Would you stand up for Jesus?


If you would stand up for Jesus Christ please write and post that you would here, in my blog. Did you know that 98% of kids would say they would stand up for Jesus Christ, BUT ONLY 2% did! Here is a story that I saw on the news(that I enhanced a little, but the facts are all true!-

At a school in a place a while away there was a sweet little girl, who enjoyed school ever so much. But one day a fire alarm went off, and a gunman entered the school. The little girl was in the bathroom at the time, and having been gone the day they taught what to do if a gunman came into the school, she ran out of the bathroom to see what was going on. She ran back to her classroom, but her teacher and classmates weren't there, the whole school had been evacuated 10 seconds earlier. She fought back tears,"They left me!" she wailed then ran into her teachers space. She hid under her teacher's desk.
Once the gunman heard the wail he searched for the child, and found her behind a desk weeping. For a moment he even felt sorry for the child. When he looked at her tear stained face, he saw fear, and he had a flash back of when he had begun to know Jesus, it was wonderful, and he remebered whenever he was with Jesus he never was afraid like the little girl was now. But he tore those thoughts away and remembered how Jesus had abandoned him(which he never had, drugs and alchohol had taken Jesus away from him) Anger built up inside himself and then he asked, "Do you believe in Jesus Christ?"
She looked up at him with bright blue eyes, clouded with tears and said, "Yes," not thinking of the consequenses. Just saying what she believed what was and is the truth. He shot her then and there. The poor girl lay grasping at the air, struggling to fill her lungs, and with her last dying breath she called, "Jesus loves me this I know, for the bibl......," and with that, she died.

The End

Have you ever stood up for Jesus? Have you ever turned him away? Well this little girl knew what some of us may never know, even though we might be 10, 12 years older than she. She knew that God was a faithful, loving, compassionate, great, wonderful, amazing, unbelievebly, unconsequently, wowing, super, caring, glorifing God, that she loved, and now as you know, was NOT afraid to show it. What have you done to stand up for Jesus Christ?- SingSongGirl

Seriously guys need to act like this!


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> This is very cute! And even written by a guy!
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> You might agree with it, but when it actually happens 99% of girls don't realize it 'til it is too late and that guy who did it is so frustrated that he has moved on to someone who will take notice.
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> From a guys point of view:
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> We don't care if you talk to other guys.
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> We don't care if you're friends with other guys.
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> But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him without even introducing us, yeah, it ticks us off.
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> It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.
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> We don't care if a guy calls you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.
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> Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till he morning.
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> Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.
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> Don't tell us we're wrong.We'll stop trying to convince you.
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> The stupidest thing about a girl is confidence.
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> Yeah, you can quote me.
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> Don't be mad when we hold the door open.
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> Take Advantage of the mood im in.
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> LET US PAY FOR YOU! DON'T 'FEEL BAD'
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> We enjoy doing it.
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> It's expected.
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> Smile and say 'thank you.'
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> Kiss us when no one's watching.
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> If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.
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> You don't have to get dressed up for us.
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> If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.
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> We like you for WHO you are and not WHAT you are.
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> Honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's or my t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up.
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> Don't take everything we say seriously.
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> Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
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> Don't get angry easily.
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> Stop using magazines/media as your bible.
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> Don't talk about how hott Morris Chesnutt, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.
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> Whatever happened to the word 'handsome'/'beautiful'.
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> I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with 'Hey handsome!' instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie or whatever else you can think of.
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> On the other hand im not sayin i wouldn't like it ether.
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> Girls: I cannot stress this enough: IF YOU AREN'T BEING TREATED RIGHT BY A GUY, DON'T WAIT FOR HIM TO CHANGE. DITCH HIS SORRY DISGRACE-TO-THE-MALE-POPULATION BUTT, AND FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL TREAT YOU WITH UTTER RESPECT
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> Someone who will honor your morals.
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> Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.
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> Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.
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> Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.
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> Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say 'i love you' ..........AND ACTUALLY MEAN IT!
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> *****Give the nice guys a chance*****
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> Holdin Hands- Girls : If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.
> Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once.
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> Cuddling- Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold.
> Guys : Automatically move closer to her.
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> Movies- Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder
> Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.
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> Loving each other- Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into
> her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... And
> mean it.
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> Laying below the stars- Girls : When you're both laying under the stars,
> put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady
> heart beat
> Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers. Now
> make a wish about something you would like to happen Between you and your
> crush....
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> guys: no grabbing!!!
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> Stop!! Stop!! Stop!! Stop!!
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> If you havent stoped.Seriously stop!
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> Guys repost this if you agree.
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> Girls repost this if you think it's cute.
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> Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this, so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this

This is so touching!

I almost cried and I never cry at sad things

I got this from someone else:



TARGET IS A SAD PLACE


I found this somewhere,very sad

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.



The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.



The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."



Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny,

are you sure I don't have enough money?''



The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''



Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.



The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.



Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.



"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.



She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."



I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.



But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."



His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''



My heart nearly stopped.



The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."



Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."



"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."



Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.



I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check

again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''



"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.



The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"



Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''



"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''



"My mommy loves white roses."



A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.



I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.



I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.



Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young

woman and a little girl.



The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical

state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the

life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.



Was this the family of the little boy?



Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.



I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.



She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.



I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is

still, to this day, hard to imagine.



And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.



Now you have 2 choices:



1) Repost this message, or



2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.