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At last I can say Hello World and express all the dream up ideals to your heart contend. Firstly though I like to welcome you to a marvelous time you are about to see and hear. My name is Kervin Bryant a student and employer of many companies I've worked for in the past years of my life.
But to get back on the right track again I am very optimistic about all things IT Technology and Science but essepecially with the art design and the beauty of sound recording. (to complete as site is underconstuction) see yah later. |
Happy Valentine, Happy Easter Merry Christmas!I am sat in a comfort of a swiddle chair memorising the good time. I ponder over the wonder of poetric emotion that capivate me and I wonder how to share yhese wise collection of poems I've gather over the years.
Want to be inspired? Check out the New Covenant Ministries webpage at www.ncmcanada.com and listen to the weekly broadcast messages. You'll be truly blessed.
This has to be the best advice I've ever heard. Please read in its entirety!
TD Jakes' "Let it go"
There are people who can walk away from you. And hear me when I tell
you this -- when people can walk away from you: let them walk. I
don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, loving
you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying attached
to you. I mean hang up the phone.
When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left. The bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made manifest that they were not for us. For had they
been of us, no doubt they would have continued with us. [1 John 2:19]
People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are
not joined to you, you can get super glue and you can't make them stay.
Let them go. And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just
means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when
people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead. You've got to know when it's dead. You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you something. I've got the gift of good bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in
good bye. It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, and I know whatever God means for me to have he'll give it to me. And if it takes
too much sweat I don't need it. Stop begging people to stay. Let them go!
LET IT GO For 2003.....
If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was
never intended for your life, then you need to.....LET IT GO!
If you are holding on to past hurts and pains.... LET IT GO!
If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your
worth...LET IT GO!
If someone has angered you..... LET IT GO!
If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge....LET IT
GO!
If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction.....LET IT
GO!
If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or
talents..... LET IT GO!
If you have a bad attitude......LET IT GO!
If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better.....LET IT
GO
If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new
level in Him...... LET IT GO!
If you are struggling with the healing of a broken
relationship....LET
IT GO!
If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to help
themselves..... LET IT GO!
If you're feeling depressed and stressed....... LET IT GO!
If there is a particular situation that you are so used to handling
yourself and God is saying "take your hands off of it," then you
need
to......LET IT GO!
Let the past be the past. Forget the former things. GOD is doing a
new thing for 2003! LET IT GO!
Get Right or Get Left...think about it, then LET IT GO!
LET Gods Love, Peace and Blessings be with you always...
"The past cannot be changed.......the future is still in your power!
"PASS ON!"
Be Richly Blessed!
To A Beautiful Person
If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning.
Whenever you want to talk, He listens.
He can live anywhere in the universe, but He chose... your heart.
Face it friend, He is crazy about you!
God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.
Send this to every "beautiful person" you wish to bless, and
return it to the person who sent it to you.
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Mon, 24 Oct 2005 04:53:46 +0000
The wrong way
As a guy was driving down the freeway, his car phone rang.
Answering, he heard his wife's voice urgently warning him, "Herman, I just heard on the news that there's a car going the wrong way on 280. Please be careful!"
"Hey!" said Herman, "It's not just one car. It's hundreds of them!"
Hazardous driving
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Hazardous driving
I tell you, men drivers are a hazard to traffic. Driving to work this morning on Highway 11 from Albert Street, I looked over to my left and there's this man in a Mustang doing 95 miles per hour with his face up next to his rear view mirror.... shaving!!!
I looked away for a couple seconds and when I looked back, he's halfway over in my lane. Scared me so bad I almost dropped my eye liner pencil in my coffee.
They don't tell me
A sweet grandmother telephoned Mount Sinai Hospital. She timidly asked, "Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is doing?"
The operator said "I'll be glad to help, Dear. What's the name and room number?"
The grandmother in her weak tremulous voice said, "Holly Finkel in room 302."
