Ray's musings and humor

Don’t drink the poison!

“Never in this world can hatred be stilled by hatred; it will be stilled by non-hatred – this is the law Eternal”

Buddha

 

 

 

I have found myself forwarding a lot more information to my public affairs readers expressing concern that our citizens seem unwilling to deal with the economic realities that face us all. We are setting up our children for a disastrous future when we can no longer support ourselves as a nation on borrowed money. It is estimated that the service on our national debt will be about $500 billion per year in the not too distant future unless we do something now. Sadly it seems that we want the benefits but we don’t want to pay for them and we elect politicians who pander to our greed rather than do the courageous thing by rising above partisanship and working to do the right thing before it is too late.

I won’t use the Daily as the vehicle to vent my frustration; I have other places where I can do that. But I do want to express my concern about what seems to be the growing propensity to blame others for what is happening to the point that reason is being pushed out, replaced by irrational hatred. I truly feel sorry for the haters as they have become a victim of a poison that destroys people’s ability to enjoy life and withers their soul. I know progress is never made when the haters line up against each other unwilling to even try to understand anything other than their own view. I don’t think I really hate anything except maybe hate itself.

Maya Angelou shared her thoughts on hate sometime ago and I saved what she wrote, I think now is a good time to share it with you.

Haters

A hater is someone who is jealous and envious and spends all their time trying to make you look small so they can look tall. They are very negative people to say the least.  Nothing is ever good enough! When you make your mark, you will always attract some haters… That’s why you have to be careful with whom you share your blessings and your dreams, because some folk can’t handle seeing you blessed…

It’s dangerous to be like somebody else… If God wanted you to be like somebody else, He would have given you what He gave them!  Right?

You never know what people have gone through to get what they have… The problem I have with haters is that they see my glory, but they don’t know my story…If the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence, you can rest assured that the water bill is higher there too!

We’ve all got some haters among us!

Some people envy you because you can:

a) Have a relationship with God

b) Light up a room when you walk in

c) Start your own business

d) Tell a man/woman to hit the curb (if he/she isn’t about the right thing)

e) You are a strong person and don’t let people run you over

f) You have a strong and loving marriage and they can’t get in-between spouses to spoil it

Haters can’t stand to see you happy. Haters will never want to see you succeed.

How do you handle your undercover haters? You can handle these haters by:

1. Knowing who you are & who your true friends are *(VERY IMPORTANT!!)

2. Having a purpose to your life: Purpose does not mean having a job. You can have a job and still be unfulfilled. A purpose is having a clear sense of what God has called you to be. Your purpose is not defined by what others think about you.

3. By remembering that what you have is by divine prerogative and not human manipulation.

Fulfill your dreams!  You only have one life to live…when it’s your time to leave this earth, you want to be able to say, ‘I’ve lived my life and fulfilled my dreams, Now I’m ready to go HOME!

When God gives you favor, you can tell your haters, ‘Don’t look at me…Look at who is in charge of me…’

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But the greatest menace to our civilization today is the conflict between giant organized systems of self-righteousness — each system only too delighted to find that the other is wicked — each only too glad that the sins give it the pretext for still deeper hatred and animosity.

Herbert Butterfield

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There was once a general store in central Kansas back around 1900. The owner was an elderly man who went to church for a long time. The store always had those two or three "older gentlemen" that you always see on the front porch talking about "the war" or how it used to be. Anyway, this certain storeowner had the habit of quoting Scripture every time he made a transaction, and it was always a different verse.

It got to where the old men on the porch came in every time a customer showed up just to hear what the verse was going to be. Well, one day, a Texan came in and inquired about the rug that was hanging on the wall. The man asked about the price of the rug, and the owner told him $400. But, the owner and the old men all knew that the true worth was about $200. So the Texan thought it over and said, "I’ll take it!"

He bought the rug and left the store.

The old men stared at the owner in anticipation of what possible Scripture could follow such a dishonest act. The owner said, "He was a stranger, and I took him in."

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I am becoming increasingly worried that there isn’t enough anxiety in my life.

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Flying to Los Angeles from San Francisco the other day, a passenger noticed that the "Fasten Seat Belts" sign was kept lit during the whole journey, although the flight was a particularly smooth one.

Just before landing, he asked the flight attendant about it.

"Well," she explained, "up front there are 17 University of California girls going to Los Angeles for the weekend. In back, there are 25 Coast Guard enlistees…..

So…..what would you do?"

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In my day, we didn’t have water.  We had to smash together our own hydrogen and oxygen atoms.

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When my wife had to rush to the hospital unexpectedly, she asked me to bring her a few items from home. One item on her list was "comfortable underwear." Worried I’d make the wrong choice, I asked, "How will I know which ones to pick?" "Hold them up and imagine them on me," she answered. "If you smile, put them back."

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"Nice guys finish last, but we get to sleep in."

Evan Davis

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A father is asked by his friend, "Has your son decided what he wants to be when he grows up?"

"Yes, he wants to be a garbage collector," replied the boy’s father.

His friend thought for a moment and responded, "That’s a rather strange ambition to have for a career."

"Well," said the boy’s father, "he thinks that garbage collectors only work on Tuesdays!"

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Growth in wisdom may be exactly measured by decrease in bitterness.

Friedrich Nietzsche

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One beautiful Sunday morning, a priest announced to his congregation:

"My good people, I have here in my hands three sermons…a $100 sermon that lasts five minutes, a $50 sermon that lasts fifteen minutes, and a $10 sermon that lasts a full hour. "Now, we’ll take the collection and see which one I’ll deliver."

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I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.

Booker T. Washington

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Stay well, do good work, and have fun.

 

Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

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The editor is somewhat senile.

 

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