Once again, if the northwest wind wasn’t blowing, we would’ve had a pleasant day in our last week of November. In spite of it, I decided to help one of my friends get some outside work done which had become a more urgent project considering our days are getting colder. I thought it was going to take longer, but when there’s four hands instead of two, I doubt I was there even two hours. He was very thankful for helping him, and before leaving, he assured me he’d be willing to help me whenever I’d be in need. It’s unfortunate more people don’t freely and willingly help other when knowing it usually comes back on them two-fold. Oh well, the spirit of community isn’t like it was a generation or two ago, so we just have to adjust ourselves accordingly.
It was nearing my lunch hour so I figured I’d stop and pick up a bratwurst at Kwik Trip and doctor it up at office. They were quite busy today, and of course what surprises me nearly always, is the amount of junk food people are buying at those convenience stores. It’s no wonder every age group is putting on the pounds. Just yesterday while at that funeral, I happened to see two gentlemen walking down the aisle who had gained so much weight since I saw them last, I almost didn’t recognize them. Even their Minister whom I’d not see since he was the Pastor over at St. Paul Lutheran, looked like he put on at least twenty pounds or more. Whenever seeing such hefty chaps, I can’t help saying to myself, “You’re now looking like you haven’t missed a meal in years.”
From office I went back out to work at getting the loose paint off those windows before the sun came around and started blinding me. Silly me didn’t even bother to count the number of panes until today, and the reason being my having wondered why it was taking me so long. Once I got them counted, I fully realized why, because I dare not even mention how many there are, as you’d likely think me possessed. Oh well, I have about two-thirds of them readied for paint, so if there are some free hours available tomorrow, you can bet I’ll be there.
When the sun began blinding me, I called it quits and headed back to office to get changed and then head back out with camera in hand, just to see if I could find something photo-worthy for my collection. Considering the two hours spent driving and walking, there were only about four shots worth keeping, but at least I got myself out in the midst of Nature before it’s too cold to be lingering outdoors.
One of my dear ones called today who lives far out of State, just to ask how my Thanksgiving was, along with sharing some recent happenings since we last spoke. I informed her of several recent deaths of people she knew while living here. She then mentioned something about a text that was sent to her which she thought to be worth sharing, so I asked her to send it after we hung up. After reading it, I thought it good enough to share with all of you, so here it is:
At birth we boarded the train and met our parents, and we believe
they will always travel by our side. As time goes by, other people
will board the train; and they will be significant i.e. our siblings,
our friends, children, strangers and even the love of your life.
However, at some station our parents will step down from the train,
leaving us on this journey alone. Others will step down over time
and leave a permanent vacuum. Some however, will go so unnoticed
that we don’t realize they vacated their seats. This train ride will be
full of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, goodbyes, and
farewells. Success consists of having a good relationship with all
passengers requiring that we give the best of ourselves.
The mystery to everyone is: We do not know at which state we
ourselves will step down. So, we must live in the best way, love
forgive, and offer the best of who we are. It is important to do this
because when the time comes for us to step down and leave our
seat empty, we should leave behind beautiful memories for those
who continue to travel on the train of life.
I wish you all a joyful journey for the coming years on your train
of life. Reap success, give lots of love and be happy. More
importantly, thank God for the journey.
I found the above rule of life message memorable due to how the author used a passenger train as a means to describe how we all move thru our life transitions, and especially the encouragement to leave good memories of ourselves after we’ve permanently disembarked the train. I hope you all find it uplifting, and especially during these days of giving thanks and gratitude for the blessings bestowed upon us.
Not long after reading it, there were a handful of my dearly departed who came to mind, and because of how gentle, compassionate and generous they were towards others, gives reason why I will always remember them with the kindest of thoughts.
Tonight’s One-liner is: You can practice to attain knowledge, but you can’t practice to attain wisdom.