who imagines that bliss
is normal in life is going to waste a lot
of time running around shouting that he’s been robbed.
The fact is that most putts don’t drop, most beef is tough, most children
grow up to be just people, most successful marriages require a high degree
of mutual toleration, and most jobs are more often dull than otherwise.
Life is like an old-time rail journey – delays, sidetracks, smoke,
dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally
with beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed.
The trick is to thank God for letting
you have the ride.
His arms with thanks
and you’ll weep like the sky;
refuse Him your thanks
and you’ll freeze like