Years ago, I was reading an article about something I no not today but in it the man was telling another that saying nice things to another has a deep effect upon oneself. He went on to say that in every situation there is a way to express others with good words. Another person was very heavy and the guy told his friend can you find something positive to say to this lady. Yea the guy says she donβt sweat much for a fat lady. That statement made a big impact on me. Funny but the truth shines as always. I took to heart that statement and I found that instead of saying the bad to ridicule someone saying something nice made me feel good. My life made a change for the better and I found that by telling a women how pretty she was it made me feel good.
As always I find telling something else then coming back helps me. Years ago, on a trip to Mexico with Larry Ray (very good friend waiting at the gates for me) we passed a little old lady setting on the sidewalk trying to get you to buy little chunks of gum and she looked like she was two hundred years old and had not had anything to eat in days. I dropped a paper bill into her cup and we continued on. Larry said you just gave that women money and she probably has more than you do. Larry I said I did not give that for her I gave it to her for me.Β Rather she needed it or not had little to do with my giving. I could afford those paper dollars and she did with them whatever she did with them but I gained rather she buys dope or food for the kids.
I was recently in Panama City and staying in a very nice hotel I went outside and they had a table in front of the building which aloud me to set and watch those that would walk past. Paper dollars in that city were not to be found they gave you a coin that was a dollar. Setting there along came a woman with two children and each child would hold out here hands to me and ask (I have no idea I did not understand Spanish) but I knew what they wanted. I had picked up several coins and as these youngsters ask for money I would put a coin into there hands. I can say in all honesty that I have gave thousands of dollars to those needed I have funded several adventures but the satisfaction I received from those small children were today the greatest gift I have ever received. The smile the effect of that coin was worth much to that child but what I received was far greater than anything I have ever gave.
Going back what I am saying is a word to others can have that same effect upon me. I do not like Christmas I do not like birthdays just because they tell me I must do this or that. I give every way I can find everyday so now I am to do it because you tell me to. I have been giving all year long now I am told to give and it makes me want to hide. Which day is mine? When is it my turn to do as I want when I want? Again, I have to tell a story.
I shot trap which means little to many but I used a shot gun and they would throw clay pigeons into the air and I found that to hit consistently took concentration. But after thousands of rounds it came to me that I only had to concentrate two seconds at a time. When the gun came to my shoulder I had only one thought in mind and that was the target that was about to be thrown. I won many tournaments won many trophies and all because it only took two seconds to win. Yes they threw 100 targets and I would many times hit all of them but I never worried about it I just keep in mind that two seconds was all that is necessary.
Now going back to my article if I can win money trophies and such with two seconds the rewards were obvious but taking that into account I found that those two seconds were valuable in shooting and now I use those two seconds to tell the fat lady how nice she is. Ok so what does that have to do with anything. Well, if I want to win and the winner is within me not the trophy, not what you think but what I get from it. God says give and let that be your reward so I loose by disclosing why one must give? So again, where is the line drawn when is it my turn to enjoy the good things in life.
It does not take all day it does not take weeks it takes seconds of ones life to find that happiness with in. This is like many things I try to say and takes to many words to express what I a true writer could convey in a short time. But as always I do it my way in my time and I am the one getting the good out of this article I am the one who gets satisfied by yelling to the heavens what I am thinking. Perhaps someone out there needed to hear this, maybe the mother who just sat down tired of taking care of the family or the guy who is tired of doing what others want him to do will see the satisfaction in life only takes two seconds and those are one at a time.
A Messenger,
Verl K