父亲大吼了一声：“我欣赏你！”结果另一个声音传回来：“我欣赏你！”同样的，父亲再一次大声地说：“你是冠军！”这个声音也回答：“你是冠军！”
小男孩感到非常的讶异，但又不解。此时父亲向小男孩解释說：“一般人们称这是回音，但实际上这是‘生命’”。你所说的做的每一件事最后都会回应到你身上，我们的生命就是很简单的回应我们所做过的事。
如果你要这个世界有更多的爱，那么你就要在你的心中创造出更多的爱；如果你要你的团队更优秀，那么你也要先让你自己更优秀；这样的关系可以套用在每一件事上，在生命中的每一件事，生命，会回应给你每一件你曾做过的事，生命中沒有意外，它就是你的反射！
一杯牛奶的温暖A Glass of Milk
One day，a poor boy who was trying to pay his way through school by selling goods door to door found that he only had one dime left.He was hungry so he decided to beg for a meal at the next house.
However，he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door.Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water.She thought he looked hungry so she brought him a large glass of milk.He drank it slowly，and then asked，“How much do I owe you？”
“You don’t owe me anything，”she replied，“Mother has taught me never to accept pay for a kindness.”He said，“Then I thank you from the bottom of my heart.”As Howard Kelly left that house，he not only felt stronger physically，but it also increased his faith in God and the human race.He was about to give up and quit before this point.
Years later the young woman became critically ill.The local doctors were baffled.They finally sent her to the big city，where specialists can be called in to study her rare disease.Dr.Howard Kelly，now famous was called in for the consultation.When he heard the name of the town she came from，a strange light filled his eyes.Immediately，he rose and went down through the hospital hall into her room.
Dressed in his doctor’s gown he went in to see her.He recognized her at once.He went back to the consultation room and determined to do his best to save her life.From that day on，he gave special attention to her case.
After a long struggle，the battle was won.Dr.Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval.He looked at it and then wrote something on the side.The bill was sent to her room.She was afraid to open it because she was positive that it would take the rest of her life to pay it off.Finally she looked，and the note on the side of the bill caught her attention.She read these words.
“Paid in full with a glass of milk.”
（Signed）Dr.Howard Kelly
Tears of joy flooded her eyes as she prayed silently：“Thank You，God.Your love has spread through human hearts and hands.”
一天，一个贫穷的小男孩为了攒够学费正挨家挨户地推销商品。饥寒交迫的他摸遍全身，却只有一角钱。于是他决定向下一户人家讨口饭吃。
然而，当一位美丽的年轻女子打开房门的时候，这个小男孩却有点不知所措了。他没有要饭，只乞求给他一口水喝。这位女子看到他饥饿的样子，就倒了一大杯牛奶给他。男孩慢慢地喝完牛奶，问道：“我应该付多少钱？”
年轻女子微笑着回答：“一分钱也不用付。我妈妈教导我，施以爱心，不图回报。”男孩说：“那么，就请接受我由衷的感谢吧！”说完，霍华德-凯利就离开了这户人家。此时的他不仅自己浑身是劲儿，而且更加相信上帝和整个人类。本来，他都打算放弃了。
数年之后，那位女子得了一种罕见的重病，当地医生对此束手无策。最后，她被转到大城市医治，由专家会诊治疗。大名鼎鼎的霍华德-凯利医生也参加了医疗方案的制定。当他听到病人来自的那个城镇的名字时，一个奇怪的念头霎时间闪过他的脑际。他马上起身直奔她的病房。
身穿手术服的凯利医生来到病房，一眼就认出了恩人。回到会诊室后，他决心一定要竭尽所能来治好她的病。从那天起，他就特别关照这个对自己有恩的病人。
经过艰苦的努力，手术成功了。凯利医生要求把医药费通知单送到他那里，他看了一下，便在通知单的旁边签了字。当医药费通知单送到她的病房时，她不敢看。因为她确信，治病的费用将会花费她整个余生来偿还。最后，她还是鼓起勇气，翻开了医药费通知单，旁边的那行小字引起了她的注意，她不禁轻声读了出来：
“医药费已付：一杯牛奶。”
（签名）霍华德-凯利医生
喜悦的泪水溢出了她的眼睛，她默默地祈祷着：“谢谢你，上帝，你的爱已通过人类的心灵和双手传播了。”
另一种快乐Christmas Morning
A light drizzle was falling as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church，eager to get home and play with the presents that Santa had left for us and our baby sister，Sharon.Across the street from the church was a Pan American gas station where the Greyhound bus stopped.It was closed for Christmas，but I noticed a family standing outside the locked door，huddled under the narrow overhang in an attempt to keep dry.I wondered briefly why they were there but then forgot about them as I raced to keep up with Jill.
Once we got home，there was barely time to enjoy our presents.We had to go off to our grandparents’house for our annual Christmas dinner.As we drove down the highway through town，I noticed that the family was still there，standing outside the closed gas station.
My father was driving very slowly down the highway.The closer we got to the turnoff for my grandparents’house，the slower the car went.Suddenly，my father U-turned in the middle of the road and said，“I can’t stand it！”
“What？”asked my mother.
“It‘s those people back there at the Pan Am，standing in the rain.They’ve got children.It‘s Christmas.I can’t stand it.”
When my father pulled into the service station，I saw that there were five of them：the parents and three children —two girls and a small boy.
My father rolled down his window.“Merry Christmas，”he said.
“Howdy，”the man replied.He was very tall and had to stoop slightly to peer into the car.
Jill，Sharon，and I stared at the children，and they stared back at us.
“You waiting on the bus？”my father asked.
The man said that they were.They were going to Birmingham，where he had a brother and prospects of a job.
“Well，that bus isn’t going to come along for several hours，and you’re getting wet standing here.Winborn’s just a couple miles up the road.They’ve got a shed with a cover there，and some benches，”my father said.“Why don‘t You all get in the car and I’ll run you up there.”
The man thought about it for a moment，and then he beckoned to his family.They climbed into the car.They had no luggage，only the clothes they were wearing.
Once they settled in，my father looked back over his shoulder and asked the children if Santa had found them yet.Three glum faces mutely gave him his answer.
“Well，I didn’t think so，”my father said，winking at my mother，“because when I saw Santa this morning，he told me that he was having trouble finding all，and he asked me if he could leave your toys at my house.We‘ll just go get them before I take you to the bus stop.”
All at once，the three children’s faces lit up，and they began to bounce around in the back seat，laughing and chattering.
