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Ray’s Daily

April 21, 2021


“If life isn’t about human beings and living in harmony, then I don’t know what it’s about.”

Orlando Bloom

Ray’s Daily first published on April 21, 2006

I spent time this morning with a new and special friend. She has achieved much in her short life. She has a doctorate in Business, and currently serves as program director in a degree granting institution. She is a respected small business consultant. All this after spending many years in Africa working with international organizations getting food to people caught in conflicts, people who would have starved to death if not for her and her colleagues. She and her engineer husband are raising a couple of great kids. She is kind, thoughtful and for a number of years has donated much of her time in service to others in need here in Central Indiana. She is smart, caring, and selfless and I am glad we have become friends.

Oh yes, I almost forgot, she is a Muslim. I am sure that many who see her in her traditional headdress blame her for the evil of others instead of embracing her for all she does. I know none of our readers harbor animosity toward others because of their origin, race, creed, or gender, after all seeing individuals as they are and not as stereotypes is the foundation upon which we can join with one another in harmony.


My daily wish is that we may see good in those who pass our way;

Find in each a worthy trait that we shall gladly cultivate;

See in each one passing by the better things that beautify

A softly spoken word of cheer, a kindly face, a smile sincere.

I pray each day that we may view the things that warm one’s heart anew;

The kindly deed that can’t be bought that only from good are wrought,

A burden lightened here and there, a brother lifted from despair,

The aged ones freed from distress; the lame, the sick, brought happiness.

Grant that before each sun has set we’ll witness deeds we can’t forget;

A soothing hand to one in pain, a sacrifice for love – not gain;

A word to ease the troubled mind of one whom fate has dealt unkind.

So, friend, my wish is that we may see good in all who pass our way.

Phil Perkins


You don’t get harmony when everybody sings the same note.

Doug Floyd


A woman goes to the local psychic in hopes of contacting her dearly departed grandmother. The psychic’s eyelids begin fluttering, her voice begins warbling, her hands float up above the table, and she begins moaning. Eventually, a coherent voice emanates, saying, “Granddaughter?

Are you there?”

The customer, wide-eyed and on the edge of her seat, responds, “Grandmother? Is that you?”

“Yes granddaughter, it’s me.”

“It’s really, really you, grandmother?”, the woman repeats.

“Yes, it’s really me, granddaughter.”

The woman looks puzzled, “You’re sure it’s you, grandmother?”

“Yes, granddaughter, I’m sure it’s me.”

The woman pauses a moment, “Grandmother, I have just one question for you.”

“Anything, my child.”

“Grandmother, when did you learn to speak English?” 


To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end in life.

Baruch Spinoza


He said: I moved from Chicago to Houston and was nervous about the summers in this new city. My queries got this reply from a native Houstonian. “Sir, we have four seasons here: almost summer, summer, still summer, and Christmas.”


My dad told me that life is like a big game of solitaire. Until you get married. Then it’s like a big game of solitaire with a partner telling you you’re playing it wrong.


In a stationery store, I quickly picked out a card for my wife for our anniversary.

The clerk was surprised by how little time it took me, and she began relating a story about another customer who spent a half-hour searching for the right anniversary greeting.

Noticing the man lingering over one card after another, the clerk went to see if she could help. “Is there a problem?” she asked.

“Yes, there is,” he replied ruefully. “I can’t find one my wife will believe.”


“I’m not a fatalist. But even if I were, what could I do about it?”

Emo Philips


She said: According to Leah, my mother, she and Dad decided to start a family soon after he became an office manager.

When months went by without success, they consulted a noted physician, who chose to examine Mom right then and there.

“Please disrobe,” the doctor told her.

“With him in the room??” she yelled, pointing to my father.

Turning to Dad, the doctor said, “Aaron, I think I found the problem.”


“You may think your boss is stupid, but remember if he was smart you probably wouldn’t have a job”

John Gotti


A Sunday school teacher asked her second graders if anyone knew another name for God. She was picturing answers like ‘Lord’ or ‘Almighty’.

After a long moment of silence a little boy raised his hand and said, “Howard.”

“Howard?” replied the confused teacher.

“You know,” continued the boy, “Howard be thy name.”


“Pain is temporary. Pride is forever.”


He was extremely nervous about his first funeral service as a Navy chaplain, but the undertaker assured him that he would prompt him. All went well until, at the close, the undertaker whispered to him to instruct the family to come up and view the body.

“Will the family now come forward and pass around the bier,” he said. He cringed inwardly when he heard his own words.

Later, as he was leaving, he overheard two of the cemetery workers talking. “I didn’t get any beer,” one said. “Did you?” “You heard the chaplain,” the other replied. “It was just for the family.”


“To keep the lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.”

Mother Teresa


Two smart fellows were in an English pub. They called the publican over and asked him to settle an argument.

‘Are there two pints in a quart or four?”, asked one.

“There be two pints in a quart, confirmed the publican.

They moved back along the bar and soon the barmaid asked for their order.

“Two pints please, miss, and they are on the house.”

The barmaid doubted that her boss would be so generous so one of the fellows called out to the publican at the other end of the bar, “You did say two pints, didn’t you?”

“That’s right, he called back, two pints.”


I shall allow no man to belittle my soul by making me hate him.

Booker T. Washington


Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

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