Power of Positive words
A group of frogs were travelling through the woods, and two of them fell
into a deep pit. All the other frogs gathered around and said they would
never get out. The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out
of the pit. When they saw how deep the pit was, they told the unfortunate
frogs to stop jumping out. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that
they were as good as dead. Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the
other frogs were saying and simply gave up. He fell down and died.
The other frog however continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again,
the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and suffering and just
die. But to the surprise of one and all, he jumped even harder and finally
did come out.
When he got out, the other frogs asked him, "Why did you continue jumping?
Didn't you hear us?" It was shocking for them to know that the frog was deaf
and all the time he actually thought they were all encouraging him to get
out. He did not want to disappoint them and therefore did not give him up
till the end.
This story teaches two lessons:
There is the power of life & death in the tongue. An encouraging word to
someone who is down can lift them up and help them make it through the day.
A destructive word to someone who is down can be what it takes to kill them.
Be careful of what you say. Speak life to those who cross your path. The
power of words ... it is sometimes hard to understand. An encouraging word
can go such a long way. Anyone can speak
words that tend to rob another of the spirit to continue in difficult times.
Special is the individual who will take the time to encourage another
Be special to others!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
posted by Sandip at 7:59 AM
On The Edge Of Dreaming
On the edge of dreaming
When the brain lets go
When it stops its scheming
And the blood runs slow
Then the heart speaks clearly
Of the things it knows
Things it bought so dearly
At the evening's close
Will the wine keep flowing
When the kissing stops?
Will the love keep growing
When the blossom drops?
In the clear light's dawning
On the edge of day
Dare we tell the morning
What the heart can't say?
posted by Sandip at 7:58 AM
