Keith Willams was a soldier. One day, in a library, he found an old book with a lots of writing in the margins. He read the handwritten notes in the book and admired the deep insights. On the front cover, he saw that a certain Meredith Feeney perviously owned the book.
With much effort, he located her address. He wrote to her and told her about her old book and how he liked her written notes.
She responded, thanking him for his kind words.
But that day, he was shipped overseas to fight in a war.
Still, they kept writting to each other. During the difficult times on the battledfield, her words inspired him and gave him hope.
Little by little, Keith was falling in love with her.
He requested for a photo, but she replied that if he really cared for her, it wouldn't matter how he looked.
Finally he was sent home. They decided to meet at the Grand Central Station at 7 p.m. He said he'd be in his soldier's uniform bringing her old book.
And she said, " you'll know me by the red rose i'll wear on my lapel".
when the train arrived at 7 p.m. Keith was there, wearing his neatly pressed military uniform, with her old book in his hand.
The first woman to step off the train was a beautiful woman in a green suit. but there was no red rose on her blouse.
Keith was disappointed. But she was so lovely he kept looking at her. She walked in front of him, glance at him with a smile, and asked, " are you following me soldier?
A part of him wanted to follow her.
But no, he had to wait for Meredith Feeney.
The next woman who stepped off the train had a red rose on her lapel. She was perhaps 45 years old. She had graying hair between her hat. and she was very overweight. Meantime, the beautiful woman in green suit was walking away.
Keith was torn. Yet he looked again at the woman who was wearing the red rose. He remembered her letters and what a fascinating a person she was. He remembered how wonderful her words made him feel. He told himself "this may not be love. But his maybe more than love. this will be a beautiful friendship with a lovely person."
He walked up to her, straightened himself, handed the book to her and said, "My name is Lieutenant Keith Williams, you must be Ms. Meredith Feeney. I'm so glad i could meet you. May i have a dinner with you tonight? The woman smiled." i don't know what this is about, son," she answered," but the young lady in the green suit asked me to wear this red rose on my coat. She also said that if you asked me out for dinner, she'd be waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"
Imagine the end of this story: Keith and Meredith getting married, having kids and growing old together,
Because he lived deliberately.
Because he made the right choice.
Beacause he passed the test.
Friend, life is a series of tests.
And your choices--- your answers to the test--- will shape your destiny.
Sometimes, it's a choice between love and lust.
Sometimes, it's a choice between selfishness and sleflessness.
Sometimes, it's a choice between what your heart wants and what your flesh wants.
Sometimes, it's between what will bless you forever and what will give you pleasure this moment only.
Your life is really up to you.
You're the chef of your meal.
You're the architect of your house.
You're the scriptwriter of your movie.
You're the composer of your song.
You're the painter of your masterpiece.
At the end of the day, you decide how happy, fully and blessed you want to become.
May your dreams come true.
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