“We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.”
Good morning. Yesterday as I spent a large amount of time canceling my cruise arrangements and ordering my travel insurance claim forms I thought about how our personal landscape changes. For weeks we had seen our travel to warmer climes with friends on the horizon only to watch it fade because of my health problems.
The gap in our calendar did provide us an opportunity to engage in looking for some more modest activities. However my mind was soon diverted as I watched my community eulogize an old friend who passed away suddenly at age 64. He was revered by many in my town for his tireless voice raised on his radio programs, in the media and in the ears of our community and political leadership. I had known him for forty years and considered him a friend. I did not see him often lately but I watched as he made a difference in the quality of life of thousands. I will miss him.
I did have some good news as two friends of mine were identified as Indiana Women of Influence in our states business paper. One is a top administrator at a major university and the other is an effective state legislator. Both have worked outside their job descriptions helping to make my city a special place. I appreciate them both and am grateful for them offering me their friendship.
Here is a story that embodies the spirit I find in these and other friends. Just think what the world would be like if we all cared this much.
Rabbi Mordechai and his wife Henny have been, for the past 30 years, turning their tiny apartment into a guest house for thousands of people. Every weekend the Rabbi and his wife host meals for hundreds of guests in their small apartment. They literally cook all hours of the night to prepare enough food for everyone who comes. They also help people find places to stay.
Having spent many late Thursday nights cooking with the Rabbi’s daughters for over a hundred guests a week, I have personally witnessed the extraordinary dedication of the Rabbi and his wife. Every single week they open their house to hundreds of homeless, destitute people with nowhere else to go!
One story about Rabbi Mordechai stands out among the many. There was a homeless man who used to come to their Jerusalem apartment every week. He was extremely needy since he had lost his house. Rabbi Mordechai, who had no room left in his apartment, agreed to let this poor homeless man sleep in his (Rabbi Mordechai’s) car every night until he was able to get back on his feet! Eventually, he just gave the man his car for good.
The incredible kindness they have shown to thousands of people is unreal. The amount of dedication they have put in is something that has to be seen to be believed.
“Let us be kinder to one another.”
- Because I’m a man, when the car isn’t running very well, I will pop the hood and stare at the engine as if I know what I’m looking at. If another man shows up, one of us will say to the other, “I used to be able to fix these things, but now with all these computers and everything, I wouldn’t, know where to start.” We will then drink beer.
- Because I’m a man, when I catch a cold, I need someone to bring me soup and take care of me while I lie in bed and moan. You’re a woman. You never get as sick as I do, so for you this isn’t a problem.
- Because I’m a man, I can be relied upon to purchase basic groceries at the store, like milk or bread. I cannot be expected to find exotic items like “cumin” or “tofu.” For all I know, these are the same thing. And never, under any circumstances, expect me to pick up anything for which “feminine hygiene product” is a euphemism.
- Because I’m a man, when one of our appliances stops working, I will insist on taking it apart, despite evidence that this will just cost me twice as, much once the repair person gets here and has to put it back together.
- Because I’m a man, I must hold the television remote control in my hand while I watch TV. If the thing has been misplaced, I may miss a whole show looking for it (though one time I was able to survive by holding a calculator).
- Because I’m a man, you don’t have to ask me if I liked the movie. Chances are, if you’re crying at the end of it, I didn’t.
- Because I’m a man, and this is, after all, the year 2015, I will share equally in the housework. You just do the laundry, the cooking, the gardening, the cleaning, the vacuuming, and the dishes, and I’ll do the rest.
This has been a public service message for Women to Better Understand the Male.
“Husbands are awkward things to deal with; even keeping them in hot water will not make them tender.”
Mary Lorraine Buckley
She said: My husband went on a sudden business trip, and I accompanied him. It soon became apparent that he could not wrap things up in one day, so his employer put us up for the night in a luxury hotel. We found a convenience store and purchased toothbrushes, a razor and other necessary items.
Finally we entered the lobby of the hotel, each of us toting a brown paper bag filled with supplies. The hotel manager looked us over.
Raising an eyebrow, he intoned haughtily, “Matched luggage?”
A liberal education makes your mind a pleasant place to spend your leisure time.
When the car engine developed a slight knock, Bob asked his wife if she had bought special or regular gas, but she couldn’t remember. “You probably got the cheaper gas,” he said. “That could account for the roughness of the engine.”
“No, the gas wasn’t cheaper!” she replied indignantly. “It cost the same as always. I told the man to put in the usual ten dollars worth.”
If you look like your passport picture, you probably need the trip.
A southern Baptist minister was completing a temperance sermon. With great emphasis he said, “If I had all the beer in the world, I’d take it and pour it into the river.”
With even greater emphasis he said, “And if I had all the wine in the world, I’d take it and pour it into the river.”
And then finally, shaking his fist in the air, he said, “And if I had all the whiskey in the world, I’d take it and pour it into the river.” Sermon complete, he then sat down.
The song leader stood very cautiously and announced with a smile, “For our closing song, let us sing Hymn #365, Shall We Gather at the River.”
“I still miss those I loved who are no longer with me but I find I am grateful for having loved them. The gratitude has finally conquered the loss.”
Rita Mae Brown
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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