发布日期:2023-09-07 15:14    点击次数:188



Once upon a time, a child was ready to be born. So he asked God, “How am I going to live there? I am so small and helpless.”

God answered, “Among many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you.”

The child asked, “Here I am in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile. That's enough for me to be happy.”

God answered, “Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. You will feel your angel's love and be happy.”

The child asked, “How will I learn? I don't know the language that human beings speak.”

God said, “Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweetest words you will ever hear. With much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to live.”

The child asked, “What am I going to do when I want to talk to you?”

God smiled, “Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.”

The child asked, “Who will protect me?”

God said, “Your angel will protect you even if it means risking her own life.”

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from the earth could already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly, “Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name.”

“Your angel's name is of no importance. You will simply call your angel 'Mom'. ”


What I have Lived for 我为何而生

Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a deep ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair.

I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy---ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of my life for a few hours for this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness---that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what---at last---I have found.

With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flux. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved.

Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. But always it brought me back to earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, and I too suffer.

This has been my life. I have found it worth living, and would gladly live it again if the chance were offered me.

Clear Your Mental Space 保持心灵的整洁

Think about the last time you felt a negative emotion---like stress, anger, or frustration. What was going through your mind as you were going through that negativity? Was your mind cluttered with thoughts? Or was it paralyzed, unable to think?

The next time you find yourself in the middle of a very stressful time, or you feel angry or frustrated, stop. Yes, that’s right, stop. Whatever you’re doing, stop and sit for one minute. While you’re sitting there, completely immerse yourself in the negative emotion.

Allow that emotion to consume you. Allow yourself one minute to truly feel that emotion. Don’t cheat yourself here. Take the entire minute---but only one minute---to do nothing else but feel that emotion.

When the minute is over, ask yourself, “Am I wiling to keep holding on to this negative emotion as I go through the rest of the day?”

Once you’ve allowed yourself to be totally immersed in the emotion and really fell it, you will be surprised to find that the emotion clears rather quickly.

If you feel you need to hold on to the emotion for a little longer, that is OK. Allow yourself another minute to feel the emotion.

When you feel you’ve had enough of the emotion, ask yourself if you’re willing to carry that negativity with you for the rest of the day. If not, take a deep breath. As you exhale, release all that negativity with your breath.

This exercise seems simple---almost too simple. But, it is very effective. By allowing that negative emotion the space to be truly felt, you are dealing with the emotion rather than stuffing it down and trying not to feel it. You are actually taking away the power of the emotion by giving it the space and attention it needs. When you immerse yourself in the emotion, and realize that it is only emotion, it loses its control. You can clear your head and proceed with your task.

Try it. Next time you’re in the middle of a negative emotion, give yourself the space to feel the emotion and see what happens. Keep a piece of paper with you that says the following:

Stop. Immerse for one minute. Do I want to keep this negativity? Breath deep, exhale, release. Move on!

This will remind you of the steps to the process. Remember; take the time you need to really immerse yourself in the emotion. Then, when you feel you’ve felt it enough, release it---really let go of it. You will be surprised at how quickly you can move on from a negative situation and get to what you really want to do!



A Unique Job

A father's job is unique.

If parents had job descriptions mine would read: organize bills, playmates, laundry, meals, laundry, carpool1, laundry, snacks, outings and shopping, and laundry.

The only thing on my husband's description would be the word “fun” written in big red letters along the top. Although he is a selfless caregiver and provider, our children think of him more as a combination of a jungle gym2 and bozo3 and clown.

Our parenting styles compliment each other. His style is a nonstop adventure where no one has to worry about washing their hands, eating vegetables, or getting cavities4. My style is similar to Mussolini5. I'm too busy worrying to be fun. Besides, every time I try, I am constantly outdone by my husband.

I bought my children bubble gum flavored toothpaste and I taught them how to brush their teeth in tiny circles so they wouldn't get cavities. They thought it was neat until my husband taught them how to rinse6 by spitting out water between their two front teeth like a fountain.

I took the children on a walk in the woods and, after two hours, I managed to corral7 a slow ladybug8 into my son's insect cage. I was “cool” until their father came home, spent two minutes in the backyard, and captured a beetle the size of a Chihuahua9.

I try to tell myself I am a good parent even if my husband does things I can't do. I can make sure my children are safe, warm, and dry. I'll stand in line for five hours so the children can see Santa at the mall ?? or be first in line to see the latest Disney movie. But I can't wire the VCR1 so my children can watch their favorite video.

