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 +====== Just a Thought ======
 +I have in my hands two boxes, which God gave me to hold.\\ ​
 +He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black box,​\\ ​
 +and all your joys in the gold."​\\ ​
 +I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,​\\  ​
 +both my joys and sorrows I stored,​\\ ​
 +but though the gold became heavier each day,​\\  ​
 +the black was as light as before.\\ ​
 +With curiosity, I opened the black, I wanted to find out why,​\\  ​
 +and I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,​\\  ​
 +which my sorrows had fallen out by.\\ 
 +I showed the hole to God, and mused,​\\  ​
 +"I wonder where my sorrows could  be!"​\\ ​
 +He smiled a gentle smile and said,​\\  ​
 +"My child, they'​re all here with me.."​\\ ​
 +I asked God why He gave me the boxes,​\\  ​
 +why the gold and the black with  the hole?​\\ ​  
 +"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,​\\  ​
 +the black is for  you to let go."​\\ ​
 +A well-known speaker started off his lecture by holding up a £20 note and asked, 'Who would like this £20 note?' ​  Hands started going up. 
 +He said, 'I am going to give this £20 to one of you but first, let me do this.  He proceeded to crumple up the £20 note and then asked, '​Who ​
 +still wants it?' ​ Still the hands went up in the air.   Well, he replied, 'What if I do this?' ​ He dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.  He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. ​ 'Now, who still wants it?' ​   Still the hands went into the air. 
 +My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. ​ No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. ​  It was still worth £20.
 +Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way.   We feel as though we are worthless. ​ But no matter what has 
 +happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. ​ Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who LOVE you.  The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by WHO WE ARE and WHOSE WE ARE. You are special.
 +Maybe . . We were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. 
 +Maybe . . . When the door of happiness closes, another opens; but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don't even see the new one which has been opened for us. 
 +===== From the Registers =====
 +|28th August|Peter Watkins, 84 yrs|cremation at Yeovil followed by Thanksgiving service at Barrington.|
 +|1st September|John Harper & Leah Cook|joined in Holy Matrimony at Shepton Beauchamp.|
 +|8th September|Philip Stubbings & Virginie Bahnik|joined in Holy Matrimony at Dowlish Wake|
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