I find life to be really fun (i.e. I am very thankful for my life). How about you? A friend said to me—erv, hang on to your hat and enjoy the ride!!
A friend (i.e. who is full of spice) was with a group of
folks for a couple of weeks traveling. She observed that the vast majority of
them complained constantly (i.e. it seemed they were never happy; always
bitching about something). The smaller minority were always happy and looked at
the positive (i.e. they always found something to be thankful for). I can tell
you which group I would enjoy being around. RickyRick says—"Humility
begins by simply realizing you’re not God.”
Sometimes we just don’t catch on! Here is a story I
read: A mother tells her five-year-old
not to eat a cookie off a plate with six cookies. When she returns, she sees
that two of the cookies are gone. “Didn’t I ask you not to eat a cookie?” the
mom asks. “Yes,” comes the confident reply. “Then why did you disobey?” the mom
asks. “I didn’t disobey. You told me not to eat one of the cookies, and I
didn’t eat one; I ate two.”
WorldClassLarry says--Be disciplined about what you respond
and react to. Not everyone or everything deserves our time, energy, and
attention. Stay in our light.
There are many ways to say thank you to folks. There are
some ways that are really meaningful and unique, my opinion. Maybe one of the
bravest and most important thankyous we can give is just to show up (i.e. give
someone your attention)! I read this while eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it: I met a man who shared his story of how
he escaped from Eastern Europe during a time when it was part of the Soviet
Union. As we discussed his life as an American citizen, I asked him what he saw
that troubled him about living here. He said that he could not understand the
attitude here toward taking care of the elderly. He added that people here will
take great care of their dogs, even allowing them to sleep at the foot of their
bed, but will not even allow their elderly parents to do the same.
When we get groceries, sometimes we are asked if we want
plastic or paper. Soooo if we say paper some green person will criticize us for
using all the trees and if we choose plastic then we will be criticized because
of the oil used to make the bag and they will end up in the land fill. In WA
you have to pay 8 cents per bag soooo many will bring their reusable bags but
then there are folks who criticize that some 7-year-old kid in some sweat shop
in a third world country is making them. We can’t seem to win! ItchieBitchie
says--In my environment I see some folks who are constantly offended, always! I
wonder how these folks make it through life without having a daily mental
meltdown. They never have “a peace of mind” it appears, always unhappy and mad
about something, like always agitated about something. Those folks just can’t
be very thankful in my opinion. They just can’t be.
I read in The Seattle Times that enough "thank you" is enough; enough is enough! New Zealand has a new rule at the drop off at the airport. It
is “Max hug time 3 minutes.” They are
hoping that this will help the traffic jam problem at the drop site. Folks are
just hugging and saying thank you for way toooo long periods of time. Saturday
question—What is your average hug time?
Sometimes we just don’t catch on! I heard this story: An adult daughter was riding with her mother
while she was driving. Her senior mother went through a red light. The daughter
didn’t say anything but was wondering. Then her mother went through another red
light. Soooo the daughter said to her mother, do you know you just went through
two red lights? The mother said, oh am I
driving!
Thank you, Lord, for the gift of this day.” Life expectancy
in the U.S. is about 78 years.
VelvetElvis says—Giving thanks to God is one of the most
powerful and radical acts of expressions that will affect each one of us.
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:
erv
MyDeceasedFriendJean said—One of the most attractive things
we can wear is a smile.
P.S. Some old college friends called and were wondering if my
Jeanne died as now I say MyDeceasedFriendJean when I used to say MyFriendJean.
Well, they are two different Jeans. My deceased friend was MyFriendJean down
the street from me in Aplingotn. My Jeanne is kicking well let me tell you. I
was trying to give the credit for the sayings to the correct Jean but I’m sorry
if I confused you folks. My Jeanne told me to tell you that she is doing well!
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