Re: Good Morning Sunday
How goeth the day chums?
My day goeth WELL
Here is a nice story
"Everything is going wrong"" said the son to his father What do you mean?” asked the father. “Well, work is boring, the kids are behaving terribly, my wife and I keep having rows and to cap it all the dog is sick. Life is awful and I hate it,” came the tearful reply. “Don’t worry,” replied the father, “these things happen. It will pass, it will pass.”
A few weeks later they were on the phone again. “How’s it going?” enquired the father. “Great!” his son replied. “My work is good, the kids are fine, my wife and I are getting on famously and the dog is fully recovered.” So the father said, “Don’t worry, it will pass, it will
These verses reminded me of a song which had a regular habit if raising my spirits.
I can't tell you how long it has been stowed away in my consciousness or memory
Glad that I live am I;
That the sky is blue;
Glad for the country lanes,
And the fall of dew.
After the sun, the rain,
After the rain the sun;
This is the way of life,
Till the work be done.
All that we need to do,
Be we low or high,
Is to see that we grow,
Nearer to God on high.
(Lizette Reeves 1909)
*Also posted on Leisurely Scribbles