B says – Woman is Beautiful Gift

C says – Woman is great source of Comfort

D says – Woman has a sweet Dialect

E says – Eastern or Western, woman is the Worthy

F says – Woman is central Figure of Family

G says – Woman always glitters with the rays of her Partner

H says – Woman has Holy Spirits

I says – Woman has basic institution in her Lap

J says – Woman is a Full of Joy

K says – Woman is Head of Kisses

L says – Woman is Lovely Thing

M says – Woman is symbol of Modesty

N says – Nails increase the Beauty of Woman

O says – Woman is an Pretty Ornament

P says – Woman is Princess

Q says – Woman is Queen

R says – Woman is Rare Gift

S says – Woman is a main source of survival the Human Being

T says – Woman has true Spirits of Love

U says – Woman is an Peaceful Umbrella

V says – Woman is valley of Love

W says – Woman is Wafer

X says – Woman has Sweet Kisses

Y says – Woman is your Jewelery

Z says – Woman has a great Zeal..

river. During most of the day the bridge sat

with its length running up and down the river

paralleled with the banks, allowing ships to

pass thru freely on both sides of the bridge.

But at certain times each day, a train would

come along and the bridge would be turned

sideways across the river, allowing a train to

cross it.

A switchman sat in a small shack on one side of

the river where he operated the controls to

turn the bridge and lock it into place as the

train crossed. One evening as the switchman was

waiting for the last train of the day to come,

he looked off into the distance thru the

dimming twilight and caught sight of the

trainlights. He stepped to the control and

waited until the train was within a prescribed

distance when he was to turn the bridge. He

turned the bridge into position, but, to his

horror, he found the locking control did not

work. If the bridge was not securely in

position it would wobble back and forth at the

ends when the train came onto it, causing the

train to jump the track and go crashing into

the river. This would be a passenger train with

many people aboard.

He left the bridge turned across the river, and

hurried across the bridge to the other side of

the river where there was a lever switch he

could hold to operate the lock manually. He

would have to hold the lever back firmly as the

train crossed. He could hear the rumble of the

train now, and he took hold of the lever and

leaned backward to apply his weight to it,

locking the bridge. He kept applying the

pressure to keep the mechanism locked. Many

lives depended on this man’s strength.

Then, coming across the bridge from the

direction of his control shack, he heard a

sound that made his blood run cold. “Daddy,

where are you?” His four-year-old son was

crossing the bridge to look for him. His first

impulse was to cry out to the child, “Run!

Run!” But the train was too close; the tiny

legs would never make it across the bridge in

time. The man almost left his lever to run and

snatch up his son and carry him to safety.

But he realized that he could not get back to

the lever. Either the people on the train or

his little son must die. He took a moment to

make his decision. The train sped safely and

swiftly on its way, and no one aboard was even

aware of the tiny broken body thrown

mercilessly into the river by the onrushing

train. Nor were they aware of the pitiful

figure of the sobbing man, still clinging

tightly to the locking lever long after the

train had passed.

They did not see him walking home more slowly

than he had ever walked: to tell his wife how

their son had brutally died.

Now if you comprehend the emotions which went

this man’s heart, you can begin to understand

the feelings of our Father in Heaven when He

sacrificed His Son to bridge the gap between us

and eternal life. Can there be any wonder that

He caused the earth to tremble and the skies to

darken when His Son died? How does He feel when

we speed along thru life without giving a

thought to what was done for us thru His Son.

I am sitting by the Lord.
His Majesty at His Throne.
This place is all glittering, beyond Stars.
It´s Heaven, just like when you were born.

I miss you, my child!!
I´d like to wipe your tears away,
For what we´ll see each other, one day.
So, no more tears, I should say.

From the daybreak of birth,
To the frontier of death,
You and I had the Bond of belonging.
My child, my heart sparkles a sense of longing,
Since the last time I saw your eyes.

Golden songs, bright Angels play.
The moonlight reflects upon the bay.
The gentle breeze softly touches the trees.
The morning dew moistens the leaves.

The majestic views of God´s Creation
Are all at my feet.
I´ll be here, when you and I´d meet.
Until then, I´ll be gone in the mist.