Friday, December 15, 2017

Hole in the Boat

A man was asked to paint a boat.

He brought with him paint and brushes and began to paint the boat a bright red, as the owner asked him.

While painting, he noticed that there was a small hole in the hull, and quietly repaired it.

When finished painting, he received his money and left.

The next day, the owner of the boat came to the painter and presented him with a nice cheque, much higher than the payment for painting.

The painter was surprised and said "You've already paid me for painting the boat Sir!" 

"But this is not for the paint job. It's for having repaired the hole in the boat."

"Ah! But it was such a small service.. certainly it's not worth paying me such a high amount for something so insignificant."

"My dear friend, you do not understand. Let me tell you what happened.

When I asked you to paint the boat, I forgot to mention about the hole.

When the boat dried, my kids took the boat and went on a fishing trip.

They did not know that there was a hole. I was not at home at that time.

When I returned and noticed they had taken the boat, I was desperate because I remembered that the boat had a hole.

Imagine my relief and joy when I saw them returning from fishing.

Then, I examined the boat and found that you had repaired the hole! You see, now, what you did? You saved the life of my children! I do not have enough money to pay your 'small' good deed."

So, no matter who, when or how. Just continue to help, sustain, wipe tears, listen attentively and carefully repair all the 'leaks' you find, because you never know when one is in need of us or when God holds a pleasant surprise for us to be helpful and important to someone.

You may have repaired numerous 'boat holes' along the way.. of several people without realizing how many lives you've saved.

So Keep up the Good work no matter how small it may seem to be.

I want to thank Everyone who repaired my boat this year in every way like good wishes, thoughts, love, care & prayers, it made a big difference in my life. 

Thank you! 🙏🙏🙏

Thursday, December 7, 2017

I’m Slowly Learning that Everything will eventually Make Sense

I’m slowly learning that when your tears dry, your eyes will finally see the truth. Your eyes will finally uncover the truth you were so blind to see or believe. They will show you what really matters. Why things happened the way they did and why we sometimes we need to cry to finally wash away all the lies we told ourselves.

I’m slowly learning that when the pain goes away, you will understand the lesson. You’ll understand the purpose. You’ll understand why you had to go through things the hard way or why you were the chosen one. You’ll eventually use your pain wisely. You’ll eventually understand that your pain made you a better person. Your pain will be a blessing in disguise.

I’m slowly learning that if you have faith in God, things will make more sense. You won’t be so hung up on your mistakes or your failures or your exes. You won’t get so attached to timing and plans and goals. You won’t be so distraught over closed doors or ending or goodbyes. You’ll simply learn how to roll with the punches and how to live without expecting everything to go your way.

I’m slowly learning that things that didn’t work out will eventually work out. In another year, with another person, in a different city, in an unexpected way. Nothing remains the same forever. You won’t always be stuck in a rut. You won’t always feel lost. You won’t always be lonely. You won’t always feel like you don’t belong. There’s a time for everything and when your time comes, you’ll have your moment. You’ll be granted your wishes. You will be happy.

I’m slowly learning that life is not supposed to be easy and it’s not always supposed to add up but somehow it works out. Somehow it pieces itself back together after falling apart. Somehow it makes sense after driving you completely insane. Somehow it brings you calm and serenity after showering you with so many storms.

-- Rania Naim


Thursday, November 30, 2017

The Lottery

Rob moved to the country and bought a donkey from an old farmer named Ben for $100. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.

The next day, Ben drove up and said, "Sorry, but I have some bad news. The donkey died."

"Well, then, just give me the money back," said Rob

"Can't do that. I went and spent it already." replied Ben

"OK, then. Just give me the donkey," said Rob.

"What ya going to do with him?" asked Ben.

"I'm going to raffle him off," said Rob.

"You can't raffle off a dead donkey!" sputtered Ben.

"Sure can. Watch me. I just won't tell that he's dead," said Rob.

A month later Ben met up with Rob and asked, "What happened with that dead donkey?"

"I raffled him off, I did. I sold 500-hundred tickets at two dollars apiece and made a profit of $900," said Rob.

"Didn't anyone complain?" inquired Ben.

"Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back,” said Rob.

Moral of the Story
It's not what you're selling but how you're selling it that makes the difference.

- Author Unknown

Thursday, November 16, 2017

Good? Bad? Who knows?

A long time ago a king was out hunting when he cut his finger. He summoned his doctor, who always accompanied him on the hunt, and the doctor put a bandage over the wound.

“Is it going to be all right?” asked the king.

“Good? Bad? Who knows?” replied the doctor, and they carried on hunting.

By the time they had returned to the palace, the wound had become infected, and so the king summoned his doctor again. The doctor cleaned the wound, carefully applied some ointment, and then bandaged it.

“Are you sure it’s going to be okay?” asked the king, becoming concerned.

“Good? Bad? Who knows?” replied the doctor again. The king became worried.

The king’s worry was confirmed when, in a few days, the finger was so badly infected that the doctor had to amputate it! The king was so furious with his incompetent doctor that he personally escorted him to the dungeon and threw him in a cell.

“Well, Doctor, how do you like it, being in jail?”

“Being in prison, Sire.. Good? Bad? Who knows?” replied the doctor with a shrug of his shoulders.

“You are insane as well as incompetent!” declared the king and departed.

A few weeks later, when the wound had healed, the king was out hunting again. Chasing an animal, he became separated from the others and ended up lost in the forest. Wandering in the woods, he was captured by the indigenous forest people. It was their holy day, and they had found a sacrifice for their jungle god! They tied the king to a large tree, and their priest began chanting and dancing as the forest people sharpened the sacrificial knife. The priest took the blade and was about to cut the king’s throat when he shouted, “Stop! This man has only nine fingers. He is not perfect enough to sacrifice to our god. Set him free.”

In a few days, the king found his way back to his palace and went straight to the dungeon to say thank you to the wise doctor.

“I thought you were stupid saying all this ‘Good? Bad? Who knows?’ nonsense. Now I know you were right. Losing my finger was good. It saved my life. But it was bad of me to lock you in jail. I’m sorry.”

“What do you mean, Sire? Had you not put me in jail, I would have been there with you on the hunt, and I would have been captured too. And I have all my ten fingers!”

-- Ajahn Brahm

Friday, November 10, 2017

Learn To Love Them

Are you ever frustrated with people you care about? Are you more frustrated because it seems as if they just won’t change?

A man tried everything he could think of to eradicate the weeds in his lawn. Finally, in desperation, he wrote to his local department of agriculture, asking advice and listing every method he had tried.

He received a reply back. It said, “We suggest you learn to love them!”

The same could be said about marriage and friendship. We may feel exasperated by the faults and idiosyncrasies of others. We believe the relationship would be perfect if only they would change that annoying habit or correct that irritating behavior.

So we embark on a campaign to “get rid of the weeds” – to get someone we care about to change. We may nag and cajole and plead and bribe. And in the end, we feel frustrated because they are still the same.

The truth is, we cannot, and should not, attempt to eradicate the “weeds” we find in others’ lives. We can never change others. They can change, but we can’t change them. The will to change must come from within themselves. Rather, our task is simply to learn to love them, weeds and all.

Isn’t this the way we want them to treat us? And besides, like a lovely garden, they become more attractive to us when we are not focused on the weeds. We might even begin to enjoy them so much that we remember what drew us to them in the first place.

-Steve Goodier (Life Support System)