The Serenity Prayer

This prayer, often repeated, is an originally untitled prayer by theologian Reinhold Niebuhr. It makes great sense to me, and whether you believe in God or not, I think it's a smart idea.

God, grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
The courage to change the things I can;
And the wisdom to know the difference















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Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Dr. Seuss

Never give up; you never know until you try.

I have always loved Dr. Seuss, so today, later in the week than my usual post (I've been sick) I give you a few quotes, which I found on goodreads.com

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”  (I often find that hard to do.)


“Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.” (Sometimes we don't trust a simple answer, figuring that such a hard question must have a hard answer.)

"Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”


―from his book Happy Birthday to You! (You can't be Johnny Depp or Kim K, but they can't be you, either.) 

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

The Frisbee

Never give up; you never know until you try.

There are corny jokes, and there are corny jokes.  I'm warning you: this is a bad one.

The Frisbee

I wondered why the Frisbee was getting bigger, and then it hit me.

I found this on a clean joke site recently and decided to pass it along to you.  I hope you don't need things to hit you before you "get" them; but as I've written before, I sometimes do. 

My wish for today is that we all have fewer Frisbees colliding with our heads (between the eyes, maybe) and more sailing smoothly into our waiting hands.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Analyzing, Reflecting, and Correcting: New and Improved!

Never give up; you never know until you try.

As my readers have probably realized, I’m analytical and self-reflective. Heck, I’m analytical and reflective about just about everything, like a child asking why the sky is blue. Admittedly, that can be crazy-making, but it can also be very useful, even life-saving in a way.

Life-saving may be a slight exaggeration, but a recent round of analysis and reflection yielded the unavoidable conclusion that I need to change my approach to a current (important) project. Correct my course, as it were. I’m just glad that I haven’t dug myself into a hole I can’t climb out of—or, to continue my nautical metaphor, I’m glad I haven’t run aground.

One of my colleagues always stresses to her clients the importance of taking the time to do the groundwork the right way so you can avoid some major problems later. I believe that’s true in business endeavors and personal ones, so I try to follow her advice.

Of course, you can’t plan for everything, but careful planning, including making necessary changes to the plan, can help you avoid some unpleasantries.

So, dear readers, I urge you to do what I’ve done: make a course correction if you need to. After all, we flock to the stores to buy the latest “new and improved” version of our favorite products. Why not call your course correction your “new and improved” approach?

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Look Beneath the Bluster

Never give up; you never know until you try.

A dear friend is dealing with late-stage pancreatic cancer. Though he has been sick for several years, the cause of his complaints remained a mystery until recently. He is getting his affairs in order, hoping that he has time to do so. Like many of us, he put some important things off because he thought he had plenty of time to do them tomorrow, or the day after that, or the day after that . . .


“W” has always been stubborn and full of life. You might even describe him as full of a certain substance and vinegar. (You know the saying.) He has been like a father to me, so it’s hard to watch his façade of cool control slip. I knew all along that he was so much bluster covering a soft and deeply-wounded heart, and I have accepted and loved him for the gruff jokester that he has been.

Many times over the years, “W” has said completely outrageous things just to see how people would react. He could be off-putting if you took him seriously, and he was so good at spouting balderdash that you couldn’t tell whether he was serious or not. I learned to look beneath the bluster to the gentle man that he was—and is, and my life has been better for having known him. I hope and pray that I will have more time with him.

“W” hasn’t come to a place of realizing just how much God loves him; he hasn’t said so, at least. That’s my biggest concern, because I hate to think of someone enduring the tribulations “W” has and end up facing something as horrible as cancer without embracing God’s immeasurable love and acceptance.

My challenge today is for everyone to look beneath the balderdash, the gruff exterior, the bluster, to the flawed, hurting human hiding in the shadows. Love him. Love her. God does. Most importantly, share the truth of God’s love and mercy with him or her.