The Olympic High Diver

An Olympic gold-medalist high-diving champion was once plagued qith insomnia.
As he tossed and turned upon his bed, he began thinking deeply about the success he had attained in his field. He meditated on the gold medals he had won. To his dismay he realized that his success had not achieved what he had hoped. The excitement of winning, the photographers, the medals, and the fame had given him some sense of pleasure, but the fact of death awaiting him left him with a complete sense of futility.
He rose from the bed and made his way to his diving pool. Because of a full moon, he didn't even bother to turn the lights on. As he climbed the high diving board, he watched his shadow cast by the moonlight on the far wall. The routine had become so commonplace to him that he could confidently walk that board in the semi-darkness.
At the end of the diving board, he prepared for the dive. He placed his feet together, then pulled his arms up to a horizontal position. As he did so, his eyes caught a glimpse of his shadow on the far wall. All he could see was a perfect cross. His mind immediately raced back to his Sunday school days: "God commends his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us" (Romans 5:8). All of a sudden he felt unclean as he considered the Commandments he had broken. THe sinless Son of God had come to pay the penalty for his sins. With tears in his eyes, the great athlete turned around, slowly made his way down to the bottom of the diving board, fell to his knees, and yielded his life to Jesus Christ. He was able to go back to bed and sleep peacefully.
In the morning he arose with a new sense of forgiveness of his sins. He made his way back to the pool, but to his utter astonishment, it was completely empty! The previous evening, the caretaker had emptied it and was just beginning the process of refilling.

Quote of the post: "The only thing achieved without effort is failure"
Song of the post: That's My Job by Conway Twitty

An atheist professor was teaching a college class when he told the class that he was going to prove that there is no God.

He said, "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you 15 minutes!" Ten minutes went by. He kept taunting God, saying, "Here I am, God. I'm still waiting."He got down to the last couple of minutes when a Marine, just released aftera year of combat duty in Iraq, and newly registered in the class,walked up to the professor, hit him full force in the face, and sent him flying from his platform.

The professor struggled up, obviously shaken and yelled, "What's the matter with you? Why did you do that?"The Marine replied, "God's a little busy watching over my buddies in Iraq;He sent me with His reply

The New Convert

A new convert was reading his Bible when he called out, WOW! Praise the Lord! A liberal minister heard him, and asked him what the noise was about. The young Christian replied with great enthusiasm, This is incredible. It says here that God performed a miracle of deliverance by opening up the Red Sea for the Jews to march through! The minister replied, Owing to tidal patterns around that time of year, the Red sea was a swamp that was only three inches deep.
Somewhat subdued, the young man continued reading, but soon exclaimed, WOW! Praise the Lord! Whats the matter now asked the minister. To which the Christian replied, "God has just drowned the whole Egyptian army in three inches of water!"

I found that little story in my Bible and thought I should share it with you all.

Quote of the post: "Failure is not necessarily missing the target, but aiming too low."
Song of the post: "Three Wooden Crosses" by Randy Travis"