Know the Shocking Unexplained Mysteries as Well as Paranormal Incidences at Profiling the Unexplained
November 12, 2009 by admin
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Vikram Kumar asked:
Humans are no doubt the most important creation of God. They are known for their intelligence and are regarded as the one who are in a position to do anything they want. It is often considered that nothing is impossible for humans. Humans are no doubt the most powerful creations who are capable to even destroy the whole world. Thus it looks like they are in a position to control everything but is it true?
Generally it be termed as true, but there are several unexplained mysteries as well as the paranormal incidences that make this sentence false.
History is said to have covered several things in its heart. There are several unexplained mysteries that compel one to believe that there is something even more powerful than humans.
There are several paranormal incidences that are enough to make one think about the life that is not visible in the eyes of normal man. The site by name of Profiling the Unexplained is created with a purpose to throw light on the other world. The purpose of its creation is to make one familiar about the topics of the paranormal as well as the unexplained mysteries.
There are several pages included in the site from where you can have the interesting information on several aspects that are paranormal as well as you can also have information on UFO’s as well as on unexplained mysteries and worth to mention several cases.
There are several incidences mentioned that are enough to make you bite your nails. The best part is that there are not just stories rather they are the incidences that carry some sort of proof with them. If you are interested in knowing about the unsolved crime cases, then too it is the perfect site meant for you. In order to increase the interest of the user, the site is built so as to include the cases or things not just from one place or country rather from all over the world.
It is a fact that internet is an ocean so there are abundant of materials related to the matter available on it just like what is published in the site. Then what is so important in this site?
The answer to this question is that this site is itself an ocean for the information and incidences related to unexplained mysteries as well as the paranormal incidences. In addition it contains the incidences that have some evidences associated with them for example the Unexplained Mysteries of the Miracles of Lourdes is there on the site with full description as well as the story. In order to add importance of the incidence even the facts are included so as to make the incident as real as possible.
Unlike other sites, where the motive is just to put any content and attract visitors this site is produced in order to make people truly aware of the cases that happened in the past and that have some sort of importance associated with them. There are several posts, articles as well as forums so as to have enormous views on the topic.
With the help of forums it is easy to have thousands of views on the topic so as to judge the relevance of the post. In addition, there is also facility of live chat available with the site so as to make one know the query for every doubt.
Humans are no doubt the most important creation of God. They are known for their intelligence and are regarded as the one who are in a position to do anything they want. It is often considered that nothing is impossible for humans. Humans are no doubt the most powerful creations who are capable to even destroy the whole world. Thus it looks like they are in a position to control everything but is it true?
Generally it be termed as true, but there are several unexplained mysteries as well as the paranormal incidences that make this sentence false.
History is said to have covered several things in its heart. There are several unexplained mysteries that compel one to believe that there is something even more powerful than humans.
There are several paranormal incidences that are enough to make one think about the life that is not visible in the eyes of normal man. The site by name of Profiling the Unexplained is created with a purpose to throw light on the other world. The purpose of its creation is to make one familiar about the topics of the paranormal as well as the unexplained mysteries.
There are several pages included in the site from where you can have the interesting information on several aspects that are paranormal as well as you can also have information on UFO’s as well as on unexplained mysteries and worth to mention several cases.
There are several incidences mentioned that are enough to make you bite your nails. The best part is that there are not just stories rather they are the incidences that carry some sort of proof with them. If you are interested in knowing about the unsolved crime cases, then too it is the perfect site meant for you. In order to increase the interest of the user, the site is built so as to include the cases or things not just from one place or country rather from all over the world.
It is a fact that internet is an ocean so there are abundant of materials related to the matter available on it just like what is published in the site. Then what is so important in this site?
The answer to this question is that this site is itself an ocean for the information and incidences related to unexplained mysteries as well as the paranormal incidences. In addition it contains the incidences that have some evidences associated with them for example the Unexplained Mysteries of the Miracles of Lourdes is there on the site with full description as well as the story. In order to add importance of the incidence even the facts are included so as to make the incident as real as possible.
Unlike other sites, where the motive is just to put any content and attract visitors this site is produced in order to make people truly aware of the cases that happened in the past and that have some sort of importance associated with them. There are several posts, articles as well as forums so as to have enormous views on the topic.
With the help of forums it is easy to have thousands of views on the topic so as to judge the relevance of the post. In addition, there is also facility of live chat available with the site so as to make one know the query for every doubt.
From Credit-man to God’s-man: Believe, Love and Make Friends. – This is not About Credit Repair, Credit Score, Credit Repair, Id Fraud or Mortgage
Mike Samadi asked:
Doesn’t matter who you are, first you are a human. God’s creation, and God’s gift to the world. Whether you believe in him or not, we are all brought to this world (born) to serve our purpose, to live and experience the ups and downs of life, to cry and laugh, to share the same with others. You know that this life’s eternity is not promised to anyone. What we do on earth is the reflection of how we want to be treated. As we leave this world, some of us want to be remembered for our good deeds and some may not want to be remembered at all. The choices are yet our own.
Whether you believe in God or not, whatever your goal in life is, I hope the article below puts tears of JOY, LOVE and HOPE in your eyes, heart and mind. I hope it pushes you closer to your friends and brighten your days as you’ll do the same for others. My repeated message has been “Do to others as you want to be done to you.”
The following article has no mention of finances, credit repair or credit score. It is all about you, the God’s creation and your love for another human being.
