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		<title>Wait a Second</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 00:35:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michael Aulia</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A man was praying to god. He said, &#8220;God ?&#8221; God responded, &#8220;Yes?&#8221; And the Guy said, &#8221; Can I ask a question?&#8221; &#8220;Go right ahead&#8221;, God said. &#8220;God, what is a million years to you?&#8221; God said, &#8220;A million years to me is only a second.&#8221; The man wondered. Then he asked, &#8220;God, what [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-102" style="margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;" title="cloud" src="http://www.writeforgod.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/cloud.jpg" alt="cloud" width="144" height="108" />A man was praying to god.<br />
He said, &#8220;God ?&#8221;<br />
God responded, &#8220;Yes?&#8221;<br />
And the Guy said, &#8221; Can I ask a question?&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Go right ahead&#8221;, God said.</p>
<p><span id="more-14"></span>&#8220;God, what is a million years to you?&#8221;<br />
God said, &#8220;A million years to me is only a second.&#8221;<br />
The man wondered.<br />
Then he asked, &#8220;God, what is a million dollars worth to you?&#8221;<br />
God said, &#8220;A million dollars to me is a penny.&#8221;<br />
So the man said, &#8220;God can I have a penny ?&#8221;<br />
And God cheerfully said,<br />
&#8220;Sure!&#8230;&#8230;.just a second .&#8221;
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		<title>The story of a pencil</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 07:18:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michael Aulia</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point he asked: ‘Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? Is it a story about me?’ His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson: ‘I am writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-95" style="margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;" title="story of a pencil" src="http://www.writeforgod.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/story-of-a-pencil.jpg" alt="story of a pencil" width="240" height="180" />A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point he asked:</p>
<p>‘Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? Is it a story about me?’</p>
<p>His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson:</p>
<p>‘I am writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil I’m using. I hope you will be like this pencil when you grow up.’</p>
<p>Intrigued, the boy looked at the pencil. It didn’t seem very special.</p>
<p>‘But it’s just like any other pencil I’ve ever seen!’</p>
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<p>‘That depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on them, will make you a person who is always at peace with the world.’</p>
<p>‘First quality: you are capable of great things, but you must never forget that there is a hand guiding your steps. We call that hand God, and He always guides us according to His will.’</p>
<p>‘Second quality: now and then, I have to stop writing and use a sharpner. That makes the pencil suffer a little, but afterwards, he’s much sharper. So you, too, must learn to bear certain pains and sorrows, because they will make you a better person.</p>
<p>‘Third quality: the pencil always allows us to use an eraser to rub out any mistakes. This means that correcting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing; it helps to keep us on the road to justice.’</p>
<p>‘Fourth quality: what really matters in a pencil is not its wooden exterior, but the graphite inside. So always pay attention to what is happening inside you.’</p>
<p>‘Finally, the pencil’s fifth quality: it always leaves a mark. in just the same way, you should know that everything you do in life will leave a mark, so try to be conscious of that in your every action’</p>
<p><em>Source: Like the Flowing River by Paulo Coelho</em>
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