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To: All Members of Mega Millions Lottery Pool - Game 38 Membership List on Line: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=ddn3r8c7_101cfcsbd
From: Michael E. Porter
RE: 5th UPDATE
Quote of the Day
The greatest discovery of my generation is that man can alter his life simply by altering his attitude of mind. - William James
In Friday’s drawing you won another $6.00. We had Mega Ball 07. The Megaplier was 3, so 3 x $2.00 = $6.00.
What you have won so far:
| Amount Won | Date Won | Running Total |
| $6.00 | | $6.00 |
| $8.00 | | $14.00 |
| $21.00 | | $35.00 |
| $6.00 | | $41.00 |
| -$40.00 | | $1.00 |
No one won the Jack Pot on Friday (Thank God!) I’m still reeling over someone wining Power Ball on Wednesday. (It’s back up to $20 Million, so I’m feeling better, thank you.)
I spend $40.00 of your $41.00 wins to you can have 10 more lines for the last two drawings.
I did this because the Cash Option was more than $48 Million. Remember, I needed the Cash Option to be at least $48 Million to give everyone who paid for 1 share to get $1,000,000.00.
Okay we have that now, and we have 10 more lines for the remainder of this game. Now we just need the winning numbers.
I’m sorry, I didn’t have the time to analyze the numbers, so I just selected Quick Pick.
Your new tickets are NOT on Mac’s spreadsheet as of yet, he is getting these tickets the same time as you.
Mac Almond’s spreadsheet: http://tinyurl.com/22rq97
Our next drawing is on
| Shares Purchased | What you would Net |
| .5 | $546,875.00 |
| 1 | $1,093,750.00 |
| 2 | $2,187,500.00 |
| 3.5 | $3,828,125.00 |
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Best Christmas Story
My husband and I had been happily (most of the time) married for five years but hadn't been blessed with a baby. I decided to do some serious praying and promised God that if he would give us a child, I would be a perfect mother, love it with all my heart and raise it with his word as my guide.
God answered my prayers and blessed us with a son. The next year God blessed us with another son. The following year, he blessed us with yet another son. The year after that, we were blessed with a daughter.
My husband thought we'd been blessed right into poverty. We now had the four children, and the oldest was only four years old. I learned never to ask God for anything unless I meant it. As a minister once told me, "If you pray for rain make sure you carry an umbrella."
I began reading a few verses of the Bible to the children each day as they lay in their cribs. I was off to a good start. God had entrusted me with four children and I didn't want to disappoint him.
I tried to be patient the day the children smashed two dozen eggs on the kitchen floor searching for baby chicks.
I tried to be understanding when they started a hotel for homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, although it took me nearly two hours to catch all twenty-three frogs.
When my daughter poured ketchup all over her self and rolled upon a blanket to see how it felt to be a hot dog, I tried to see the humor rather than the mess. In spite of changing over twenty-five thousand diapers, never eating a hot meal and never sleeping for more than thirty minutes at a time, I still thank God daily for my children.
While I couldn't keep my promise to be a perfect mother - I didn't even come close - I did keep my promise to raise them in the Word of God. I knew I was missing the mark just a little when I told my daughter we were going to church to worship God, and she wanted to bring a bar of soap along to "wash up" Jesus, too.
Something was lost in the translation when I explained that God gave us everlasting life, and my son thought it was generous of God to give us his "last wife."
My proudest moment came during the children's Christmas pageant. My daughter was playing Mary, two of my sons were shepherds and my youngest son was a wise man. This was their moment to shine.
My five-year-old shepherd had practiced his line, "We found the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes." But he was nervous and said, "The baby was wrapped in wrinkled clothes." My four-year-old "Mary" said, "That’s not 'wrinkled clothes,' silly. That's dirty, rotten clothes"
A wrestling match broke out between Mary and the shepherd and was stopped by an angel, who bent her halo and lost her left wing. I slouched a little lower in my seat when Mary dropped the doll representing Baby Jesus, and it bounced down the aisle crying, "Mama-mama" Mary grabbed the doll, wrapped it back up and held it tightly as the wise men arrived.
My other son stepped forward wearing a bathrobe and a paper crown, knelt at the manger and announced, "We are the three wise men, and we are bringing gifts of gold, common sense and fur."
The congregation dissolved into laughter, and the pageant got a standing ovation. "I've never enjoyed a Christmas program as much as this one,” laughed the pastor, wiping tears from his eyes. "For the rest of my life, I'll never hear the Christmas story without thinking of gold, common sense and fur."
"My children are my pride and my joy and my greatest blessing," I said as I dug through my purse for an aspirin.
Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master.
Had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher.
Had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer.
Had no army, yet kings feared Him.
He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world.
He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him.
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.
Feel honored to serve such a Leader who loves us.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
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