Best of luck.
Mike Samadi
THE OLD FISHERMAN
Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore . We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out-patients at the Clinic.
One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. “Why, he’s hardly taller than my eight-year-old,” I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body.
But the appalling thing was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw Yet, his voice was pleasant as he said, “Good evening. I’ve come to see if you’ve a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there’s no bus ’till morning.”
He told me he’d been hunting for a room since noon but with no success; no one seemed to have a room. “I guess it’s my face. I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments…”
For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: “I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning.” I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch.
I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were ready, I asked the old man if he would join us. “No thank you. I have plenty” And he held up a brown paper bag.
When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn’t take a long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her five children and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury.
He didn’t tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was prefaced with thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked God for giving him the strength to keep going.
At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children’s room for him. When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded, and the little man was out on the porch.
He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, “Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment?
I won’t put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair.” He paused a moment and then added, “Your children made me feel at home. Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don’t seem to mind.” I told him he was welcome to come again.
And on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning. As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they’d be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4 a.m. , and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us.
In the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden.
Other times we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk three miles to mail these and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly precious.
When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made after he left that first morning. “Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!”
Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice but, oh! If only they could have known him, perhaps their illness would have been easier to bear. I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude to God.
Recently I was visiting a friend who has a greenhouse. As she showed me her flowers, we came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought to myself, “If this were my plant, I’d put it in the loveliest container I had!”
My friend changed my mind. “I ran short of pots,” she explained, “and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn’t mind starting out in this old pail. It’s just for a little while, till I can put it out in the garden.”
She must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such a scene in heaven. There’s an especially beautiful one, “God might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. “He won’t mind starting in this small body.”
All this happened long ago — and now, in God’s garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand.
The LORD does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.”
Friends are very special. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear and they share a word of praise. Show your friends how much you care.
Pass this on, and brighten someone’s day.
Nothing will happen if you do not decide to pass it along.
The only thing that will happen if you do pass it on is that someone might smile (or cry like I did…)~ because of you!
**********************************************************************************
Friends are special Hugs from GOD!
The Author of “the Old Fisherman” is someone other than Mike Samadi. They have no affiliations
Any questions? Go to Q & A of www.MasterCreditRepair.net, read and post. Go to the “Comment” page and post your story or comment.
Doesn’t matter who you are, first you are a human. God’s creation, and God’s gift to the world. Whether you believe in him or not, we are all brought to this world (born) to serve our purpose, to live and experience the ups and downs of life, to cry and laugh, to share the same with others. You know that this life’s eternity is not promised to anyone. What we do on earth is the reflection of how we want to be treated. As we leave this world, some of us want to be remembered for our good deeds and some may not want to be remembered at all. The choices are yet our own.
Whether you believe in God or not, whatever your goal in life is, I hope the article below puts tears of JOY, LOVE and HOPE in your eyes, heart and mind. I hope it pushes you closer to your friends and brighten your days as you’ll do the same for others. My repeated message has been “Do to others as you want to be done to you.”
The following article has no mention of finances, credit repair or credit score. It is all about you, the God’s creation and your love for another human being.
Best of luck.
Mike Samadi
THE OLD FISHERMAN
Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore . We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out-patients at the Clinic.
One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. “Why, he’s hardly taller than my eight-year-old,” I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body.
But the appalling thing was his face, lopsided from swelling, red and raw Yet, his voice was pleasant as he said, “Good evening. I’ve come to see if you’ve a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there’s no bus ’till morning.”
He told me he’d been hunting for a room since noon but with no success; no one seemed to have a room. “I guess it’s my face. I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments…”
For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: “I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning.” I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch.
I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were ready, I asked the old man if he would join us. “No thank you. I have plenty” And he held up a brown paper bag.
When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn’t take a long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her five children and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury.
He didn’t tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was prefaced with thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked God for giving him the strength to keep going.
At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children’s room for him. When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded, and the little man was out on the porch.
He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, “Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment?
I won’t put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair.” He paused a moment and then added, “Your children made me feel at home. Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don’t seem to mind.” I told him he was welcome to come again.
And on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning. As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they’d be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4 a.m. , and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us.
In the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden.
Other times we received packages in the mail, always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk three miles to mail these and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly precious.
When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made after he left that first morning. “Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!”
Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice but, oh! If only they could have known him, perhaps their illness would have been easier to bear. I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude to God.
Recently I was visiting a friend who has a greenhouse. As she showed me her flowers, we came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought to myself, “If this were my plant, I’d put it in the loveliest container I had!”
My friend changed my mind. “I ran short of pots,” she explained, “and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn’t mind starting out in this old pail. It’s just for a little while, till I can put it out in the garden.”
She must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such a scene in heaven. There’s an especially beautiful one, “God might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. “He won’t mind starting in this small body.”
All this happened long ago — and now, in God’s garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand.
The LORD does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.”
Friends are very special. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear and they share a word of praise. Show your friends how much you care.
Pass this on, and brighten someone’s day.
Nothing will happen if you do not decide to pass it along.
The only thing that will happen if you do pass it on is that someone might smile (or cry like I did…)~ because of you!
**********************************************************************************
Friends are special Hugs from GOD!
The Author of “the Old Fisherman” is someone other than Mike Samadi. They have no affiliations
Any questions? Go to Q & A of www.MasterCreditRepair.net, read and post. Go to the “Comment” page and post your story or comment.
