Talk happiness. The world is sad enough
Without your woe. No path is wholly rough.
Look for the places that are smooth and clear,
And speak of them to rest the weary ear
Of earth; so hurt by one continuous strain
Of mortal discontent and grief and pain.
Talk faith. The world is better off without
Your uttered ignorance and morbid doubt.
If you have faith in God, or man, or self,
Say so; if not, push back upon the shelf
Of silence, all your thoughts till faith shall come.
No one will grieve because your lips are dumb.
Talk health. The dreary, never-ending tale
Of mortal maladies is worn and stale;
You cannot charm or interest or please
By harping on that minor chord, disease.
Say you are well, or all is well with you,
And God shall hear your words and make them true.
~Ella Wheeler Wilcox~
The undecided person remains in doubt, in anxiety, in anguish. Indecision accumulates problems, worries and aggressions.
Human history is made of decisions. To decide is precisely to know to renounce, to know to lose advantages and values to win others. The undecided people are victims of gastric ailments, nervous pains and problems of the skin.
Negative people do not find solutions and they enlarge problems. They prefer lamentation, gossip, pessimism. It is better to light a match than to regret the darkness. A bee is small, but produces one of the sweetest things that exist.
We are what we think. The negative thought generates negative energy that is transformed into illness.
Good humor. Laughter. Rest. Happiness. These replenish health and bring long life. The happy person has the gift to improve the environment wherever they live. “Good humor saves us from the hands of the doctor”.
Happiness is health and therapy.
I asked God to take away my pride, and God said, “No.”
He said it was not for him to take away, but for me to give up.
I asked God to make my handicapped child whole, and God said, “No.”.
He said her spirit is whole, her body is only temporary.
I asked God to grant me patience, and God said, “No.”
He said that patience is a by-product of tribulation, it isn’t granted, it’s earned.
I asked God to give me happiness, and God said, “No.”
He said he gives blessings, happiness is up to me.
I asked God to spare me pain, and God said, “No.”
He said, suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.
I asked God to make my spirit grow, and God said, “No.”
He said I must grow on my own, but he will prune me to make me fruitful.
I asked God if he loved me, and God said, “Yes.”
He gave me his only son who died for me, and I will be in heaven someday because I believe.
I asked God to help me love others, as much as he loves me, and God said, “Ah finally, you have the idea.”