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Home is where the heart is. Many use this often quoted quote. From being a title of a patriotic national song to political campaign slogans, this quote will never go old. However, one may question the underlying meaning to this phrase. What is home? What would be where my heart is? Is home where I live, or where I spend my time? Is home a place I spend the night, or the place where I am most comfortable?

 

 

What is home? Home, to me, is a place one knows one can always return to, each and every day. It is a sanctuary, a refuge from a hostile world where one may take refuge. Home to me, is a peaceful retreat where I can happily spend the day, be it idling about or doing something constructive. Home is an escape from the pressures and nuances of today’s modern society.

 

 

Home is an area of expression, a locale of locution. Liberated from the constraints of the outside world, a person can express oneself without having to be judged by every passerby, secure from the prying eyes of the general public. How would you feel if you were attempting to compose a song, yet had a thousand people watching you, trying to “correct” you in the way they think would be right? Definitely you would rather do this in a quiet comfortable place, which you would call home!

 

 

Home is a place filled with close friends and familiars. It is a place where a person would feel as if he belonged, completely. Home would be a place where one had friends with common interests at heart, yet just enough conflict to provoke meaningful debate and discussion. Home is a place with people who can give you physical, mental and spiritual support to guide you through life.

 

 

A good example of a home to me would be my church. It is a place of comfort and peace, a place with close friends and where meaningful relationships are forged. It is a place of common interests, in beliefs, in views, yet different in opinion to allow meaningful debate. It is a place secure from outside influence, where communication and expression is encouraged. It is a place with spiritual bastions and advisors to give help to those having problems in life. It is, to me, a second home.

 

In conclusion, a home is a place you feel where you belong. Literally, where your heart is.

 

 

Chris

 

 

 

Print and paste where you can see it....you will feel much smarter(hopefully).

 

 

 

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Good Read:

 

About a century or two ago, the Pope decided that all the Chinese had to

leave Italy. Naturally there was a big uproar from the Chinese

community.

 

So the Pope made a deal. He would have a religious debate with a member

of the Chinese community. If the Chinese win, they could stay. If the

Pope wins, the Chinese would leave.

 

The Chinese realized that they had no other choice. So they picked a

middle-aged man named Ah Peh to represent them.

 

Ah Peh asked for one condition to be added to the debate. "To make it

more interesting", he said, "neither side would be allowed to talk".

 

The Pope agreed. The day of the great debate came. Ah Peh and the Pope

sat opposite each other for a full minute.

 

Then the Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers. Ah Peh looked

back at him and raised one finger. The Pope waved his fingers in a

circle around his head. Ah Peh pointed to the ground at where he sat.

The Pope pulled out a loaf and a glass of wine. Ah Peh pull out an

apple.

 

The Pope stood up and said: "I give up. This man is too good. The

Chinese can stay."

 

An hour later, the cardinals were all around The Pope asking him what

happened?. The Pope said, "first I held up three fingers to represent

the holy trinity. He responded by holding up one finger to remind me

that there was still one God common to both our religions."

 

"Then I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around

us."

He responded by pointing to the ground and showing that God was also

right here with us."

 

"I pulled out the wine and loaf to show that God absolves all sin. He

showed me an apple to remind us of the original sin. He had an answer

for everything.

 

What could I do?"

 

 

Meanwhile, the Chinese community had crowded around Ah Peh.

"What happened?" they asked.

 

"Well," said Ah Peh, "First he indicated to me that all Chinese had 3

days to get out of here. I replied to him to piss off and not one of us was leaving." "Then he pointed that this whole city would be cleared of

Chinese. I showed him that we are staying right here."

 

"Yes, and then???" asked the crowd. "I don't know", said Ah Peh, "He

took out his lunch, and I took out  mine."

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The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.
My confession:

 

I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are: Christmas trees.

 

It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, "Merry Christmas" to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu. If people want a crche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.

 

I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.

 

Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to.

 

In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.

 

Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this happen?" (regarding Katrina) Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are,but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?"
In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK.
Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK.

 

Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK.

 

Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.

 

Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."

 

Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.�Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing. Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.

 

Are you laughing?

 

Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it.

 

Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us.

 

Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it... no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in.

 

 

My Best Regards.
Honestly and respectfully,

 

Ben Stein

 

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