March 24, 2022
“The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up.”
We often have the opportunity to encourage others. Both encouragement and discouragement can have a major effect on people. It is especially difficult when another has just made a misstep, however that is the best time to encourage them to keep going. Here is an item that shows the impact of what is offered to others.
At one point during a game, the coach said to one of his young players, ‘Do you understand what cooperation is? What a team is?’ The little boy nodded yes.’ ‘Do you understand that what matters is whether we win together as a team?” The little boy nodded yes.
‘So,’ the coach continued, ‘when a strike is called, or you are out at first, you don’t argue or curse or attack the umpire. Do you understand all that?’ Again, the boy nodded yes.
‘Good,’ said the coach. ‘Now go over there and explain it to your mother.’
What the coach wanted the boy’s mother to understand is that encouragement is vital to success. Encouragement builds teams and also builds esteem. Encouragement works. In fact, the right kind of encouragement, at the right time, can change a life.
Author Ron Dunn tells the story of two altar boys. One was born in 1892 in Eastern Europe. The other was born just three years later in a small town in Illinois, USA. Though their lives were quite different, these two boys shared a similar experience.
Each altar boy assisted his parish priest in the celebration of Mass. While handling the chalice during Holy Eucharist, they both accidentally spilled some of the wine on the carpet.
But this is where their stories diverge. The priest in the Eastern European church, seeing the purple stain, slapped the altar boy across the face and shouted, ‘Clumsy oaf! Leave the altar.’ He did. The little boy grew up to become the atheist and communist dictator of Yugoslavia, Josip Broz Tito.
The priest in the church in Illinois, upon seeing the wine stain, knelt down beside the boy and looked him tenderly in the eyes and said, ‘It’s all right, son. You’ll do better next time. You’ll be a fine priest for God someday.’ That little boy grew up to become the much loved Bishop Fulton J. Sheen.
We will never know how much a kind and encouraging word from the priest, or the lack of one, influenced these boys’ lives. But kindness and instruction are always far more valuable than anger and criticism.
Written by Steve Goodier
“Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it.”
We were taking six children on a camping trip. I drove the lead car with our gear, and my husband followed in the station wagon. At a tollbooth, I realized that we hadn’t divided the cash supply, and my husband didn’t have any money. I paid a double toll, explaining to the woman attendant, “I’m paying for the car behind me. He has all those children and no money.”
Without cracking a smile, she replied, “Good! Keep him that way.”
Among the most effective labor-saving devices is the neighbor who hasn’t returned your garden tools.
I called to make airline reservations and was put on hold. After several minutes of taped music, a recorded voice came on: “If you have been waiting longer than ten minutes, press eight. This will not speed up your call, but it will give you something to do while you wait.”
At the rate changes are occurring everywhere, anyone nostalgic for the “good old days” is yearning for last week.
There was a tailor named Mendel and he was worried about his business. Mendel was down to his last $50 and was torn between buying a sign and getting food for his family. Mendel decided to pray.
“Dear God,” he said, “I don’t know what to do. If I buy a sign it may bring in business, but I need to buy groceries for my family…and if the sign doesn’t bring in sales, we will starve.”
God replied, “Mendel, buy the sign. Don’t worry, your family won’t starve.”
So, Mendel bought the sign and business took off. The tailor fed his family and all was well. However, as time passed it became evident that Mendel couldn’t keep up with orders all by himself. He contemplated hiring on a helper, but wondered if he could afford it. So, he asked God if getting help would be a prudent move.
“Go ahead,” God tells Mendel, “hire some help, you’ll do okay.”
And so Mendel did. And business took off beyond his wildest dreams. After a time, the tailor decided to move to a larger site that would accommodate the growing demands of his business. As he surveyed certain locations, he found a perfect storefront, but the rental price was really steep.
“God,” Mendel again prayed, “I found the perfect place to relocate my business. But the cost of the lease worries me. I don’t want to get in over my head.”
“Go ahead and a get a lease on the store, Mendel,” said God. “Trust me, you’ll be okay–I haven’t steered you wrong yet, have I?”
So Mendel signed a lease on the 5th Avenue store and profits from his business went through the roof. Out of heartfelt gratitude, Mendel proposed to the Almighty that he dedicate the store to Him.
“How do you like the name “Yaweh and Mendel,” the tailor asked.
“Nah,” God said. “Let’s go with ‘Lord and Taylor.'”
Character isn’t inherited. One builds it daily by the way one thinks and acts.
Helen Gahagan Douglas
An old wild west fort is about to be attacked. The wily old General sends for his trusty Indian Scout. “Yumti-Bi,” he said, “you must use all your thirty years of skill in trying to estimate the sort of army we are up against here.” Yumti-Bi laid down and put his ear to the ground… “Heap large war party,” he says, “maybe three hundred braves, four chiefs, two on black stallions, two on white stallions. All have war paint…many many guns. Medicine man also with them.” “Good grief!” exclaims the General, “you can tell all of that just by listening to the ground???” “No, General,” replied the Indian, “I can see under the gate…”
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.
Our dog, Longie, suddenly began barking daily at 4 a.m.
Irritated and sleepy, my husband, Larry, searched the back yard for what might have disturbed this otherwise placid animal. For three days he found nothing amiss.
Then the dog woke up the neighborhood at 3 a.m. with frantic barking. When Larry looked out the window, he discovered someone throwing pebbles to land near Longie.
Larry hurried outside and found the culprit. Crouching on the other side of the fence was our quiet neighbor, the last man you’d suspect of wrongdoing. My husband demanded to know what he was doing.
“My mother-in-law is visiting,” the embarrassed neighbor explained. “If she loses her beauty sleep another night, she says she’ll leave.”
“A successful man is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at him.”
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