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Mary A. Osborne

Mary A. Osborne's Journal
Mary A. Osborne's Journal
December 10, 2015

A Motherís Touching Way of Teaching

Children will inevitably make mistakes during their growth. In the face of these problems, parents shall calm down and shall not jump to conclusions and criticize them immediately. We shall first ask children several questions and let them know what is right and what is wrong.
Recently, outside the door of McDonald, a mother was talking to her little boy, “Mom drank your yogurt without telling you. Do you feel wronged?” The boy nodded tearfully. Then the mother continued with a gentle but serious tone, not in anger, “You took the whole roll of toilet paper, so the aunt who cleans the toilet will hold herself responsible for your mistake. Will she feel wronged?” The boy blushed and nodded. Meanwhile, the mother took out a box of yogurt and said, “Mom is sorry. Mom shouldn’t have drunk your yogurt without telling you. Now I return a new one to you. But what shall you do to that aunt?” The little boy was at a loss, “I don’t know.” “Mom believes that you will find out a solution. Think and find it out.” A while later, the perplexed boy’s face shone and he said, “Could I give aunt my favorite lollipop?” Then the mother and boy went to a shop nearby and bought a pack of lollipop. The mother encouraged the boy to give the lollipops to the aunt personally. Hesitating for a second, he went into McDonald. The boy tried to arouse the attention of busy waiters, but as he was small and with thin voice, his efforts failed. His mother stood outside the door looking at the boy’s efforts. After a while, a manager noticed the boy and asked if he needed help. The boy told the manager that he came to say sorry to the aunt, because he wasted the whole roll of toilet paper for fun. And he asked whether the aunt would forgive him if he gave her his favorite lollipops as an apology gift. The manager, aware of the boy’s mother who was standing outside the door, accepted his apology gift with a big smile and thanked him. Shining smile arose on the boy’s face at once. He turned back and ran to his mum happily.
This mother didn’t rebuke or scold her child when she knew he wasted the whole roll of toilet paper, but let him know it was wrong to do so, which would harm both others and himself. And then, she gave a box of yogurt to boy in return and confessed her mistake in his face, teaching her child that it doesn’t matter that he makes a mistake, but he needs to admit, apologize, and bear the responsibility for it: apologizing, compensating, and getting others to forgive you by himself. In the whole course, the mother didn’t do it for her son but encouraged her son to bravely face up to his mistake and look for a way to solve it. After this experience, the boy must learn a lot from it, which benefits his whole life. Many net friends compliment the mother greatly: “Do a good job!” “Well-done. But I can’t do it sometimes!” “A responsible boy. He will still be good in future.”

December 7, 2015

Why Canít Some People Feel Godís Existence?

One day, a man went to a barber shop for a haircut. During the haircut, he had a cheerful chat with the barber.
Later, they came up with the topic of whether God exists.
The barber said, “I don’t believe there’s God in the world.”
The man asked, “Why?”
The barber said, “It’s simple. As long as you take a walk on the street, you’ll know there’s no God. Tell me, if there is God, why are there so many people getting sick and so many orphans losing their parents? If there is God, there will be no sufferings and disasters in the world. The loving God will not allow these things to happen.”
The man was quite sure of the real existence of God in his heart, but he didn’t argue with the barber. God’s existence needn’t to be disputed, for it’s an indisputable fact.
He stayed clam through the haircut, and after that, he left that shop.
On the street, he saw a man with shoulder-length hair and stubbly cheeks. Then, he went back to the barbershop and said to the barber, “I find barbers don’t exist.”
The barber, upon hearing his word, cried with a loud voice, “What nonsense you’re talking about! I am a barber. I am here! I gave you a haircut just now. Why did you forget it so quickly?”
The custom said in a calm tone, “There are no barbers in the world, because if there’re, on the street there will be men who wear long hair and long stubble.”
The barber said, “Totally unreasonable! There’re barbers of course. The problem is that man doesn’t come to me to get his hair cut.”
The man continued, “You’re absolutely right in saying that!”
He continued in a approving voice, “This is where the problem lies. God exists indeed. Only man doesn’t seek Him. So, in the world there’re so many sufferings and disasters.”
Man feels that God doesn’t exist, because they never try to find God or understand God, and their heart never accepts God. This is why they can’t feel God’s existence. So if one wants to understand God, he has to take it upon himself to seek God, draw near to God with his heart and honesty, and carefully experience the people, occurrences, and things God arranges for you every day.

December 7, 2015


I'm glad to be a member of this forum ,this is a good place for sharing our viewpoints about something ,and also sharing what you see and hear ,no matter whether is good or not.
we can discuss with each other if you disagree with mine. we should respect others even if we disagree with them.

November 22, 2015

Believe you!

It is normal that you feel a little nervous.But believe you can do it.Carry on .

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