"Help one another," the maple spray
Said to its fellow leaf one day,
"The wind would wither me here alone,
And I should be gone ere the day is done,
But I will help you, and you help me,
And then what a splendid shade there will be."
"Help one another," the dewdrop cried,
Seeing another drop close by its side,
"The warm summer breeze would drive me away,
And I should be gone ere the close of day,
But I will help you, and you help me,
And we'll make a brook and run to the sea."
Oh, love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forever more endure
The saints' and angels' song.
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Tho stretched from sky to sky.
Oh, love, of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forever more endure
The saints' and angels' song.
"To be of service is a solid foundation
for contentment in this world."
~~Charles W. Eliot
I am only one, but I am one.
I cannot do everything,
But I can do something.
And I will not let what I cannot do,
Interfere with what I can do.
~~Edward Everett Hale
The Lord seeth not as man seeth;
For man looketh on the outward appearance,
But the Lord looketh on the heart.
~~I Samuel 16:7
If you want to be miserable,
Think much about yourself;
About what you want, what you like,
What respect people ought to pay to you,
And what people think of you.
~~Charles Kingsley
You cannot do a kindness too soon, because
you never know how soon it will be too late.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love suffereth long, and is kind;
Love envieth not; love vaunteth not itself,
Is not puffed up.
Doth not behave itself unseemly,
Seeketh not her own,
Is not easily provoked,
Thinketh no evil,
Rejoiceth not in iniquity,
But rejoiceth in the truth;
Beareth all things, believeth all things,
Hopeth all things, endureth all things.
Question not, but live and labour
Till yon goal be won,
Helping every feeble neighbour,
Seeking help from none;
Life is mostly froth and bubble,
Two things stand like stone,
Kindness in another's trouble,
Courage in your own.
-- Adam Lindsay Gordon
HOW TO BE HAPPY
Are you almost disgusted with life, little man?
I'll tell you a wonderful trick
That will bring you contentment if anything can,
Do something for somebody, quick!
Are you awfully tired with play, little girl?
Wearied, discouraged, and sick--
I'll tell you the loveliest game in the world,
Do something for somebody, quick!
Though it rains, like the rain of the flood, little man,
And the clouds are foreboding and thick,
You can make the sun shine in your soul, little man,
Do something for somebody, quick!
Though the stars are like brass overhead, little girl,
And the walks like a well-heated brick,
And our earthly affairs in a terrible whirl,
Do something for somebody, quick!
~~Author Unknown