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He must have seen the movie too. Apparently the merits of that wonderful movie seem to have been lost on him.
I adored the movie. Children are wonderful... innocent, trusting, believing, positive, full of wonder and awe ... the world to them is simply one big playground. And if perchance they stumble and fall and scrape their elbow or knee, all they ever do is get up pronto, shake themselves, and get playing once again. Oh sometimes they would cry being hurt but it's just for awhile.Then you'll see them running about again with a huge smile and a happy glow on their ecstatic faces.
I have a question though ..... Is that so hard for (us) adults to do too? To stand up each time we fall? To rise with an even much bigger resolve to do better given a fresh new start? To choose to be happy? To focus on our blessings more? Because honestly, our blessings are far more than our troubles. The reasons are so many to be of good joy! Being alive is one reason..... with still so much more.
Childlike joy is but the precious confidence of knowing there is a blessing or good in the midst of trouble or strife. It's to have learned that life is a mix of both the good and the bad ... to understand that our response to one or the other will certainly define the life we live... to believe that Someone up there keeps watch over us.
So how about counting blessings instead of tears ...or fears. Be of good joy.
It's a hot hot Saturday evening, but something's on my mind.
This..... Be Of Good Joy.
'Be of good joy' --That must be hard to understand when your troubles are up to here. When anywhere you turn trouble just stares you in the face. I'm not going to say ... ‘when the going gets tough, the tough get going’... but I said it anyway. Nope, we’re not going there this time.
Trouble as often we have been told is heaped on everybody's plate. None spared.. that's a fact. It comes in all kinds of shapes, sizes, persuasion, cause or reason, and at odd times when we need it the least. Its timing is always off.
So one unhappy friend once asked ... 'How in heaven's name can anyone take on a Pollyanna song when pricked from all sides by trouble's darts, pins, and needles?' And further added... 'You can sing your voice out with ... 'the sun will come out tomorrow.....' but that isn't going to make you feel any better. Because you'd be down there groveling on the ground beating your brains out over your miserable lot which that sweet Pollyanna positivity can't even help.'
This..... Be Of Good Joy.
'Be of good joy' --That must be hard to understand when your troubles are up to here. When anywhere you turn trouble just stares you in the face. I'm not going to say ... ‘when the going gets tough, the tough get going’... but I said it anyway. Nope, we’re not going there this time.
Trouble as often we have been told is heaped on everybody's plate. None spared.. that's a fact. It comes in all kinds of shapes, sizes, persuasion, cause or reason, and at odd times when we need it the least. Its timing is always off.
So one unhappy friend once asked ... 'How in heaven's name can anyone take on a Pollyanna song when pricked from all sides by trouble's darts, pins, and needles?' And further added... 'You can sing your voice out with ... 'the sun will come out tomorrow.....' but that isn't going to make you feel any better. Because you'd be down there groveling on the ground beating your brains out over your miserable lot which that sweet Pollyanna positivity can't even help.'
He must have seen the movie too. Apparently the merits of that wonderful movie seem to have been lost on him.
I adored the movie. Children are wonderful... innocent, trusting, believing, positive, full of wonder and awe ... the world to them is simply one big playground. And if perchance they stumble and fall and scrape their elbow or knee, all they ever do is get up pronto, shake themselves, and get playing once again. Oh sometimes they would cry being hurt but it's just for awhile.Then you'll see them running about again with a huge smile and a happy glow on their ecstatic faces.
I have a question though ..... Is that so hard for (us) adults to do too? To stand up each time we fall? To rise with an even much bigger resolve to do better given a fresh new start? To choose to be happy? To focus on our blessings more? Because honestly, our blessings are far more than our troubles. The reasons are so many to be of good joy! Being alive is one reason..... with still so much more.
Childlike joy is but the precious confidence of knowing there is a blessing or good in the midst of trouble or strife. It's to have learned that life is a mix of both the good and the bad ... to understand that our response to one or the other will certainly define the life we live... to believe that Someone up there keeps watch over us.
So how about counting blessings instead of tears ...or fears. Be of good joy.
May God bless you and your loved ones with everything good.
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