December 17, 2019
“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”
For many of us the season includes the exchange of gifts between loved ones and friends, For me it is a time to also express gratitude for the good things in my life, For me the material worth of a gift is not as important as the spirit in which it is given,
I fear that too many of us focus on the material value of what we receive instead of the expression of the love associated with the act. In truth most of us don’t need more things but can always use more affection.
Here is a story that I like as it embodies the gift that we all need.
A little girl was
A little girl was decorating a box with a gold wrapping paper to put it under the Christmas tree. Money was tight, so the girl‘s father punished her for wasting almost all roll of that expensive paper.
However, the next morning the girl brought the gift to her father. „This is for you, Daddy” – she said. He opened a box and found it empty, so he became angry again. „Don‘t you know, that when you give someone a gift, it is supposed that there would be something inside it” – he said severely.
The little girl looked at her father with tears in her eyes. „Daddy, this box is not empty, I filled it with my kisses, all for you“.
The father was stunned. He felt so embarrassed that could just put his arms around his little daughter and beg for her forgiveness.
For many years of his life the man kept that golden box near his bed. Wherever he felt sad and downhearted he opened the box and thought of love that the little child had put into it.
Each of us have been given a present of unconditional love from our children, family, friends and God. It is the most precious possession that anyone could hold.
“Now is no time to think of what you do not have. Think of what you can do with what there is.”
Rule #1 If you’re coasting, you’re going down hill.
Rule #2 If you’re not coasting, you’re not going down hill.
Women have something now called Marriage Anonymous. When they feel like getting married, they call somebody and they send over a man in a dirty T-shirt who hasn’t shaved in three days, smells like stale beer, and whines at her to make him a snack while he lies on the couch, emits various bodily gases and their accompanying noises, and watches football.
When you talk about someone behind their back, they will be there someplace.
“I have to have a raise,” the man said to his boss. “There are three other companies after me.”
“Is that so?” asked the manager. “What other companies are after you?”
“The electric company, the telephone company, and the gas company.”
99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.
The Sunday school teacher was carefully explaining the story of Elijah the Prophet and the false prophets of Baal. She explained how Elijah built the altar, put wood upon it, cut the steer in pieces and laid it upon the altar.
And then Elijah commanded the people of God to fill four barrels of water and pour it over the altar. He had them do this four times.
“Now, said the teacher, “can anyone in the class tell me why the Lord would have Elijah pour water over the steer on the altar?”
A little girl in the back of the room raised her hand with great enthusiasm. “To make the gravy,” came her enthusiastic reply.
Support bacteria — they’re the only culture some of us have.
An angry wife was complaining about her husband spending all his time at the bar, so one night he took her along.
“What’ll ya have?” he asked.
“Oh, I don’t know. The same as you I suppose,” she replied.
So the husband ordered a couple of Jack Daniel’s and threw his down in one go. His wife watched him, then took a sip from her glass and immediately spat it out.
“Yuck, it’s nasty poison!” she spluttered. “I don’t know how you can drink this stuff!”
“Well, there you go,” cried the husband. “And you think I’m out enjoying myself every night!”
“Keep your children from killing themselves, or anyone else, and hope for the best.”
A man takes his place in the theater, but his seat is too far from the stage. He whispers to the usher, “This is a mystery, and I have to watch a mystery close up. Get me a better seat, and I’ll give you a handsome tip.”
The usher moves him into the second row, and the man hands the usher a quarter.
The usher leans over and whispers, “The wife did it.”
A man wrapped up in himself makes a very small bundle.
Esther was entranced with an expensive mink coat she had seen in an exclusive shop, and for days she cudgeled her brain to think of a way to bring up the subject to her husband. Suddenly she had an inspired thought.
“Sol, last night I had a lovely dream.”
“What kind of a dream, Esther?”
“I dreamed that we passed by Saks Fifth Avenue, and there in the window was this gorgeous mink coat — only $6,200. And you know what you did? You went right in and bought it for me, Sollie dear!”
“Say, that really was a wonderful dream! Hereafter, in all your dreams, you should wear it in good health, Esther dear!”
“It is necessary, then, to cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.”
Wallace D. Wattles
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