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The Parable of Taoist Farmer
A man who lived on the northern frontier of China was skilled in interpreting events. One day, for no reason, his horse ran away to the nomads across the border. Everyone tried to console him, but his father said, “What makes you so sure this isn’t a blessing?”
Some months later his horse returned, bringing a splendid nomad stallion. Everyone congratulated him, but his father said, “What makes you so sure this isn’t a disaster?”
Their household was richer by a fine horse, which his son loved to ride. One day he fell and broke his hip. Everyone tried to console him, but his father said, “What makes you so sure this isn’t a blessing?”
A year later the nomads came in force across the border, and every able-bodied man took his bow and went into battle. The Chinese frontiersmen lost nine of every ten men. Only because the son was lame did the father and son survive to take care of each other.
Truly, blessing turns to disaster, and disaster to blessing: the changes have no end, nor can the mystery be fathomed.
THE KING AND HIS FRIEND
An African king had a close friend who had the habit of remarking “this
is good” about every occurrence in life no matter what it was. One day
the king and his friend were out hunting. The king’s friend loaded a
gun and handed it to the king, but alas he loaded it wrong and when the
king fired it, his thumb was blown off.
“This is good!” exclaimed his friend.
The horrified and bleeding king was furious. “How can you say this is
good? This is obviously horrible!” he shouted.
The king put his friend in jail.
About a year later the king went hunting by himself. Cannibals captured
him and took him to their village. They tied his hands, stacked some
wood, set up a stake and bound him to it. As they came near to set fire
to the wood, they noticed that the king was missing a thumb. Being
superstitious, they never ate anyone who was less than whole. They
untied the king and sent him on his way.
Full of remorse the king rushed to the prison to release his friend.
“You were right, it WAS good” the king said.
The king told his friend how the missing thumb saved his life and
added, “I feel so sad that I locked you in jail.That was such a bad
thing to do”
“NO! this is good!” responded his delighted friend.
“Oh, how could that be good my friend, I did a terrible thing to you while I
owe you my
“It is good” said his friend, “because if I wasn’t in jail I would have been
hunting with you and they would have killed ME.”
The Irish Path is an awesome website devoted to the Irish background and Lore!
I was going to cut and paste to have it here, but there’s just so much there. I’ll grab a few of the blessing and proverbs and the like and leave the rest for you to explore if you wish.
May you always have these blessings
A soft breeze when summer comes
A warm fireside in winter
And always the warm, soft smile of a friend.
May there always be work for your hands to do.
May your purse always hold a coin or two.
May the sun always shine on your windowpane.
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you.
May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.
May you be blessed with the strength of heaven
The light of the sun and the radiance of the moon
The splendor of the fire
The speed of lightning
the swiftness of wind
The depth of the sea
The stability of earth
And the firmness of rock.
Lord cloth me with the robes of innocence.
May you be half an hour in Heaven before the Devil knows your dead.
May you have warm words on a cold evening, a full moon on a dark night, and the road downhill all the way to your door.
Proverb – All that’s yellow is not gold, and all that’s white is not eggs. (all that glitters is not gold)
Proverb – Loud cackle, little egg. (All talk, no Action)
Proverb – – It is the shallowest water that makes the most noise.
Proverb – – The big dog’s nature will be in the pup.
Today there are only two kinds of people in the world.
The Irish and those that wish they were Irish.
Over the next few days I’ll be doing a St. Patrick’s day tribute (Like the Halloween one I set up) including music, proverbs and blessings, history and commentary.
Hubby’s family embraces the Irish in thier heritage and celebrates every year, so this is more for him and I than a request on any other’s part. 🙂 There will be a lot of posts, but they will be easy reads and easier to skip over if you’re not a fan.
Irish toast and sentiment.
Saint Patrick was a gentleman
Who through strategy and stealth
Drove all the snakes from Ireland
Here’s a toasting to his health
But not too many toastings
Lest you lose yourself and then
Forget the good Saint Patrick
And see all those snakes again
May the Irish hills caress you
May her lakes and rivers bless you
May the luck of the Irish enfold you
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you
Here’s to the anniversary of Saint Patrick’s Day
and may the Shamrock be green forever
Here’s to the land of the shamrock
Where Irish hearts are true
Here’s to our blessed Saint Patrick
But most of all, here’s to you!
Just got this in an email and wanted to keep it around.
I think you will like it.
The Charles Schulz Philosophy
The following is the philosophy of Charles Schulz, the creator of the ‘Peanuts’ comic strip.
You don’t have to actually answer the questions. Just ponder on them.
1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America pageant.
4 Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
5. Name the last half-dozen Academy Award winners for best actor and actress.
6. Name the last decade’s worth of World Series Winners.
How did you do?
The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday.
These are no second-rate achievers, They are the best in their fields.
But the applause dies..
Achievements are forgotten.
Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.
Here’s another quiz. See how you do on this one:
1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.
2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special!!
5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.
The lesson:The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials.. the most money… or the most awards.
They simply are the ones who care the most
I love these next two quotes
‘Don’t worry about the world coming to an end today. It’s already tomorrow in Australia !’
”Be Yourself. Everyone Else Is Taken!”
“Even in the darkness
Every color can be found
And every day of rain
Brings water flowing
To things growing in the ground”
I’ve heard it before on Dr. Horrible’s Sing along Blog
This link is only for act 1, but you can continue watching them if you like it (Or watch freely on Netflix!). It is really good.
Great music and just plain fun.
I heard the lyrics clearly this morning and I thought to myself how much I liked that line. Hope and a new way of looking at things.
So I’m documenting it here. 🙂
‘Twas the night before Christmas & out on the ranch
The pond was froze over & so was the branch.
The snow was piled up belly-deep to a mule.
The kids were all home on vacation from school,
And happier young folks you never did see-
Just all sprawled around a-watchin’ TV.
Then suddenly, some time around 8 o’clock,
There came a surprise that gave them a shock!
The power went off, the TV went dead!
When Grandpa came in from out in the shed
With an armload of wood, the house was all dark.
“Just what I expected,” they heard him remark.
“Them power line wires must be down from the snow.
Seems sorter like times on the ranch long ago.”
“I’ll hunt up some candles,” said Mom. “With their light,
And the fireplace, I reckon we’ll make out all right.”
The teen-agers all seemed enveloped in gloom.
Then Grandpa came back from a trip to his room,
Uncased his old fiddle & started to play
That old Christmas song about bells on a sleigh.
Mom started to sing, & 1st thing they knew
Both Pop & the kids were all singing it, too.
They sang Christmas carols, they sang “Holy Night,”
Their eyes all a-shine in the ruddy firelight.
They played some charades Mom recalled from her youth,
And Pop read a passage from God’s Book of Truth.
They stayed up till midnight-and, would you believe,
The youngsters agreed ’twas a fine Christmas Eve.
Grandpa rose early, some time before dawn;
And when the kids wakened, the power was on..
“The power company sure got the line repaired quick,”
Said Grandpa – & no one suspected his trick.
Last night, for the sake of some old-fashioned fun,
He had pulled the main switch – the old Son-of-a-Gun!