The Operator replied, "Let me check. Oh, good news. Her records say that Holly is doing very well. Her blood pressure is fine; her blood work just came back as normal and her physician, Dr. Cohen, has scheduled her to be discharged on Tuesday."
The Grandmother said, "Thank you. That's wonderful! I was so worried! God bless you for the good news."
The operator replied, "You're more than welcome. Is Holly your daughter?"
The Grandmother said, "No, I'm Holly Finkel in 302. Dr.Cohen doesn't tell me anything!"
Horse Betting
A guy was sitting quietly reading his paper when his wife walked up behind him and whacked him on the head with a magazine.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"That was for the piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Mary Lou written on it," she replied.
"Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Mary Lou was the name of one of the horses I bet on," he explained.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry," she said. "I should have known there was a good explanation."
Three days later he was watching a ballgame on TV when she walked up and hit him in the head again, this time with the iron skillet, which knocked him out cold. When he came to, he asked, "What the hell was that for?"
She replied, "Your horse called."
I tell you, men drivers are a hazard to traffic. Driving to work this morning on Highway 11 from Albert Street, I looked over to my left and there's this man in a Mustang doing 95 miles per hour with his face up next to his rear view mirror.... shaving!!!
I looked away for a couple seconds and when I looked back, he's halfway over in my lane. Scared me so bad I almost dropped my eye liner pencil in my coffee.
They don't tell me
A sweet grandmother telephoned Mount Sinai Hospital. She timidly asked, "Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is doing?"
The operator said "I'll be glad to help, Dear. What's the name and room number?"
The grandmother in her weak tremulous voice said, "Holly Finkel in room 302."
The Operator replied, "Let me check. Oh, good news. Her records say that Holly is doing very well. Her blood pressure is fine; her blood work just came back as normal and her physician, Dr. Cohen, has scheduled her to be discharged on Tuesday."
The Grandmother said, "Thank you. That's wonderful! I was so worried! God bless you for the good news."
The operator replied, "You're more than welcome. Is Holly your daughter?"
The Grandmother said, "No, I'm Holly Finkel in 302. Dr.Cohen doesn't tell me anything!"
Horse Betting
A guy was sitting quietly reading his paper when his wife walked up behind him and whacked him on the head with a magazine.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"That was for the piece of paper in your pants pocket with the name Mary Lou written on it," she replied.
"Two weeks ago when I went to the races, Mary Lou was the name of one of the horses I bet on," he explained.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry," she said. "I should have known there was a good explanation."
Three days later he was watching a ballgame on TV when she walked up and hit him in the head again, this time with the iron skillet, which knocked him out cold. When he came to, he asked, "What the hell was that for?"
She replied, "Your horse called." |
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A married couple went to the hospital to have their baby delivered. Upon their arrival, the doctor said that the hospital was testing an amazing new high-tech machine that would transfer a portion of the mother's labour pain to the baby's father.
He asked if they were willing to try it out.
Both said they were very much in favour of it.
The doctor set the pain transfer to 10 per cent for starters, explaining that even 10 per cent was probably more pain than the father had ever experienced before. But as the labour progressed, the husband felt fine and asked the doctor to go ahead and kick it up a notch.
The doctor then adjusted the machine to 20 percent pain transfer. The husband was still feeling fine. The doctor then checked the husband's blood pressure and was amazed at how well he was doing.
At this point they decided to try for 50%
The husband continued to feel quite well. Since the pain transfer was obviously helping the wife considerably, the husband encouraged the doctor to transfer ALL the pain to him.
The wife delivered a healthy baby with virtually no pain, She and her husband were ecstatic.
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When they got home, they found that their postman was dead on the porch.
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Dont let the title fool you makes for good reading this was sent to me by a white person.
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>By far the best email I've read so far....For anyone who didn't see David Letterman's take on this:(And it's a true story...) On a recent weekend in Atlantic City, a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a slot machine. She took a break from the slots for dinner with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she wanted to stash the quarters in her room. "I'll be right back and we'll go to eat", she told her husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the
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