Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
I am sometimes told that I have a lot of problems that I don’t realize. I am told that I don’t pay enough attention to what is wrong around me. I am told I am overly optimistic. I am told I don’t recognize barriers and end up risking too much. I am told I am open with strangers. I am told that I don’t realize what is wrong with people who are not like us. I am told I don’t get angry enough. I am told I do more than I need to. I am told I care too much for people I barely know if I even know them at all.
If these are all flaws than I agree I am guilty and I am glad that I am. I would much rather enjoy than to help to destroy. I would much rather do something than just sit back criticizing others for taking action. I hope you won’t mind if I just continue being me for I don’t much ever want to be what some others think I should be.
Here is something I found in my files that I like, I hope you do too. I don’t know who Father Pat is but I wish I did.
Steps to Happiness
You can’t be all things to all people.
You can’t do all things at once.
You can’t do all things equally well.
You can’t do all things better than everyone else.
Your humanity is showing just like everyone else’s.
You have to find out who you are, and be that.
You have to decide what comes first, and do that.
You have to discover your strengths, and use them.
You have to learn not to compete with others,
Because no one else is in the contest of *being you*.
You will have learned to accept your own uniqueness.
You will have learned to set priorities and make decisions.
You will have learned to live with your limitations.
You will have learned to give yourself the respect that is due.
And you’ll be a most vital mortal.
Dare To Believe:
That you are a wonderful, unique person.
That you are a once-in-all-history event.
That it’s more than a right, it’s your duty, to be who you are.
That life is not a problem to solve, but a gift to cherish.
And we’ll be able to stay one up on what used to get us.
May God Bless you and keep you safe,
Be happy with what you have and are, be generous with both, and you won’t have to hunt for happiness.
William E. Gladstone
A driver pulled up beside a rundown farmhouse. He got out and knocked at the door. An elderly woman answered the door, and he asked her for directions to Des Moines.
“Don’t know,” the woman said.
He got back in his car and pulled away. Then he heard voices. He looked in his rear view mirror and saw the woman and an equally old man waving for him to come back. So he made a U-turn and drove up to them.
“This is my husband,” the old woman said. “He doesn’t know how to get to Des Moines either!”
Everybody wants to do something to help, but nobody wants to be the first.
Two paramedics are sent to check on a 92-year-old man who has become disoriented. They decide to take him to the hospital for evaluation.
While the paramedics are rushing him to the hospital with sirens blaring, one of them talks to the man to determine how aware he is.
Leaning close, the paramedic asks, “Sir, do you know what we’re doing right now?”
The old fellow slowly looks up at him, then gazes out the ambulance window.
“Oh,” he replies, “I’d say about 50, maybe 55.”
“You know you’re getting old when you stoop to tie your shoelaces and wonder what else you could do while you’re down there.”
An American attorney had just finished a guest lecture at a law school in Italy when an Italian lawyer approached him and asked, “Is it true that a person can fall down on a sidewalk in your country and then sue the landowners for lots of money?”
Told that it was true, the lawyer turned to his partner and started speaking rapidly in Italian. When they stopped, the American attorney asked if they wanted to go to America to practice law. “No, no,” one replied. “We want to go to America and fall down on sidewalks.”
“The longest word in the English language is the one that follows the phrase, ‘And now a word from our sponsor’.”
A group of burglars were robbing a bank. One of them pointed a gun at a teller’s head and shouted: “Give me all your money, or you’ll be GEOGRAPHY!”
The cashier laughed and said, “You mean H I S T O R Y!”
The burglar shouted back, “Don’t change the subject.”
If you want the last word in an argument, say, “You’re right.”
He loved living in Staten Island, but he wasn’t crazy about the ferry. Miss a ferry late at night, and you have to spend the next hour or so wandering the deserted streets of lower Manhattan.
So when he spotted a ferry no more than fifteen feet from the dock, he decided he wouldn’t subject himself to an hour’s wait. He made a running leap and landed on his hands and knees, a little bruised maybe, but safe on deck.
He got up, brushed himself off, and announced proudly to a bystander, “Well, I made that one, didn’t I?”
“Sure did,” the bystander said. “But you should have waited a minute or two. The ferry is just about to dock.”
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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