I met upon the street today a man more feeble yet than I
He hobbled toward me, leaning on his cane
A broad smile upon his face and a twinkle in his eye.
I greeted him with a cheery, “Good morning, Mr. D!"
It’s good to meet you this morning in the lane
Your smile is bright as ever; that is good to see.”
“The surgeon says he will operate on my knee.”
“You’ve been a few times around the sun;
Your decision will the right one be.”
“I am eighty-seven now,” he said, “and I can
barely walk anymore, much less run.”
“May God bless you, and guide the doctor’s hand.”
He ambles on, I go my way
I am chastised within my heart
I’ve met an example today
By which to live; for he wears a grin
While I grumble with each dart
of pain. Now convicted: that is sin.
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.
--Proverbs 17:22
Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin.
James 4:17
Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin.
James 4:17
7 comments:
Oh my, I hope that's not a mortal sin.
Vee, a guide to proper living; no theological discussion.
Vee, so how did I suddenly get to be "anonymous" on my own blog?
(Probably rolled over something with the cursor on my way to posting.)
It is too easy to grumble and complain. But it is no fun when life deals pain.
Chuck, you've stated that exactly right. To keep grinning is sometimes a fight. To grumble and groan is our inclination; don’t do it, if happiness is your destination.
Let's get together and have a grin fest!
Sharkey, winning idea!
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