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The category Inspirational stories contains 244 stories. The last update was on Sep 21 2014.

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Be careful little eyes where you stare (905 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Apr 07 2012Views/Reads: 1460/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Whenever I am out in public, I try conducting myself with the greatest of care knowing that people are watching. The thing that bothers me the most is that many people have never mastered the fine art of how to dress in public.
 
I used to believe in Leprechauns (901 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: May 20 2012Views/Reads: 1572/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I must make a confession. It has taken me a long time to get to the place where I am willing and comfortable to make such an admission. I think some of my friends will be shocked at what I have to say. I think it is time I come clean and confess. Sort of,
 
...AND SO I OPTED NOT TO GREET YOU A HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY (851 words)
Author: azzir1Added: May 23 2012Views/Reads: 1378/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Mother knows best – an old adage I’ve been hearing since I was in preschool.
 
My Name Is E'willer (293 words)
Author: AnonymousAdded: Jun 11 2012Views/Reads: 1322/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
My mother named me E'willer, after a woman on my fathers side of the family called E'riller. I caught hell growing up with that crazy name. Then one day, not that long ago, I researched my name and discovered things I wished I had known growing up.
 
Pigs can fly, but not with me (903 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Jul 14 2012Views/Reads: 1559/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
It is time for good old Uncle George to pay up. For years, at least as long as I can remember, he always eluded everything by saying, "I'll do that when pigs fly." Or, "I'll give you $100 for that when pigs fly." My favorite might be,
 
a secret life (6000 words)
Author: AmlitaAdded: Jul 17 2012Views/Reads: 1419/764Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A lady editor of a reputed magazine secretly gives the glimpses of her childhood days. It shearly showed the rigid Indian village thinking. But the main thing that may leave a reader thinking is, was her real name prerna or rewati? And after her family’s
 
All I ever wanted to do was go fishing (907 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Jul 22 2012Views/Reads: 1545/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I just celebrated another birthday, which got me to thinking about the "good old days." You can usually tell how old a person is by how many times they refer to the "good old days," or the phrase, "when I was a youngster."
 
My humble effort at stimulating the economy (911 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Sep 03 2012Views/Reads: 2016/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
All we hear these days are complaining about the economy and nobody seems to be doing anything about it. Politicians talk about it all the time and yet do nothing creative in the area of improving our economy.
 
Would someone please call “timeout?” (907 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Sep 24 2012Views/Reads: 1401/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I just realized that summer is now over. Where in the world did it go?
 
My Final Last Words, Finally, Well Almost (907 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Sep 29 2012Views/Reads: 1384/813Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
If I heard it once, I have heard it a million times and this week was no exception. In fact, the words carelessly tumble from my lips on many occasions, some of which have been perilously near the conclusion of my sermons. Most preachers never conclude th
 
My New Year’s diet fits me to a T-shirt (897 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Jan 19 2013Views/Reads: 1398/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Personally, I sure will be glad when January is over. If confession is good for the soul, then let me have a good soul cleansing and confess that January is not my favorite month of the year.
 
As things now stand, I think I’ll sit down (902 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Jan 28 2013Views/Reads: 1293/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
One thing about me that has not changed all these years is that I refuse to waste my time on anything not important. There is too much to do in this world to waste time on unimportant things.
 
As brilliant schemes go, mine didn’t (903 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Feb 17 2013Views/Reads: 1631/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Throughout the years, I have come up with a few schemes. None of which has ever done me anything good, and yet I still spend the energy to try to come up with one that will.
 
And I thought I was confused! (901 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: May 19 2013Views/Reads: 1346/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I have concluded that life, as it stands out in the public arena, is a very confusing thing. As I watched the news and see scandal after scandal unfold and people trying to dance around the facts so that they come out looking good, I am reminded of how th
 
The many excuses of a man in midlife crisis (903 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: May 27 2013Views/Reads: 1420/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Sometimes it is best to err on the side of caution. This, however, has not always been my modus operandi down through the years. In fact, I am not very good when it comes to practicing anything, just ask the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage.
 
Okay, now I remember (906 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Jan 12 2014Views/Reads: 1199/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Memory is a beautiful thing, that is, when it is working. I must confess there are many times in which my memory is on some kind of a vacation.
 
What comes after that kiss? (908 words)
Author: GodspenmanAdded: Feb 09 2014Views/Reads: 8821/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Quite a few, if not most put a whole lot of credence into a kiss. Much can be argued in favor of this philosophy, but not from me.
 
lost hopes in the dust of refugee concentration camp (597 words)
Author: DhiblaweAdded: Sep 18 2014Views/Reads: 974/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
here is a true story about a young boy i met in one of the refugee camps in Uganda where i am apparently working with UNHCR as volunteer..he was exceedingly bright and intelligent but circumstances of life has buried him in the concentration camp......
 
life in the arid (590 words)
Author: DhiblaweAdded: Sep 21 2014Views/Reads: 986/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I was born and breed somewhere in the semi arid plains of horn of Africa
 
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