by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Sep 16, 2012 | Nusahati
A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read “Puppies For Sale.” Signs like that have a way of attracting small children, and sure enough, a little boy appeared under the store owner’s sign. “How much are you going to sell the...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Sep 12, 2012 | Nusahati
Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Sep 10, 2012 | Nusahati
Mark was walking home from school one day when he noticed the boy ahead of him had tripped and dropped all of the books he was carrying, along with two sweaters, a baseball bat, a glove and a small tape recorder. Mark knelt down and helped the boy pick up the...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Sep 5, 2012 | Nusahati
“A son and his father were walking on the mountains. Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: “AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: “AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Curious, he yells:...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Sep 2, 2012 | Nusahati
Grandfather was an elder Cherokee Native American who had a wrinkled, nut brown face and kind dark eyes. His grandson often came in the evening to sit on his knee and ask the many questions that children ask. One day the grandson came to his grandfather with a look of...
by Taripar Doly, S.E., M.M. | Aug 30, 2012 | Nusahati
A servant of God on furlough told the following true story while visiting his home chapel in Michigan: ”While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled by bicycle through the jungle to a nearby city for supplies. This was a journey...
