Then and Now / Better or Worse. Go figure !

An Old Man
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One evening a boy was talking to his grandfather about current events. 

He asked him what he thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general. 

His Granddad replied, 

“Well, let me think a minute. 

I was born before television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill. 

There weren’t things like radar, credit cards, laser beams or ball-point pens. 

Man had not invented pantyhose, dishwashers, clothes dryers, electric blankets, air conditioners, and he hadn’t walked on the moon. 

Your grandma and I got married first — then lived together. 

Every family had a father and a mother, and every boy over 14 had a rifle that his dad taught him how to use and respect. 

Until I was 25, I called every man older than I, ‘Sir’ — and after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, ‘Sir.’ 

In our time, closets were for clothes – not for ‘coming out of.’ 

Sundays were set aside for going to church as a family, helping those in need, and just visiting with family or 
neighbors. 

We were before gay-rights, computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy. 

Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments,  good judgment, and common sense. 

We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions. 

Serving your country was a privilege; living here was a bigger privilege 

We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent. 

Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins. 

Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started. 

Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends — not condominiums. 

We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. 

We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President’s speeches on radio. 

I don’t ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey. 

If you saw anything with ‘Made in Japan’ on it, it was junk. 

The term ‘making out’ referred to how you did on your school exam. 

Pizza Hut, McDonald’s, and instant coffee were unheard of. 

5 and 10-cent stores were where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents. 

Ice cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel. 

And if you didn’t want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards. 

You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, but who could afford one? 

Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon. 

In my day, ‘grass’ was mowed, “coke” was a cold drink, “pot” was something your mother cooked in, and 
“rock music” was grandma’s lullaby. 

“Aids” were helpers in the Principal’s office, “chip” meant a piece of wood, “hardware” was found in a 
hardware store, and “software” wasn’t even a word. 

And we were the last generation that was so dumb as to think a lady needed a husband to have a baby. 

No wonder people call us old and confused and say there is such a generation gap. 

And I’m only 52 years old.”

Granddaddy Unknown

Youth don’t get offended, there is much in today’s world that granddaddy would have no idea about.

 

 

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The Fern and the Bamboo

One day I decided to quit…. I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality….. I wanted to quit my life. I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.

“God”, I said. “Can you give me one good reason not to quit?”

His answer surprised me…


“Look around”, He said. “Do you see the fern and the bamboo?”

 

“Yes”, I replied.


“When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.


In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo”.


He said. “In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.


In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.


He said. “Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant.


But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.”


He said to me. “Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots. I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you. Don’t compare yourself to others.”


He said. “The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern, yet, they both make the forest beautiful.”


“Your time will come,” God said to me. ” You will rise high!”


“How high should I rise?” I asked.


“How high will the bamboo rise?” He asked in return.

 

“As high as it can?” I questioned.

 
“Yes.” He said, “Give me glory by rising as high as you can.”


I left the forest and brought back this story. I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you……..

 
Never regret a day in your life.
Good days give you Happiness.
Bad days give you Experiences.
Both are essential to life.
Keep going…
Happiness keeps you Sweet,
Trials keep you Strong,
Sorrows keep you Human,
Failures keep you Humble,
Success keeps You Glowing,
But Only God keeps You Going!
Have a great day! The Sun is shining!!
God is so big He can cover the whole world with his Love and so small……………..
He can curl up inside your heart!

A witty story

Many years ago in a small Indian village, a farmer had the misfortune of owing a large sum of money to a village moneylender.

The moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the farmer’s beautiful daughter. So he proposed a bargain.

He said he would forgo the farmer’s debt if he could marry his daughter.
Both the farmer and his daughter were horrified by the proposal. So the cunning money-lender suggested that they let providence decide the matter. He told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty money bag.

Then the girl would have to pick one pebble from the bag.

1) If she picked the black pebble, she would become his wife and her father’s debt would be forgiven.

2) If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father’s debt would still be forgiven.

3) But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail.

They were standing on a pebble strewn path in the farmer’s field. As they talked, the moneylender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As he picked them up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up two black pebbles and put them into the bag. He then asked the girl to pick a pebble from the bag.

Now, imagine that you were standing in the field.

What would you have done if you were the girl?

If you had to advise her, what would you have told her?

Careful analysis would produce three possibilities:

1. The girl should refuse to take a pebble.

2. The girl should show that there were two black pebbles in the bag and expose the money-lender as a cheat.

3. The girl should pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself in order to save her father from his debt and imprisonment.

Take a moment to ponder over the story. The above story is used with the hope that it will make us appreciate the difference between lateral and logical thinking. The girl’s dilemma cannot be solved with traditional logical thinking. Think of the consequences if she chooses the above logical answers.

What would you recommend to the Girl to do?

Scroll down if you give up……………
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Well, here is what she did ….

The girl put her hand into the moneybag and drew out a pebble. Without looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall onto the pebble-strewn path where it immediately became lost among all the other pebbles.

“Oh, how clumsy of me,” she said. “But never mind, if you look into the bag for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebble I picked.”

Since the remaining pebble is black, it must be assumed that she had picked the white one. And since the money-lender dared not admit his dishonesty, the girl changed what seemed an impossible situation into an extremely advantageous one.

MORAL OF THE STORY:

Most complex problems do have a solution. It is only that we don’t attempt to think.