Pearls of Wisdoms

Pearls of Wisdom The greatest degree of inner tranquility comes from the development of love and compassion.  The more we care for the happiness of others, the greater is our own sense of well-being. *Unknown*   "Do the best you can in every task,  no matter how unimportant it may seem  at the time.  No one learns more about a problem than the person at the bottom." * Sandra Day O'Connor*   It is amazing what you can accomplish  if you do not care who Gets the credit. *Harry S. Truman* "The pessimist complains about the wind;  the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails." ~William Arthur Ward~   Instead of focusing on all that you are not,  try focusing on all that you are. *Unknown*     Under the hardest shell, is a person who wants to be appreciated and loved. *Unknown* "Constant kindness can accomplish much. As the sun makes ice melt,  kindness causes misunderstanding, mistrust, and hostility to evaporate." *Dr. Albert Schweitzer*

Spotting Goodness

When I become excessively critical towards others, it means I am going in the wrong direction.  We are usually very good at spotting mistakes, but  we should develop the quality of also spotting goodness.  If I can see what is good in others or in situations  and go beyond the curtain of negativity, I feel good about myself. If I constantly think "he is wrong", I instead create a barrier which blocks me  from reaching my own goodness.   _

The Mountain

I looked and saw a mountain, Could not see the peak, I thought I'd try and climb it, For a way up I would seek. As I gazed upon this mountain, And planned my climb to go, My enthusiasm began to waver, Could I make it, yes or no? Sat there for a while longer, Afraid to start the climb, My body said to try it, But stay was in my mind. I now had such a conflict, One which I did not need, Which of my mind or body, Should I at that time heed? Should I listen to my body? Which said, I'm strong enough, Once we start the climbing, It will not be that tough. Or should I stand and listen? To thoughts within my mind, What happens if you fail? And fall so far behind. Just gazing at that mountain, I knew what I must do, Must get my mind and body, Thinking as one, not two. I decided at that moment, There was not time to waste, Had to make a great decision, And proceed with utmost haste. Should I decide to climb that mountain, I surely then must chase, My way directly to the top, Beginning at the base. Or should I instead take option? To stay on level ground, I still had to reach the other side, By simply going around. I could not stand just stagnant, Not knowing where to go, So I prayed for just a moment, For Allah the way to show. I then made my decision, On which route I would tread, I used neither thoughts of body, Nor thoughts within my head. Instead I simply chose, To do what seemed so right, And strode into the distance, Towards whatever was my plight. Then as I took my first steps, It no longer seemed so clear, For that mountain I had been watching, Just seemed to disappear. I did not stop my striding, Although confusion was so rife, Then suddenly became so clear, That mountain was my life. I could stop still no longer, Simply wondering what to do, For longer that I waited, The more that mountain grew. Yes, our lives are just like mountains, We can no longer hide, When the climbing gets a little tough, Just ask Allah to guide.   _

No Worries

When we worry, we make problems bigger than they really are.  Instead of worrying, accept whatever  you have no control over, prepare wherever you can and choose happiness instead of worry!

Searching For vessel

The Master was searching for a vessel to use; On the shelf there were many - which one would He choose? Take me, cried the gold one, I'm shiny and bright, I'm of great value and I do things just right. My beauty and lustre will outshine the rest And for someone like You, Master, gold would be the best! The Master passed on with no word at all; He looked at a silver urn, narrow and tall; I'll serve You, dear Master, I'll pour out Your wine And I'll be at Your table whenever You dine, My lines are so graceful, my carvings so true, And my silver will always compliment You. Unheeding the Master passed on to the brass, It was widemouthed and shallow, and polished like glass. Here! Here! Cried the vessel, I know I will do, Place me on Your table for all men to view. Look at me, called the goblet of crystal so clear, My transparency shows my contents so dear, Though fragile am I, I will serve You with pride, And I'm sure I'll be happy in Your house to abide. The Master came next to a vessel of wood, Polished and carved, it solidly stood. You may use me, dear Master, the wooden bowl said, But I'd rather You used me for fruit, not for bread! Then  the Master looked down and saw a vessel of clay. Empty and broken it helplessly lay. No hope had the vessel that the Master might choose, To cleanse and make whole, to fill and to use. Ah!  This is the vessel I've been hoping to find, I will mend and use it and make it all Mine. I need not the vessel with pride of its self; Nor the one who is narrow to sit on the shelf; Nor the one who is big mouthed and shallow and loud; Nor one who displays his contents so proud; Not the one who thinks he can do all things just right; But this plain earthy vessel filled with My power and might. Then gently He lifted the vessel of clay. Mended and cleansed it and filled it that day. Spoke to it kindly.  There's work you must do, Just pour out to others as I pour into you.