Liebe LeserInnen,
unser heutiger Beitrag ist einer unbekannten Quelle entnommen und leider nur in englischer Sprache verfügbar.
Nehmt Euch 10 Minuten Auszeit - es lohnt sich, diese eher unbekannte Perspektive einzunehmen...
So könnt Ihr auch gleich Eure Englischkenntnisse aufbessern :-)
Mit besten Grüßen in die frische Woche grüßen
Rainer & Kerstin.
One day, people invited Billy Graham to a luncheon in his honour. Billy initially hesitated to accept the invitation, because he struggles with Parkinson's desease. But the people said, "We don't expect a major address. Just come and let us honour you." So he agreed.
Einstein was once traveling from Princeton on a train when the conductor came down the aisle, punching the tickets of every passenger. When he came to Einstein
he reached in his vest pocket and couldn't find his ticket, so he reached in his trouser pockets. It wasn't there.
He looked in his briefcase but couldn't find it. Then he looked in the seat beside him. He still couldn't find it.
"The conductor said, 'Dr. Einstein, I know who you are. We all know who you are. I'm sure you bought a ticket. Don't worry about it.'
"Einstein nodded appreciatively. The conductor continued down the aisle punching tickets.
As he was ready to move to the next car, he turned around and saw the great physicist down on his hands and knees looking under his seat for his ticket.
As he was ready to move to the next car, he turned around and saw the great physicist down on his hands and knees looking under his seat for his ticket.
"The conductor rushed back and said, 'Dr. Einstein, Dr. Einstein, don't worry, I know who you are; no problem. You don't need a ticket. I'm sure you bought one.'
Einstein looked at him and said, "Young man, I too, know who I am. What I don't know is where I'm going.”
Having said that Billy Graham continued, "See the suit I'm wearing? It's a brand new suit. My children, and my grandchildren are telling me I've gotten a little slovenly in my old age. I used to be a bit more fastidious. So I went out and bought a new suit for this luncheon and one more occasion. You know what that occasion is? This is the suit in which I'll be buried. But when you hear I'm dead, I don't want you to immediately remember the suit I'm wearing. I want you to remember this:
"I not only know who I am. I also know where I'm going. May your troubles be less, your blessings more, and may nothing but happiness, come through your door.
Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point."
