Sometimes responses to prayers come in unexpected ways. Sometimes solutions to problems come from sources previously unknown. Sometimes answers to questions reveal themselves out of the blue. Such was the case this morning. I awoke with an odd phrase floating in my brain: “expect the unexpected today”. I suppose that happens when my thoughts or dreams are suddenly interrupted by my internal alarm. This morning it went off at 4:30!
So, as I stumbled into the kitchen to make coffee I pondered what might be unexpected today. I suppose I will have to wait until sundown to find out the full extent of the message, but I didn’t have to wait long for the first part.
First of all, you have to understand that I have another blog and it is devoted to exploring Caddo’s history. Each week I find interesting items from the old newspapers and share them with readers. They use the names and dates to complete family research or just read the articles in order to understand the events and experiences that influenced their family members. I seldom read everything that is on a page until I get home. So that is why I sat down this morning to type an item about the “big trades day” in Caddo, and instead found myself reading an item next to it titled “A Word to the Boys”.
While it may have been the editor’s intention to speak to the young men in his community, I found the last paragraph speaking directly to me and to my current problems- weight and pain. I have given much thought during this past week to making further changes in my lifestyle and eating habits, but I really haven’t had any “aha” ideas! Still working on eating less and exercising more, but I constantly chastise myself about the last part of that. I have the idea that I should be doing something more formal and organized and exciting than gardening and walking. Neither seems like enough, and yet…I have felt remarkably well this week and didn’t even take my usual Tylenol last night before I went to bed. I have walked much more and worked in the garden without feeling any soreness. And while I haven’t lost a single pound, I have not gained one either, despite being home and being able to snack more.
“Move! Do something, no matter how small. It will be a starter.” Those are the words of wisdom that jumped off the page and into my brain this morning. I will take them to heart! Instead of focusing on what I have NOT been doing, I will concentrate on what I CAN do and see where that leads. Small steps, small moves, small goals…
And before I share the rest of the article with you, I must also tell you that a stuffed elephant that has been on my book shelf for two years suddenly fell to the floor next to me just moments ago! Talk about unexpected! I may have to be extra careful today.
May 12, 1922
A Word to the Boys
Young man, there is one thing you cannot do. You cannot make a success in life unless you work. Better men than you have tried and failed. You can’t loaf around the streets, tell foul stories, smoke cigarettes, drink whiskey, and sponge on somebody else without making a failure in life. You must learn a trade or get into some business. If you do not you will be a chronic loafer, despised by all, producing nothing, simply making yourself a burden on your parents or the state.
There is no place in the world for loafers. The ripe fruit is all at the top of the tree. You must climb to get it. If you wait for it to fall at your feet you will never get it. Smarter men will jump up and get it.
Move! Do something no matter how small. It will be a starter. Help yourself and others will help you. There is no royal road to success. Toil, grit, and endurance are the severe requisites. Wake up and see what you can do.