Month: February 2012

George was 12 years old and rather shy, and he was a bit scared of Mr Franks so it took him a couple of weeks before he could get up the courage to go and speak to him.

Mr Franks saw George standing in his shed doorway; “What do you want boy” he said peering over the top of his glasses.. “I wondered whether you might lend me your Brace and Bit” asked George. “What do you want it for”? . “I want to put up a shelf I’ve got in my shed” George replied. Continue reading “Do It To Others And You Do It To God.”

I have no idea of the authenticity of this story, but it seems that a couple were seated in a restaurant and could not fail to hear the conversation at the next table, as two people were describing their holiday to their friends..

The Cathedral was wonderful, they said, but the thing that took our eye was the main stained glass window, it was more beautiful than we had ever seen before and our guide told us a wonderful story of how it came to be built. Continue reading “Tales of a Master Craftsman”

A true story that I shared a few years ago. He was a pick-pocket, and worked mainly in Hyde Park, London. Each day he would stroll through the park looking for an opportunity to steal from someone.

His hands were well experienced at removing the contents of pockets and bags and slipping what ever he found into his own pocket or bag. Every so often he would return to his rented room and throw all he had taken into a draw, and then go out for more pickings. At the end of the day after a meal he would take the contents of the draw and sort things into little heaps according to the value of what he thought he could make on each item.

One day he looked at a little book he had stolen; it didn’t seem to have any value at all, it was a pocket size New Testament, he threw it against the wall in disgust, and worked on the other things. During the night, unknown to him the little book slipped down between the wall and the bed. Continue reading “Courage to Ask”