nothing to pay
But when those dark clouds came,
it threatend my long walk to end..
I didnt stop...coz it was all the same..
somewhere a lamp that lit up the bend
So I strode on..the light upon my path.
and finally reached home to take a hot shower bath.
There was noone who guided me but the hope within.
Its self love first next coming the kith and kin..