“So much has been given to me; I have no time to ponder over that
which has been denied.”
I’ve been pondering these words of Helen Keller ever since receiving them from www.gratefulness.org on the eve of Independence Day. No way should I complain about little denials, and yet how easy it is to slip into my language.
• It’s a beautiful day…but I wish it weren’t so windy.
• The hamburgers were cooked just the way I like them…but I don’t like a toasted bun.
• I like the color of my dress …but I wish it had a fuller skirt.
I could go on and on making these up; they are engrained in the way I think, and, unfortunately in my speech. But that’s no excuse. I can learn to stop before I say but. If Helen Keller has not time to ponder over what has been denied her, certainly so do I.
which has been denied.”
I’ve been pondering these words of Helen Keller ever since receiving them from www.gratefulness.org on the eve of Independence Day. No way should I complain about little denials, and yet how easy it is to slip into my language.
• It’s a beautiful day…but I wish it weren’t so windy.
• The hamburgers were cooked just the way I like them…but I don’t like a toasted bun.
• I like the color of my dress …but I wish it had a fuller skirt.
I could go on and on making these up; they are engrained in the way I think, and, unfortunately in my speech. But that’s no excuse. I can learn to stop before I say but. If Helen Keller has not time to ponder over what has been denied her, certainly so do I.