- There once was an oyster whose story I tell,
- Who found that sand had got under his shell,
- Just one little grain, but it gave him much pain,
- For oysters have feelings although they're so plain.
- Now, did he berate the working of Fate,
- Which had led him to such a deplorable state?
- Did he curse out the government, call for an election?
- No; as he lay on the shelf he said to himself
- "If I cannot remove it, I'll try to improve it."
- So the years rolled by as the years always do,
- And he came to his ultimate destiny-- stew.
- And this small grain of sand which had bothered him so,
- Was a beautiful pearl, all richly aglow.
- Now this tale has a moral-- for isn't it grand
- What an oyster can do with a morsel of sand;
- What couldn't we do if we'd only begin
- With all of the things that get under our skin.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
When we're out of Options, we still have a Choice
I came across this poem below a while back, it encourages me to make the most of every situation and make good choices even when the going gets tough. I'm also reminded of Romans 5:3&4 "And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope." Here is the poem: