“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”
I have been gratified in recent days by the notes than have been attached by so many of you to your requests to resubscribe to Ray’s Daily. I was surprised when I learned that some of you have been saving copies for years with a few reporting that they pulled up previous issues occasionally and used them as an anecdote for a bad day. I was also intrigued by an offer asking me to write a guest blog for an organization that acts as a repository for blogs that help people deal with life during these complicated times, I’m still thinking about that one as I am not sure that I would be a worthy contributor.
What has offset the good feelings has been the e-mails that I have been receiving from others who are lashing out against almost everything these days. Unfortunately the majority seem to be coming from my generation who should be enjoying their golden years. I can only attribute the vitriol to the fear that they have of change while longing for the time when life was simpler and the challenges easier to handle. While I too occasionally long for simpler times I know that change is inevitable and that rather than fighting it, it is much better to ride with it and enjoy as much as you can. I love the fact that I can listen to my favorite music from 50 years ago understanding I am able to do so because there are hundreds of old songs on my I-pod. I like the idea that I can retire early and yet record a TV offering that I would hate to miss and will be able to see it the next day.
Today many even resist any changes in our health care system even though our country spends more than any other while our public health status continues to deteriorate. Our children no longer are in the top tier of global students in math, engineering and other subjects yet we don’t want to support education reform and continue to underfund education. In my view change is not only inevitable it is vital to our future. Fortunately those that resist it all and blame everyone else, often in hateful terms, are a minority. I am optimistic that those of us who look for the best and are willing to support correcting the worst will prevail and our country can once again get about the business of doing the best for its people rather than wasting time fighting amongst ourselves.
“The key to change… is to let go of fear.”
*Ten Things a Mom Doesn’t Want to Hear*
1. I swallowed a goldfish!
2. Did you know your lipstick works better than my crayons?
3. Does grape juice leave a stain??
4. The principal called…..
5. But DAD says that word all the time.
6. What’s it cost to fix a window nowadays?
7. Has anyone seen my earthworms?
8. I painted your shoes pretty, huh, Mommy?
9. Well, the dog sure doesn’t like dressing up in your clothes.
10. I’m moving out. (Well, maybe some days.)
Those who do not know how to weep with their whole heart don’t know how to laugh either.
Poor Johnson had spent his life making wrong decisions. If he bet on a horse, it would lose; if he chose one elevator rather than another, it was the one he chose that stalled between floors; the line he picked before the bank teller’s cage never moved; the lane he chose in traffic crawled; the day he picked the picnic was the day of a cloudburst; and so it went, day after day, year after year.
Then, once, it became necessary for Johnson to travel to some city a thousand miles away and do it quickly. A plane was the only possible conveyance that would get him there in time, and it turned out that only one company supplied only one flight that would do. His heart bounded.
There was no choice to make! And if he made no choice, surely he could come to no grief.
He took the plane.
Imagine his horror when, midway in the flight, the plane’s engines caught fire and it became obvious the plane would crash in moments.
Johnson broke into fervent prayer to his favorite saint , Saint Francis.
He pleaded, “I have never in my life made the right choice. Why this should be, I don’t know, but I have borne my cross and have not complained. On this occasion, however, I did not make a choice; this was the only plane I could take and I had to take it. Why, then, am I being punished?”
He had no sooner finished when a giant hand swooped down out of the clouds and somehow snatched him from the plane. There he was, miraculously suspended two miles above the earth’s surface, while the plane spiraled downward far below.
A heavenly voice came down from the clouds. “My son, I can save you, if you have in truth called upon me.”
“Yes, I called on you,” cried Johnson. “I called on you, Saint Francis!”
“Ah,” said the heavenly voice, “Saint Francis Xavier or Saint Francis of Assisi. Which?”
“The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook.”
With most of my grandchildren playing soccer we have had to learn the ropes. Now we are so well versed we even know what the following means.
**Stupid Things Actually Said By Commentators In The World Of Soccer**
1. Well, it’s Liverpool two, Ipswich nil, and if the score stays this way, I’ve got to fancy Liverpool for the win.
2. He had an eternity to play that ball, but took too long.
3. And so they have not been able to improve on their 100% record.
4. With the last kick of the game, he scored with a header.
5. Well, it’s a fabulous kaleidoscope of colour: almost all the Brazilians are wearing yellow shirts.
6. If that had gone on, it would definitely have been a goal.
7. Their manager, Howard Wilkinson, isn’t here today, which strongly suggests that he may be elsewhere.
8. I am a firm believer that if one team scores a goal, the other need to score two to win.
9. If a team scores early on, it often takes an early lead.
10. You cannot possibly have counted the number of passes made, but there were eight.
“If there was a loser in town, I’d find him and date him and fall in love — and be devastated when it didn’t work out.”
A pastor, known for his lengthy sermons, noticed a man get up and leave during the middle of his message. The man returned just before the conclusion of the service.
Afterward the pastor asked the man where he had gone.
“I went to get a haircut,” was the reply.
“But,” said the pastor, “why didn’t you do that before the service started?”
“Because,” the gentleman said, “I didn’t need one then.”
If you don’t run your own life, somebody else will.
He said: My wife, Diane, was chatting with her brother, Charles, a business executive who had retired last year. While discussing the joys of his new leisure time, Charles remarked that he had been compelled to give up skiing, a sport he had enjoyed for many years.
“Afraid of injuries?” Diane asked.
“Well, now I am,” he responded. “Before I could drag a cast into work and still do my job, but now I’d be messing up my golf game.”
“Even though we’ve changed and we’re all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we’ll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we’re not all still friends.”
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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