“Listen to the mustn'ts, child. Listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me... Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.”
My goodness, another weekend already, I hope you make the most of it and relax. I know it has not been easy for some of my friends lately but I like what makes them special, they don’t give up. Each of us faces a problem now and then and we often don’t know at first how we are going to solve whatever it is and move on. In my case I have found that perseverance is usually the answer. I know if I give up and let things take their course I surly will not resolve the issue, all I have done is decided to live with whatever the problem is no matter how unpleasant that might be. The other problem with making giving up a habit is that you don’t learn that more often than not the answers do come and problems go away.
The fatalist is doomed, he is the guy who constantly says that nothing can be done and he won’t try because he has convinced himself that nothing will work. And you know what; he is always right, it will never work because he just accepts it as it is. These are the same folks who seem to have given up on life, they believe that their unhappiness is because of others and it is their fate, and it is, but not because of fate but because they have given up. They have lost the ability to hope.
I like this piece that I picked up recently. The author is unknown but his message is especially worthy.
Then you still have hope
If you can look at the sunset and smile, and find beauty in the colors of a small flower, then you still have hope.
If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, and if the smile of a child can still warm your heart, then you still have hope.
If you can see the good in other people, and if the rain breaking on a roof top can still lull you to sleep, then you still have hope.
If the sight of a rainbow still makes you stop and stare in wonder, and if the soft fur of a favored pet still feels pleasant under your fingertips, then you still have hope.
If you meet new people with a trace of excitement and optimism, and if you give people the benefit of the doubt, then you still have hope.
If you still offer your hand in friendship to others that have touched your life, and if receiving an unexpected card or letter still brings a pleasant surprise, then you still have hope.
If the suffering of others still fills you with pain and frustration, and if you refuse to let a friendship die, or accept that it must end, then you still have hope.
If you look forward to a time or place of quiet and reflection, and if you still watch love stories or want the endings to be happy, then you still have hope.
If you can look to the past and smile, and when faced with the bad, when told everything is futile, you can still look up and end the conversation with the phrase ... 'yes, but ....' Then you still have hope.
Hope is such a marvelous thing. It bends, it twists, it sometimes hides, but rarely does it break. It sustains us when nothing else can. It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead, when we tell ourselves we'd rather give in.
Hope puts a smile on our face when the heart cannot manage. Hope puts our feet on the path when our eyes cannot see it. Hope moves us to act when our souls are confused of the direction.
Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured and something that will refresh us in return. It can be found in each of us and it can bring light into the darkest of places. So never lose hope.
“It is often in the darkest skies that we see the brightest stars.”
"How's your mother," a friend asked.
"Not good," I answered. "She's got chronic frontal sinusitis."
"My goodness," the friend said. "Where did she get that?"
"Reader's Digest. Last month's issue."
Practice makes perfect, but if nobody's perfect, why practice?
She said: The bank where I work had just installed its first 24- hour cash machine. I encouraged an elderly gentleman to take an application for the new plastic identification cards, explaining that he would be able to get cash any time of day or night.
He declined, saying, "Lady, anything I'd need money for that late at night I shouldn't be doing."
"Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal."
I wonder if he means we work hard to be just like everyone else instead of being ourselves. Ray
When the employees of a restaurant attended a fire safety seminar, they watched a fire official demonstrate the proper way to operate an extinguisher.
"Pull the pin like a hand grenade," he explained, "then depress the trigger to release the foam."
Later an employee was selected to extinguish a controlled fire in the parking lot. In her nervousness, she forgot to pull the pin.
The instructor hinted, "Like a hand grenade, remember?"
In a burst of confidence she pulled the pin .... and hurled the extinguisher at the blaze.
Judge: Was the child born out of wedlock?
Mother: No, Sir, just outside of Louisville.
My mom had decided to trim her household budget wherever possible, so instead of having a dress dry-cleaned by Stein's Laundry she washed it by hand. Proud of her savings, she boasted to my father, "Just think, Sam, we are five dollars richer because I washed this dress by hand."
"Good," my dad quickly replied. "Wash it again!"
Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.
The day I started my construction job, I was in the office filling out an employee form when I came to the section that wanted to know:
Single__, Married__, Divorced__.
I marked single. Glancing at the man next to me, who was filling out the same form, I noticed he hadn't marked any of the blanks. Instead he'd written, "Yes, in that order."
“The road that is built in hope is more pleasant to the traveler than the road built in despair, even though they both lead to the same destination.”
Marion Zimmer Bradley
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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