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On Easter Sunday we celebrate the Resurrection; the triumph of Jesus over death as he rises from the grave. In 2009 Easter Sunday is on Sunday 12th April

On Good Friday Jesus has died; three days later, at Easter, he rises again in glorious triumph, and makes it possible for us to have a new life where we are liberated from evil, sin and death.

Christians everywhere celebrate Easter in joyful church services, such as the Easter Vigil, and by symbols and traditions and customs which reflect the new life, joy and hope of Easter.

 was passed this email today; how true it is I do not know, but it strikes a cord.
 

               

 Last week I was in West London attending a conference.
 
 While I was in the airport, returning home, I heard several people behind me
 beginning to clap and cheer.
 
 I immediately turned around and witnessed one of the greatest acts of
 patriotism I have ever seen.
 
 Moving through the terminal was a group of soldiers in their uniforms, as
 they began heading to their gate everyone (well almost everyone) was
 abruptly to their feet with their hands waving and cheering.
 
 When I saw the soldiers, probably 30-40 of them, being applauded and
 cheered for, it hit me. I'm not alone. I'm not the only red blooded Briton
 who still loves this country and supports our troops and their families.
 Of course I immediately stopped and
began clapping for these young unsung
 heroes who are putting their lives on the line everyday for us so we can go
 to school, work, and enjoy our home without fear or reprisal.
 
 Just when I thought I could not be more proud of my country or of our
 service men and women a young girl, not more than 6 or 7 years old, ran up
 to one of the male soldiers.
 
 He knelt down and said 'hi,' the little girl then asked him if he would give
 something to her daddy for her.
 
 The young soldier didn't look any older than maybe 22 himself, said he would
 try and what did she want to give to her daddy.
 
 Suddenly the little girl grabbed the neck of this soldier, gave him the
 biggest hug she could muster and then kissed him on the cheek.
 
 The mother of the little girl, who said her daughters name was
Courtney,
 told the young soldier that her husband was a Corporal and had been in
  Afghanistan for 5 months now.
 
 As the mum was explaining how much her daughter, Courtney, missed her
 father, the young soldier began to tear up.
 
 When this temporarily single mum was done explaining her situation, all of
 the soldiers huddled together for a brief second.
 
 Then one of the other servicemen pulled out a military looking
 walkie-talkie.
 
 They started playing with the device and talking back and forth on it.
 
 After about 10-15 seconds of this, the young soldier walked back over to
 Courtney, bent down and said this to her, 'I spoke to your daddy and he told
 me to give this to you.'
 
 He then hugged this little girl that he had just met and gave her a Kiss on
 the cheek.

 
 He finished by saying 'Your daddy told me to tell you that he loves you more
 than anything and he is coming home very soon.'
 
 The mum at this point was crying almost uncontrollably and as the young
 soldier stood to his feet he saluted Courtney and her mum.
 
 I was standing no more than 6 feet away as this entire event unfolded.
 
 As the soldiers began to leave, heading towards their gate, people resumed
 their applause.
 
 As I stood there applauding and looked around, there were very few dry eyes,
 including my own.
 
 That young soldier in one last act of moment turned around and blew a kiss
 to Courtney with a tear rolling down his cheek.
 
 We need to remember everyday all of our soldiers and their families and
 thank God for them and their sacrifices.
 
 At
the end of the day, it's good to be an Englishman.
 
 RED FRIDAYS
 
 Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing Red every Friday.
 
 The reason?
 
 Englishmen and women who support our troops used to be called the 'silent
 majority'.
 
 We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for Country and home in
 record breaking numbers.
 
 We are not organized, boisterous or over-bearing.
 
 We get no liberal media coverage on TV, to reflect our message or our
 opinions.
 
 Many English people, like you, me and all our friends, simply want to
 recognize that the vast majority of Britain supports our troops.
 
 Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and
 respect starts this Friday and continues each and every Friday until
the
 troops all come home, sending a deafening message that every Briton who
 supports our men and women afar will wear something red.
 
 By word of mouth, press, TV -- let's make Great Britain on every Friday a
 sea of red much like a homecoming football team
 
 If every one of us who loves this country will share this with
 acquaintances, co-workers, friends, and family, It will not be long before
  Britain is covered in RED and it will let our troops know the once 'silent'
 majority is on their side more than ever, certainly more than the media lets
 on.
 
 The first thing a soldier says when asked 'What can we do to make things
 better for you?' is...'We need your support and your prayers'...
 
 Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example; and wear
 something red every Friday.

 
 IF YOU AGREE -- THEN SEND THIS ON
 
 IF YOU COULD NOT CARE LESS THEN HIT THE DELETE BUTTON.
 
 IT IS YOUR CHOICE.
 
 THEIR BLOOD RUNS RED---- SO WEAR RED! ---
 
 Lest we Forget.

 

 

 

 

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only nice things this is not harmfull to any animal

it's just real time video caught just at the right time

This is a little cat trying to repair the printer funny and again no harm to the cat well just a little fright

   

England my England  
 
 Goodbye to my England, So long my old friend
Your days are numbered, being brought to an end
To be Scottish, Irish or Welsh that's fine
But don't say you're English, that's way out of line.
 
The French and the Germans may call themselves such
So may Norwegians, the Swedes and the Dutch
You can say you are Russian or maybe a Dane
But don't say you're English ever again.
 
At Broadcasting House the word is taboo
In Brussels it's scrapped, in Parliament too
Even schools are affected. Staff do as they're told
They must not teach children about England of old.
        
Writers like Shakespeare, Milton and Shaw
The pupils don't learn about them anymore
How about Agincourt, Hastings, Arnhem or Mons?
When England lost hosts of her very brave sons.
 
We are not Europeans, how can we be?
Europe is miles away, over the sea
We're the English from England, let's all be proud
Stand up and be counted - Shout it out loud!
 
 
Let's tell our Government and Brussels too
We're proud of our heritage and the Red, White and Blue
 Fly the flag of Saint George or the Union Jack
Let the world know - WE WANT OUR ENGLAND BACK !!!!
            
 
If you are English, pass it on please.

If you agree you can still pass it on as it may happen to your country one day in other ways