February 14, 2018
Strive not to be a success, but rather to be of value.
I just learned that an old friend who has spent many years serving others was just the victim of a reorganization that eliminated his position. He has given much to many over the years and always has done it with style and grace.
Many of us would find only bitterness in the reality that we would have to start again. My friend only shared with me how much he appreciated having had the opportunity to serve others for as many years as he has so far. I expect that in the years ahead he will continue to be the bright star that he is now.
I have always liked the following poem and today it reminded me of my friend as he always has earned his tomorrow and I am sure will continue to do so.
Have You Earned Your Tomorrow
Is anybody happier because you passed his way?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
This day is almost over, and its toiling time is through;
Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you?
Did you give a cheerful greeting to the friend who came along?
Or a churlish sort of “Howdy” and then vanish in the throng?
Were you selfish pure and simple as you rushed along the way,
Or is someone mighty grateful for a deed you did today?
Can you say tonight, in parting with the day that’s slipping fast,
That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said;
Does a man whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead?
Did you waste the day, or lose it, was it well or sorely spent?
Did you leave a trail of kindness or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber do you think that God would say,
You have earned one more tomorrow by the work you did today?
To handle yourself, use your head; to handle others, use your heart.
After Sunday service a young couple talked to the pastor about joining the church. He hadn’t met the husband before, so he asked what church he was transferring from.
The husband looked down at his feet and replied, “I am transferring from the Municipal Golf Course.”
“The follies which a man regrets most, in his life, are those which he didn’t commit when he had the opportunity.”
A guy’s wife and kids all came down with the flu. Upon returning home from the pediatrician’s office with his four kids, he turned his attention to his ailing wife.
After preparing some chicken soup for her, he picked up the phone to call her doctor.
The receptionist picked up and he related the situation to her. She then told him that the office was going to be closed for a couple of days, but that his wife could have an appointment in 3 days.
He went ballistic and yelled into the phone, “Three days?! The doctor can’t see her for three days?! She could be dead by then!”
Calmly the voice at the other end of the line replied, “If so, would you please call to cancel the appointment?”
If the left side of your brain controls the right side of your body, then only left-handed people are in their right mind.
While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my 4- year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds. The various appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs, unfailingly intrigued her. One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, “The tooth fairy will never believe this!”
I just can’t win with my wife. She doesn’t like my hours, she doesn’t like my hobbies, she doesn’t even like my girlfriends.
An Amish man answered a knock on his door one morning. An electric company worker handed him a piece of paper stating that the electric company would like to run a power line through his pasture. The Amish man said, “No!”
“Legally, that paper says we can.” replied the worker.
As the worker turned and left, returning to his co-workers in the field, the Amish man went to his barn and turned his bull into the pasture.
As the bull rumbled toward the workers in the field, the Amish man hollers, “Show HIM your paper!”
A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.
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