Be kind. Be fair. Be honest.
And all these things will
come back to you.
What goes round, comes around.
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I choose to live every day with a heart filled with joy.
My word for today is “KARMA!”
BE ALERT TO LIFE!
Use kind words.
Have a gratitude attitude.
Build up another’s self worth—
Polish our own.
Be an encourager.
Remember that you own your words!
Which of your words will you be today?
HAPPY? COURAGEOUS? KIND?
CLEVER? GRATEFUL? BIG?
I am going to add PEACEFUL to my POSITIVE from the other day.
Robin Moore
Drop a pebble in the water- just a splash and it is gone.
But there’s half a hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
They are spreading, spreading and the ripples rise and fall.
While the music of the swelling brings a thought for one and all.
As you watch the waves of water as they widen round and round.
Think how simple was their starting, just a pebble from the ground.
Drop an unkind word , or careless, in a second it is gone.
And there’s half a hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
They are spreading, ever spreading from the centre as they go,
And there’s not a way to stop them once you’ve started them to flow.
And perhaps in some sad heart a mighty wave of tears you’ve stirred
And disturbed a life once happy when you’ve dropped that unkind word.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness– in a moment it is gone,
But there’s half a hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
Bearing songs and hope and gladness on each buoyant, joyous wave,
Till you’d not believe the volume from the little thought you gave;
And you’ve rolled a wave of comfort whose sweet music may be heard,
Circling miles and miles around you- just dropping that kind word.
From Father Pat’s Minister’s Fraternal Column “A Christian Comment”
Kind words need only to be short
and quite easy to say,
but the echoes of those words
can be truly endless.
LOVE is not selfish.
It is understanding and kind.
It observes with the heart
and never with the mind.
Love is the purpose
that each person seeks –
Love is the language
that each person speaks.
Love cannot be purchased
It is without price, and perfectly free….
Love like pure magic,
is a sweet mystery.
Helen Steiner Rice
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