I remembered something while talking to my baby brother yesterday.
A quote from Daddy:
It ain't no use to grumble and complain.
It's every bit as easy to rejoice.
When God sorts out the weather and sends rain . . .
Rain's my choice.
It reminded me, that, not only can't we control the weather, sometimes it does precious little good to stew over much of what happens in life.
So, whatever life chooses to dish out, that's what I'm going to go with.
Thanks, Dad!
Saturday, October 24, 2015
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Your father was a very wise man. And rain is always my choice in this drought stricken land. I'll take what I get, but would always choose the wet stuff.
ReplyDeleteYou can't have a rainbow without the sunshine AND the rain dear sister!
ReplyDeleteMy dad had a similar saying when somebody asked him how he was and he was having a bad day, he would say: Can't complain! It doesn't do any good anyway!
A great little poem, from a smart dad :)
ReplyDeleteThat's pretty much how I roll too. Life sends it, I cope with it. at the end of the day I'm happy with what I've done.
ReplyDeleteYour father was a very smart man! It must run in the family.
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