Inspiration

In a small town in America, there was a Doctor Brackett. He was known as the poor man's friend because he spent hours at the bedside of unfortunates and never ever took a fee from them. He lived in two upstairs rooms over a grocery store. At the foot of the stairs going to his quarters was a painted sign which said: DOC BRACKETT - OFFICE UPSTAIRS.

He even lost his girlfriend, whom he wanted to marry, because, he spent more time with the sick than with her. He spent a life of selfless dedication to any and every person around him. When he died, his funeral was the biggest ever seen in that town.

At a meeting afterwards, the townspeople tried to figure out what kind of monument to erect to the memory of the doctor. A couple who had been especially helped by the doctor, on their way home from the meeting, removed the sign from his door and the following day it appeared over his grave.

It read: DOC BRACKETT - OFFICE UPSTAIRS.

"When you go through a trial, the sovereignty of God is the pillow upon which you lay your head."

- C.H. Spurgeon

"The only accidents are the ones you make in your pants."
Ari K, age 7

"Everyone has feelings, except for snakes and principals."
Donna Maria G, age 9

"Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and the world laughs at you."
Rob P, age 8

"If life gives you nothing but lemons, make up a better shopping list for it."
Steven B, age 8

After a trial had been going on for three days, Harrison, the man accused of committing the crimes, stood up and approached the judge's bench.

"Your Honor, I would like to change my plea from 'innocent' to 'guilty' of the charges."

The judge angrily banged his fist on the desk. "If you're guilty, why didn't you say so in the first place and save this court a lot of time and inconvenience?" he demanded.

Harrison looked up wide-eyed and stated, "Well, when the trial started I thought I was innocent, but that was before I heard all the evidence against me."