Happiness is something we create in our mind,
It’s not something we search for and so seldom find,
It’s not something we search for and so seldom find,
It’s just waking up and beginning the day
by counting our blessings and kneeling to pray,
by counting our blessings and kneeling to pray,
It’s giving up thoughts that breed discontent
And accepting what comes as a gift heaven-sent,
And accepting what comes as a gift heaven-sent,
It’s giving up wishing for things we have not
And making the best of whatever we’ve got,
And making the best of whatever we’ve got,
It’s knowing that life is determined for us,
And pursuing our tasks without fret, fume or fuss,
And pursuing our tasks without fret, fume or fuss,
For it’s by completing what God gives us to do
That we find real contentment and happiness, too.
–Helen Steiner Rice
That we find real contentment and happiness, too.
–Helen Steiner Rice
2 comments:
Oh Cora! I like this poem. Thank you so much for posting it. I had never heard it before.
~Grace
So true... Alot of people could have much more pleasant lives if they took this type of advice to heart - wonderful poem!
SOLI DEO GLORIA!
-Kyrie<><
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