I just discovered the fact that Friendship Week was last month and I forgot all about it! Then I remembered that every day can be friendship day. My prayer is that I will not forget!
IMPORTANT DISCOVERIES
by Dorothy Obbink
- I’ve learned . . .
That under everyone’s hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.
- I’ve learned . . .
That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.
- I’ve learned . . .
That love, not time, heals all wounds.
- I’ve learned . . .
That the easiest way to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.
- I’ve learned . . .
That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.
- I’ve learned . . .
That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.
- I’ve learned . . .
That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.
- I’ve learned . . .
That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.
- I’ve learned . . .
That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.
- I’ve learned . . .
That I can’t choose how I feel, but I can choose what I do about it.
- I’ve learned . . .
That when your newly born child holds your little finger in his little fist, that you’re hooked for life.
- I’ve learned . . .
That there’s nothing sweeter than sleeping with your babies and feeling their breath on your cheeks.
- I’ve learned . . .
That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you are climbing it.
- I’ve learned . . .
That it is best to give advise in only two circumstances; when it is requested and when it is a life threatening situation.
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SET FREE
by Charlie Grier
Some folks live on grumble corner
and they’re always in a stew!
Others smile all day for Jesus--
No odds what they’re going through.
What a difference! What a contrast!
We decide which we will be.
When Jesus becomes our Savior,
We from grumbling are SET FREE!
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GRUMBLERS
by Thoro Harris
In country town or city some people may be found
Who spend their lives in grumbling at everything around.
Oh, yes, they always grumble, no matter what we say,
For these are chronic grumblers and they grumble night and day
Chorus:
Oh, they grumble on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Grumble on Thursday too;
Grumble on Friday, Saturday, Sunday;
Grumble the whole week through.
They grumble in the city, they grumble on the farm,
They grumble at their neighbors; they think it is no harm.
They grumble at their husbands, they grumble at their wives,
They grumble at their children; but the grumbler never thrives.
They grumble when it’s raining, they grumble when it’s dry.
And if the crops are failing, they grumble and they sigh.
They grumble at low prices and grumble when they’re high;
They grumble all the year ‘round and they grumble till they die.
They grumble at the preacher, they grumble at his prayer,
They grumble at his preaching, they grumble everywhere.
They grumble at God’s people and say it’s all display,
But holy folks don’t grumble; they have only time to pray.
If you don’t quit your grumbling and stop it now and here,
You’ll never get to heaven, no grumblers enter there.
Repent and be converted; be saved from all your sin.
You know that grumbling Christians find it hard a crown to win.
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THE MAKING OF FRIENDS
by Edgar A. Guest
If nobody smiled and nobody cheered and nobody helped us along.
If each every minute looked after himself and good things all went to the strong.
If nobody cared just a little for you, and nobody thought about me,
And we stood all alone to the battle of life,
what a dreary old world it would be!
If there were no such thing as a flag in the sky as a symbol of comradeship here,
If we lived as the animals live in the woods, with nothing held sacred or dear.
And selfishness ruled us from birth to the end,and never a neighbor had we,
And never we gave to another in need.
What a dreary old world it would be!
Oh, if we were rich as the richest on earth and strong as the strongest that lives,
Yet never we knew the delight and the charm of the smile that the other man gives.
If kindness were never a part of ourselves, though we owned all the land we could see,
And friendship means nothing at all to us here,
what a dreary old world it would be!
Life is sweet just because of the friends we have made and the things which in common we share;
We want to live on not because of ourselves, but because of the people who care;
It’s giving and doing for somebody else –on that all life’s splendor depends.
And the joy of this world, when you’ve summed it all up, is found in the making of friends.
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