Why we forward Emails.

[up148]

This explains why friends forward emails.
I've never thought of it this way before.



A man and his dog were walking along a road.
The man was enjoying the scenery,
When it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying and that the dog walking beside
him had been dead for years.
He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall
along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble.
At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that
glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before
it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like
mother-of-pearl and the street that led to the gate looked
like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and
as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.



When he was close enough, he called out, “Excuse me, where
are we?” “This is Heaven, sir,” the man answered.
”Wow! Would you happen to have some water?” The man
asked. ”Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice
water brought right up.” The man gestured, and the gate began
to open. “Can my friend,” gesturing toward his dog, “come in,
too?” the traveler asked. ”I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.”
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road
and continued the way. He had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he
came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as
if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached
the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading
a book.



”Excuse me!” he called to the man. “Do you have any water?”
”Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.”
”How about my friend here?” the traveler gestured to the dog.
”There should be a bowl by the pump,” said the man.
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an
old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler
filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he
gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog
walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
”What do you call this place?” the traveler asked.
“This is Heaven,” he answered. ”Well, that's confusing,” the
traveler said. ”The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.
”Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly Gates?
Nope. That's Hell.” ”Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your
name like that?” ”No, we're just happy that they screen out the
folks who would leave their best friends behind.”



So-o-o-o. Now you see, sometimes, we wonder why friends keep
forwarding stuff to us without writing a word. Maybe this will
explain it. When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch,
guess what you do? You forward emails! When you have nothing
to say, but still want to keep contact, You forward jokes! When you
have something to say, but don't know what, And don't know how,
You forward stuff!

A 'forward' lets you know that . . .
. . . You are still remembered,
. . . You are still important,
. . . You are still loved,
. . . You are still cared for.

So, next time if you get a 'forward', don't think that you've been sent
just another forwarded joke, But that you've been thought of today
and your friend on the other end of your computer
Wanted to send you a smile.

You are welcome at my water bowl anytime !!

[Tom Dempsey]

Or they just add everybody to an automated list pretty much automatically.

[up148]

Certainly happens in our world.

BH

[webenda]

”Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your
name like that?” ”No, we're just happy that they screen out the
folks who would leave their best friends behind.”

That was a pleasant surprise, thank you Butch.

There is a scriptural parallel, the parable of the wheat and the weeds. Just as the people who would leave their best friends behind reveal themselves at the first gate, the Darnel weed reveals itself at the time of harvest. See: Matthew 13:24-30

[robert.]

There is a scriptural parallel, the parable of the wheat and the weeds. Just as the people who would leave their best friends behind reveal themselves at the first gate,
I guess the Greek army gets let right in the second gate.

[webenda]

I don't know Robert, the Sacred Band of Thebes were not about dogs or other animal pets, were they?