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			<title>Original Blog Entry: Leo Buscaglia:  GOD&#x27;S WIFE?  L</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p> God&#x27;s Wife<br /><br />THIS MIGHT KNOCK YOUR SOCKS OFF<br /><br />I especially liked number 5!<br /><br />Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once<br /><br />Talked about a contest he was asked to judge.<br /><br />The purpose of the<br /><br />Contest was to find the most caring child.<br /><br />The winner was:<br /><br />1. A four-year-old child, whose next door<br /><br />neighbor was an elderly gentleman, who had recently lost his<br /><br />wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old<br /><br />Gentleman&#x27;s&#x27; yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.<br /><br />When his mother asked him what he had<br /><br />said to the neighbor, the little boy just said, &#x27;Nothing, I just<br /><br />Helped him cry.&#x27;<br /><br />****************************** ***************<br /><br />2. Teacher Debbie Moon&#x27;s first graders were<br /><br />discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture<br /><br />had a different hair color than the other members. One of her<br /><br />students suggested that he was adopted.<br /><br />A little girl said, &#x27;I know all about<br /><br />Adoption, I was adopted.&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;What does it mean to be adopted?&#x27;, asked<br /><br />another child.<br /><br />&#x27;It means&#x27;, said the girl, &#x27;that you grew<br /><br />in your mommy&#x27;s heart instead of her tummy!&#x27;<br /><br />************************ *********************<br /><br />3. On my way home one day, I stopped to<br /><br />watch a Little League baseball game that was being played in a<br /><br />park near my home. As I sat down behind the bench on the first-<br /><br />base line, I asked one of the boys what the score was<br /><br />&#x27;We&#x27;re behind 14 to nothing,&#x27; he answered<br /><br />With a smile.<br /><br />&#x27;Really,&#x27; I said. &#x27;I have to say you<br /><br />don&#x27;t look very discouraged.&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;Discouraged?&#x27;, the boy asked with a<br /><br />Puzzled look on his face...<br /><br />&#x27;Why should we be discouraged? We haven&#x27;t<br /><br />Been up to bat yet.&#x27;<br /><br />*********************** **********************<br /><br />4. Whenever I&#x27;m disappointed with my spot<br /><br />in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott.<br /><br />Jamie was trying out for a part in the<br /><br />school play. His mother told me that he&#x27;d set his heart on being<br /><br />in it, though she feared he would not be chosen..<br /><br />On the day the parts were awarded, I went<br /><br />with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her,<br /><br />eyes shining with pride and excitement.. &#x27;Guess what, Mom,&#x27; he<br /><br />shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to<br /><br />me....&#x27;I&#x27;ve been chosen to clap and cheer.&#x27;<br /><br />****************************** ***************<br /><br />5. An eye witness account from New York<br /><br />City , on a cold day in December,<br /><br />some years ago: A little boy,<br /><br />about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the<br /><br />roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering<br /><br />With cold.<br /><br />A lady approached the young boy and said,<br /><br />&#x27;My, but you&#x27;re in such deep thought staring in that window!&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;I was asking God to give me a pair of<br /><br />shoes, &#x27;was the boy&#x27;s reply.<br /><br />The lady took him by the hand, went into<br /><br />the store, and asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks<br /><br />for the boy. She then asked if he could give her a basin of water<br /><br />and a towel. He quickly brought them to her.<br /><br />She took the little fellow to the back<br /><br />part of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, washed<br /><br />his little feet, and dried them with the towel.<br /><br />By this time, the clerk had returned with<br /><br />the socks.. Placing a pair upon the boy&#x27;s feet, she purchased him<br /><br />a pair of shoes..<br /><br />She tied up the remaining pairs of socks<br /><br />and gave them to him.. She patted him on the head and said, &#x27;No<br /><br />doubt, you will be more comfortable now..&#x27;<br /><br />As she turned to go, the astonished kid<br /><br />caught her by the hand, and looking up into her face, with tears<br /><br />in his eyes, asked her.<br /><br />&#x27;Are you God&#x27;s wife?&#x27;<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/131312">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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