Abby Li's Dad

For almost six years (1996 to 2002), I sent out a weekly email to my friends. This blog serves as an archive for those emails. The entries starting in May 2006 are my personal reflections on life as a father to Abby, a husband to Melissa, and everything else.

Monday, February 02, 1998

Humor 2/2/98: I'll have sprite, thank you!!!!

Hey,

I hope your weekend went well. I had a great time at Congress '98, this
huge Christian conference here in Boston. Over 10,000 people gathered
here for speaker sessions, workshops, sing, fellowship, etc. I learned
a great deal, and will slowly digest what I've learned, and try to apply
the lessons learned.

This week's humor email comes from Dave Shim. I thought it especially
appropriate because many of my friends are expecting the birth of their
child any day now, or just gave birth recently. I also decided to
include, from now on, my favorite story from the Chicken Soup for the
Soul series. Enjoy!

For those of you in the Boston area, here are some things that are going
on. Richard and I decided to move our group ballroom dancing event from
February 21st to sometime in March. This will be the last event for a
while, and we want to allow more time to elapse from our previous
event. Also, everyone is really busy in February. This Friday, our
young adult group will have a potluck. It should be really fun and
you're all invited. This Saturday, Richard and I are planning to get a
group of people together to watch the new Chow Yun-Fat movie,
"Replacement Killers", with Mira Sorvino. John Woo is the producer. If
you're interested, please let me know whether you prefer to watch a late
afternoon show and then have dinner, or have dinner and then watch the
show. As details firm up, I'll send an email later this week.

Have a great week!

-Josh.
______________________________________

Four expectant fathers were in Minneapolis hospital waiting room, while
their wives were in labor. The nurse comes in and tells the first man,
"Congratulations, You're the father of twins." "What a coincidence" the
man exclaims. "I work for the Minnesota Twins baseball team."

The nurse returns a short while later and tells the second man, "You are
the father of triplets." "Wow, what a coincidence" he replies. "I work
for the 3M Corporation."

When the nurse comes again, she tells the third man that his wife has
given birth to quadruplets. "Another coincidence, I work for the Four
Seasons Hotel."

At this point, the fourth guy faints. When he comes to, the others ask
what's wrong. "What's wrong? I work for Seven-Up."
_______________________________________

Say a Prayer

I was taking my usual morning walk when a garbage truck

pulled up beside me. I thought the driver was going to ask
for
directions. Instead, he showed me a picture of a cute little

five-year-old boy. "This is my grandson, Jeremiah," he said.

"He's on a life-support system at a Phoenix hospital."
Thinking
he would next ask for a contribution to his hospital bills,
I
reached for my wallet. But he wanted something more than
money.
He said, "I'm asking everybody I can to say a prayer for
him.
Would you say one for him, please?" I did. And my problems
didn't
seem like much that day.

By Bob Westenberg
from Chicken Soup for the Surviving Soul
Copyright 1996 by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Patty
Aubery
& Nancy Mitchell, R.N.

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