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The Paintings On The Wall
There was a king who was a great admirer of art. He encouraged artists from all over his country and gave them valuable gifts.

One day an artist came and said to the king, "Oh King! Give me a blank wall in your palace and let me paint a picture on it. It will
be more beautiful than anything you have ever seen before. I promise you shall not be disappointed."

Now, the king happened to be constructing a big hall at the rear end of the palace. So he said, "All right you may work on one of
the walls in the new hall."

So the artist was given the job and he was very pleased indeed.

Just then, another young man said, "Oh King! Please allow me to work on the opposite wall. I too am an artist."

The king said, "What would you like to make?"

The man said, "My Lord, I shall make exactly what that man will make on the opposite wall. Moreover, I shall do so, without looking
at his work. I would even request you to have a thick curtain put up between the two walls so that either of us cannot see the

Now, that was a tall statement. Everyone in the king's court, including the king and the first artist were intrigued. But the king loved
surprises and he decided to give the young fellow a chance.

The following day a thick curtain was put into place and both the artists got to work. The first artist brought in a regular supply of
paint, oil, water etc. The second one would come with a cloth and a bucket of water every day.

After a month the first artist told the king that his work was complete and he would like to show it to the king.

The king sent for the second artist and asked him, "Young man, when would your work be ready? I am coming to see the first wall
this evening."

The man said, "My Lord, my wall is ready too!"

The king went to see the first artist's wall. He was very, very impressed with the painting and gave a hefty sum as a reward to the
artist. He then asked for the curtain to be opened up

Lo and behold! The same painting was to be seen on the opposite wall too!
Amazing! But true! Each line, each minor detail was exactly as it was on
the first wall. But this man had not been seeing what was going on, on
the other side of the curtain.

So how had he done it? The king wanted to know the secret.

He gave a double reward to the fellow. Then he said, "Young man, I am
indeed very happy with your work. But you must tell me; how did you do

The lad said simply, "It's very easy! I just polished the wall every day!"

It was a wall made of white marble! The fellow polished it till it shone like
a mirror. The reflection of the painting across the room, showed up in it!
That is what it means to polish yourself. For when
we polish our hearts and souls, we see God's
reflection within.
It is said that the world is a reflection of you.
Whatever you are, the world will seem to be that
too. If you are sad, jealous, dejected, angry, restless
... that is what the world will seem to be!
If you are happy, the world will seem to be paradise.
You decide how you want your world to look...
The List I Will Forever Bring with Me
God's  love can beam through each day. His grace is new every
1. He is always on time.
2. Keep on trusting Him.
3. Even if you have little faith know that He is faithful.
4. It’s better to not be in a relationship than be in one at the wrong time, with the
wrong person.
5. Be happy with where you are, on your way to where you’re going.
6. Let’s ask God in faith for the best versions of our needs, and the desires of
our hearts
7. He created the Universe. He owns the Universe. He can use just about
anything and turn it into a big blessing.
8. Miracles happen.
9. All things are possible with God who gives us strength.
10. You are a miracle.
11. Be available for what God would like to do through You.
12. Honor God with your whole life.
13. Be specific in your prayers.
14. Joyful submission to His will actually paves the way for
His Best to arrive in your life. He knows what is best for you.
15. He is never late.
16. Thank God in advance.
17. “Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.
Delight Yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.
Commit your way to the Lord; trust Him and He will do this: He will make your
righteousness shine like the dawn, the justice of your cause like the noonday
sun. Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for Him.”
18.God is faithful.
19. He never fails to surprise us.
20. There’s a God-shaped hole in all of us that only He can fill.
21. Carve out time with God daily. He doesn’t deserve scraps.
22. Prayer bears fruit with miracles which bears His signature, no less.
23. Claim God’s favor in all the aspects of your life.
24. Spread kindness. Be a blessing.
I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi.

I honked but no one came out. I honked again, nothing.

So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across
the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat
with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered
with sheets..

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with
photos and glassware.

'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, and then returned to assist the woman.

She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her.

'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'..
'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address,
and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'

'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'.

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued.. 'The doctor says I don't
have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in
front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that
passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must
have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said.

'You have to make a living,' she answered.

'There are other passengers,' I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.

'Thank you.'

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.

Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What
if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life....
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

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