Sometimes I receive e-mail forwards which make such excellent use of the medium that I can’t faithfully reproduce them here. The following e-mail is one such case. When reading it, the best you can do to capture the original’s glory is imagine the text is huge and red, and that each quasi-sentence is followed by several carriage returns. Enjoy.

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It’s time again for me to share a wonderful e-mail forward with you:

Yes, Christmas cards. This is coming early (really early) so that you can get ready to include an important address to your list.

Read on….....

What a GREAT idea!

Fun with the ACLU…...

Wanna have some fun this CHRISTMAS? Send the ACLU a CHRISTMAS CARD this year.

Another nugget of wisdom in my mailbox:

Some of you may be wondering what Judge Roy Moore has been doing since he was removed from the bench for refusing to remove the 10 Commandments from his courtroom wall. Please read the poem he wrote below.

This recently arrived in my inbox and I thought I’d share it with you all.

A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks, the pastor decided to visit him.

It was a chilly evening. The pastor found the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for his pastors visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and waited.

Here is an e-mail I received from an older relative in January. It’s really opened my eyes, so I thought I would share it with you.

P.S. Sorry I haven’t fixed the broken comments and stuff yet. Tech support told me that I deleted a bunch of files, which isn’t really possible since I haven’t logged into the file manager for a long time. So I have to transfer my data and re-install wordpress or something like that.

DO YOU CLOSE THE BLINDS? I HOPE NOT …

From a person who’s there, in the midst….......

The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war…My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation. My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window. He said, “Son, stand there and tell me what you see?”

“I see trees and cars and our neighbor’s houses.” he replied.

“OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush.”