April 29, 2019
“Happiness is a by-product of an effort to make someone else happy.”
– Gretta Brooker Palmer
Where we now live is like a small village. Our community is made up of about 160 residents and a hundred or so staff members. Like any small village we stay close and interested in our neighbors.
Many are compassionate and spend time helping those of us who have yet to learn how to be happy with what we have. The positive and upbeat among us share their happiness while brightening our day. They often lift the spirits of folks who are struggling with the burdens they carry. These good folks spend their days sharing their warmth and we all benefit from their presence.
Here is a story on how we too can contribute some joy in the lives of others while enhancing our own happiness.
OUR HAPPINESS IS WITH OTHERS
Everyone wants to find happiness in life. No matter what our circumstances, and no matter what hand we are dealt, the search for true contentment is at the heart of everyone’s goals.
The question, then, is how? How are we supposed to even begin looking for it? A group of people gathered in a room attending a seminar about life and happiness to learn to find happiness in their lives.
They were being taught various skills and lessons about life. Suddenly, the speaker stopped and started giving each person a balloon. He asked everyone to write one’s name on it using a pen. All the balloons were then collected and taken to a another room. Now, these delegates were let in that room and asked to find the balloon which had their name written, within 5 minutes. Everyone was frantically searching for their name, pushing, colliding with each other, and there was utter chaos.
No one could find their balloons within the given five minute time and they all had to return to the other room empty handed.
Then they were told to go to the other room and randomly collect a balloon and give it to the person whose name was written on it. Within five minutes everyone was carrying the balloon with their name on it.
The speaker began: This is exactly happening in our lives. Everyone is frantically looking for happiness all around, not knowing where it is. Our happiness lies in the happiness of other people. Give them their happiness, you will get your own happiness.
And this is the purpose of human life.
“Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile.”
A woman was chatting with her next-door neighbor. “I feel real good today. I started out this morning with an act of unselfish generosity. I gave a five dollar bill to a bum.”
“You mean you gave a bum five dollars? That’s a lot of money to give away like that. What did you husband say about it?”
“Oh, he thought it was a good thing to do and thanked me.”
A seminar on Time Travel will be held two weeks ago.
My friend Moishe owned one of the biggest and fastest-growing businesses in Miami, a furniture store. I convinced him that he needed to take a trip to Italy to check out the merchandise himself, and because he was still single, he could check out all the hot Italian women, and maybe get lucky.
As Moishe was checking into a hotel he struck up an acquaintance with a beautiful young lady… she only spoke Italian and he only spoke English, so neither understood a word the other spoke. He took out a pencil and a notebook and drew a picture of a taxi. She smiled, nodded her head and they went for a ride in the park.
Later, he drew a picture of a table in a restaurant with a question mark and she nodded, so they went to dinner. After dinner he sketched two dancers and she was delighted. They went to several nightclubs, drank champagne, danced and had a glorious evening.
It had gotten quite late when she motioned for the pencil and drew a picture of a four-poster bed. Moishe was dumbfounded, and to this day remarks to me that he’s never be able to understand how she knew he was in the furniture business.
Give me the luxuries of life and I will willingly do without the necessities. –
Frank Lloyd Wright
Two rural church deacons who were having a sociable beer in the local tavern when they saw their minister drive by and take a good long look at their pickup trucks parked outside.
One deacon ducked down and said, “I hope the reverend didn’t see us or recognize my pickup.”
The other replied indifferently, “What difference does it make. God knows we’re in here… and he’s the only one who counts.”
The first deacon countered, “But God won’t tell my wife.”
“True friends are the people who walk in when the rest of the world is walking out.”
The man passed out in a dead faint as he came out of his front door onto the porch. Someone called 911. When the paramedics arrived, they helped him regain consciousness and asked if he knew what caused him to faint.
“It was enough to make anybody faint,” he said.
“My son asked me for the keys to the garage, and instead of driving the car out, he came out with the lawn mower.”
Why can you “slow up,” but you can’t “speed down.”?
A minister was planning a wedding at the close of the Sunday morning service.
After the benediction he had planned to call the couple down to be married for a brief ceremony before the congregation. For the life of him, he couldn’t think of the names of those who were to be married. “Will those wanting to get married please come to the front?” he requested.
Immediately, nine single ladies, three widows, four widowers, and six single men stepped to the front.
Anyone who goes to a psychiatrist ought to have his head examined.
Two elderly ladies meet at the launderette after not seeing one another for some time. After inquiring about each other’s health one asked how the other’s husband was doing.
“Oh! Ted died last week. He went out to the garden to dig up a cabbage for dinner, had a heart attack and dropped down dead right there in the middle of the vegetable patch!”
“Oh dear! I’m very sorry.” replied her friend “What did you do?”
“I opened a can of peas instead.”
“There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow creatures, and feeling that your presence is an addition to their comfort.”
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