Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Thirteen more days of priceless opportunity!

Another generous donation today -- this one from a gentleman from a lovely corner of Quebec just south of Montreal just down a tree-lined road from a scenic lake. THANK YOU to all of our benefactors!

If you haven't recently enjoyed the gift of giving, here's a marvellous opportunity coming your way only a little less than two weeks longer. Such opportunities come and go. There's no compulsion involved. Purely voluntary. It's the way our Lord works, isn't it? He presents the opportunities; and then it's up to us how we respond.

Please pray for the success of this fund-raiser. At least a Hail Mary. That's not hard and takes less than a minute. Pray, too, for this hard-working lady, this single mother of two. She's done a lot for others in her turn and in her own way, even though she hasn't had it exactly easy. And, if you can and feel led, please give something. Even a little helps. It all adds up.

Think of it this way: when you give, you receive. You receive a profound spiritual blessing that comes from helping others. So be 'greedy' for blessings and give generously! Seriously!





Also, please note that when you click on the 'Donate' button, you will be re-directed to a page that says "Donate to Academy Press" (either by Paypal or credit card). 'Academy Press' is the name of the account which we're using to process donations for Tonya.

Thank you for your generosity. Sincerely!!


1 comments:








Anonymous

said...

As a contributor and as someone who has had experience with $3000 cars and the scumbags who exploit the poorest among us by selling them crap cleaned up just well enough to get past the lemon law limit, let me say one thing we all know but maybe don't want to face: $3000 just isn't going to cut it. Not even close. Let's face facts, folks: that amount of money hasn't got anyone a quality motor vehicle since Richard Nixon was president.

Also, make sure that this lady consults Car Fax at some point.

C'mon folks, dig a little deeper!

FYI, a young friend of mine came into a small amount of money recently and decided he needed wheels. That eight year old Dodge Charger down at Ben Dover Fine Preowned Vehicles, the converted gas station on the corner, was calling his name. I warned him, I begged him. But an old fart like me, what do I know?

A month later my friend was back on the Shoeleather Express.

Let's not waste civility, much less charity, on warm-blooded reptiles: as a class, used car salesmen will steal the pennies off a dead man's eyes. Tonya will need some help facing them.