Good Encouragement
The following poem was written in 1860 by Ellen Gates. It was also said that this poem was set to music a few years later, and that Abraham Lincoln heard the song sung. He was so moved by the song that he asked it be sung a second time. This is what I have been told, but as you know it may not be correct.
I did find this when I did some research:
Your Mission The following poem was written in 1860 by Ellen Gates. It was also said that this poem was set to music a few years later, and that Abraham Lincoln heard the song sung. He was so moved by the song that he asked it be sung a second time. This is what I have been told, but as you know it may not be correct.
I did find this when I did some research:
If you cannot, on the ocean, sail among the swiftest fleet,
Rocking on the highest billows, laughing at the storms you meet,
You can stand among the sailors, anchored yet within the bay,
You can lend a hand to help them, as they launch their boats away.
If you are too weak to journey up the mountain steep and high,
You can stand within the valley, while the multitudes go by;
You can chant in happy measure, as they slowly pass along;
Though they may forget the singer, they will not forget the song.
If you have not gold and silver ever ready to command;
If you cannot toward the needy reach an ever open hand;
You can visit the afflicted, o’er the erring you can weep;
You can be a true disciple, sitting at the Savior’s feet.
If you cannot, in the conflict prove, yourself a soldier true,
If, where fire and smoke are thickest, there’s no work for you to do;
When the battlefield is silent, you can go with careful tread,
You can bear away the wounded, you can cover up the dead.
If you cannot, in the harvest, gather up the richest sheaves,
Many a grain both ripe and golden oft the careless reaper leaves;
Go and glean among the briars growing rank against the wall,
For it may be that their shadow hides the heaviest wheat of all.
Do not, then, stand idly waiting, for some greater work to do;
Fortune is a lazy goddess, she will never come to you.
Go and toil in any vineyard, do not fear to do or dare,
If you want a field of labor, you can find it anywhere.
~Ellen Gates, 1860
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Tennessee Granddaddy Says:
Tennessee Granddaddy Says:
It's good if you can laugh at yourself,
for you will always be amused.
for you will always be amused.
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Quote of the Day
Quote of the Day
The trouble with her is that she lacks the power of conversation but not the power of speech.
~ George Bernard Shaw
~ George Bernard Shaw
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Joke of the Day
Joke of the Day
One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother has several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, “Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?”
Her mother replied, “Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.”
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, “Momma, how come ALL of grandma’s hairs are white?”
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, “Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?”
Her mother replied, “Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.”
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, “Momma, how come ALL of grandma’s hairs are white?”
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1 comment:
Jim, I just love that poem, it was just what I needed this morning!
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