But when thou doest alms, let
not thy left hand know what thy
right hand doeth:
For I was an hungred,
and ye gave me meat: I was
thirsty, and ye gave me drink:
I was a stranger, and ye took
Naked, and ye clothed
me: I was sick, and ye visited
me: I was in prison, and ye
came to me.
I have shewed you all things,
how that so labouring ye ought to
support the weak, and to remem-
ber the words of the Lord Jesus,
how he said, It is more blessed to
give than to receive.
Every man according as he
purposeth in his heart, so let him
give; not grudgingly, or of neces-
sity: for God loveth a cheerful
The more we ask, the more we have.
And, it is fair enough: asking is not always easy.
And it is said to be hard to accept ...
So no wonder we have so little.
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Those who invest only to get rich will fail. Those who invest to help others will probably succeed.
As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.
Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slaves of permanence.
Even the hour of our death may send
Us speeding on to fresh and newer spaces,
And life may summon us to newer races.
So be it, heart: bid farewell without end.
Teach us, good Lord, to serve Thee as Thou deservest;
To give and not to count the cost;
To fight and not to heed the wounds;
To toil and not to seek for rest;
To labour and not to ask for any reward
Save that of knowing that we do Thy will.
If I had a message to give my dad, it'd probably be,Thank you, thank you, thank you.He's helped me so much on this crazy journey. Giving up his job, being away from my mom, and being away from home for that much just because of me? It's a lot. And I thank him for it.
I drink a glass of water and half a lemon as soon as I wake up. I heard that it's supposed to balance your body's pH. Not sure if that's true, but to be honest, it really helps with bloating.
A fine glass vase goes from treasure to trash, the moment it is broken. Fortunately, something else happens to you and me. Pick up your pieces. Then, help me gather mine.
They have a right to censure that have a heart to help.
No one would remember the Good Samaritan if he'd only had good intentions. He had money as well.
The Master has no possessions. The more he does for others, the happier he is. The more he gives to others, the wealthier he is.
Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity, When I give I give myself.
If you will think about what you ought to do for other people, your character will take care of itself. Character is a by-product, and any man who devotes himself to its cultivation in his own case will become a selfish pig.