Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.
I was thinking yesterday that most of the good things that happen in life are not recognized by others. In a world where we put more emphasis on medals than appreciation for the things so many people do to make our lives better it is important to stop once in a while to take inventory.
Make sure you don’t take for granted the mail person, newspaper deliverer, hair dresser, waitperson, neighbor, and friends who add to our enjoyment through the little thing do for us. Be grateful and take a minute to let them know they are appreciated, you will be glad you did and they will too.
Here is a story about how we so often just overlook how folks do so much for us:
Keeper of the Spring
The late Peter Marshall was an eloquent speaker and for several years served as the chaplain of the US Senate. He used to love to tell the story of the “Keeper of the Spring,” a quiet forest dweller who lived high above an Austrian village along the eastern slope of the Alps.
The old gentleman had been hired many years earlier by a young town councilman to clear away the debris from the pools of water up in the mountain crevices that fed the lovely spring flowing through their town. With faithful, silent regularity, he patrolled the hills, removed the leaves and branches, and wiped away the silt that would otherwise have choked and contaminated the fresh flow of water. The village soon became a popular attraction for vacationers. Graceful swans floated along the crystal clear spring, the mill wheels of various businesses located near the water turned day and night, farmlands were naturally irrigated, and the view from restaurants was picturesque beyond description.
Years passed. One evening the town council met for its semiannual meeting. As they reviewed the budget, one man’s eye caught the salary figure being paid the obscure keeper of the spring. Said the keeper of the purse, “Who is the old man? Why do we keep him on year after year? No one ever sees him. For all we know, the strange ranger of the hills is doing us no good. He isn’t necessary any longer.” By a unanimous vote, they dispensed with the old man’s services.
For several weeks, nothing changed. By early autumn, the trees began to shed their leaves. Small branches snapped of and fell into the pools, hindering the rushing flow of sparkling water. One afternoon someone noticed a slight yellowish-brown tint in the spring. A few days later, the water was much darker. Within another week, a slimy film covered sections of the water along the banks, and a foul odor was soon detected. The mill wheels moved more slowly, some finally ground to a halt. Swans left, as did the tourists. Clammy fingers of disease and sickness reached deeply into the village.
Quickly, the embarrassed council called a special meeting. Realizing their gross error in judgment, they rehired the old keeper of the spring, and within a few weeks, the veritable river of life began to clear up. The wheels started to turn, and new life returned to the hamlet in the Alps.
Never become discouraged with the seeming smallness of your task, job, or life. Cling fast to the words of Edward Everett Hale: “I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something I can do.” The key to accomplishment is believing that what you can do will make a difference.
Appreciation is a wonderful thing. It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.
Theology, kid style ………
- Dear God, please put another holiday between Christmas and Easter. There is nothing good in there now. Amanda
- Dear God, Thank you for the baby brother but what I asked for was a puppy. I never asked for anything before. You can look it up. Joyce
- Dear Mr. God, I wish you would not make it so easy for people to come apart. I had to have 3 stitches and a shot. Janet
- God, I read the bible. What does beget mean? Nobody will tell me. Love, Alison
- Dear God, how did you know you were God? Who told you? Charlene
- Dear God, is it true my father won’t get in Heaven if he uses his golf words in the house? Anita
- Dear God, I bet it’s very hard for you to love all of everybody in the whole world. There are only 4 people in our family and I can never do it. Nancy
- Dear God, I like the story about Noah the best of all of them. You really made up some good ones. I like walking on water, too. Glen
- Dear God, my Grandpa says you were around when he was a little boy. How far back do you go? Love, Dennis
- Dear God, how come you did all those miracles in the old days and don’t do any now? Billy
- Dear God, please send Dennis Clark to a different summer camp this year. Peter
- Dear God, maybe Cain and Abel would not kill each other so much if they each had their own rooms. It works out OK with me and my brother. Larry
- Dear God, I keep waiting for spring, but it never did come yet. What’s up? Don’t forget. Mark
- Dear God, my brother told me about how you are born but it just doesn’t sound right. What do you say? Marsha
- Dear God, if you watch in Church on Sunday I will show you my new shoes. Barbara
- Dear God, is Reverend Coe a friend of yours, or do you just know him through the business? Donny
- Dear God, I do not think anybody could be a better God than you. Well, I just want you to know that. I am not just saying that because you are already God. Charles
- Dear God, it is great the way you always get the stars in the right place. Why can’t you do that with the moon? Jeff
- Dear God, I am doing the best I can. Really. Frank
And, saving the best for last . . .
- Dear God, I didn’t think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset you made on Tuesday night. That was really cool. Thomas
My doctor tells me I suffer from extreme hypochondria. He prescribed a strong placebo, but I don’t think it’s working.
The service area was located on a main highway leading to the beach. The pump attendant was accustomed to seeing tired and sunburned occupants in the cars that pulled in to tank up.
When a rusty old van containing a very tired looking couple and six screaming children pulled into his station, the attendant tried small talk to cheer the occupants.
“Hope you had a good day at the beach! Nice looking kids there. Are they all yours or is this a picnic?”
Wearily, the driver replied, “Yes they are all mine and it’s NO picnic!”
186,000 miles/sec. Not just a good idea, it’s the LAW.
A young scholar from New York was invited to become Rabbi in a small old community in Chicago. On his very first Shabbat, a hot debate erupted as to whether one should or should not stand during the reading of the Ten Commandments.
The next day, the rabbi visited 98 year-old Mr. Katz in the nursing home. “Mr. Katz, I’m asking you, as the oldest member of the community,” said the rabbi, “what is our synagogue’s custom during the reading of the Ten Commandments?”
“Why do you ask?” asked Mr. Katz.
“Yesterday we read the Ten Commandments. Some people stood, some people sat. The ones standing started screaming at the ones sitting, telling them to stand up. The ones sitting started screaming at the ones standing, telling them to sit down… ”
“That,” said the old man, “is our custom.”
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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