I can carry my children in my arms when they are tired, tuck them into bed, and kiss them goodnight. But I can't flip them upside down so they can walk on the ceiling or prop them on my shoulders so they can see the moths flying inside of the light fixture2.

I can take them to doctor appointments, scout meetings, or field trips to the aquarium3, but I'll never go into the wilderness, skewer4 a worm on a hook, reel in5 a fish, and cook it over an open flame on a piece of tin foil6.

I'll even sit in the first row of every Little League game and cheer until my throat is sore and my tonsils7 are raw8, but I'll never teach my son how to hit a home run9 or slide into first base10.

As a mother I can do a lot of things for my children, but no matter how hard I try ?? I can never be their father.

母亲长期成不了父亲 A Unique Job












by Debbie Farmer 牧野 选译


For Love of Children 给孩子的爱

This slender volume opens with the story of Beniah, an infant rescued by sanitation workers from the stack of garbage in which he had been left to die. Without ever losing sight of Beniah and the too many other deserted children, the author, Sharon Emecz, tells the story of the two homes for abandoned children, Happy Life Kasarani and Happy Life Juja Farm, organized in the area of Nairobi, Kenya.

Developed more than a decade ago by two indomitable couples, Sharon and Jim Powell from Delaware in the USA, and Faith and Peter Kamau from Nairobi, the two settings provide the physical and emotional comforts that would otherwise have been denied the 102 abandoned children now living there, as well as having nurtured the many more who have found adoptive homes. More than that even, the two homes have literally saved the lives of all those children.

The book provides detail of the structure and functioning of The Happy Life homes allowing for an appreciation of their organization (as well as a pattern for their replication), and provides as well brief portraits of some of the children saved, of those adults who have opted to share a part of their lives with them whether through work or volunteering, and the adoptive parents who have pledged to share their homes and their love with the children who have become their own. Ms. Emecz gives the reader a real sense of the spiritual journey she has undergone in traveling from London to Nairobi, a journey she and her husband, Steve, now make at least annually.


Dear World:


My son starts school today.


It's going to be strange and new to him for a while, and I wish you would sort of treat him gently.


You see, up to now, he's been king of the roost.


He's been boss of the backyard.


I have always been around to repair his wounds, and to soothe his feelings.


But now--things are going to be different.


This morning, he's going to walk down the front steps, wave his hand and start on his great adventure that will probably include wars and tragedy and sorrow.


To live his life in the world he has to live in will require faith and love and courage.


So, World, I wish you would sort of take him by his young hand and teach him the things he will have to know.


Teach him - but gently, if you can.


Teach him that for every scoundrel there is a hero; that for every crooked politician there is a dedicated leader; that for every enemy there is a friend.


Teach him the wonders of books.


Give him quiet time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun, and flowers on the green hill.


Teach him it is far more honorable to fail than to cheat.


Teach him to have faith in his own ideas, even if everyone tells him they are wrong.


Teach him to sell his brawn and brains to the highest bidder, but never to put a price on his heart and soul.


Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob...and to stand and fight if he thinks he's right.


Teach him gently, World, but don't coddle him, because only the test of fire makes fine steel.


This is a big order, World, but see what you can do.


He's such a nice little fellow.



The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, “This is for you, Daddy.”


The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, ”Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, “Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy.”


The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness. Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.


In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.



Ease of mind

Life is a personal, non - transferable patent.

The process of life is the process of time consuming. In the face of time, the greatest man has no power to reverse; we cannot buy, nor can we sell; we have only choice and use.

Therefore, to treasure life is to cherish time and to make the best use of time. Because of the intense emergence of my consciousness, I am spending more and more money on myself.

I try to choose an easy way of life, so I encourage and create light poetry. What I call light is not pure game life and enjoyment, but the pursuit of the light and freedom of the mind, and the day of self indulgence. And this feeling will lead to more humane and smart choices. A person living very tired, will make you around people and society also feel very tired. If I can benefit others and groups, it is because I can release this relaxed atmosphere and make others happy with me (no matter how short).

The only way to make the whole world a harmonious place is to relax one's life. Evil is no cure for evil.

For our descendants of the Loess Plateau, the ancient civilization, a long history has made us bear enough heavy, complex reality and interpersonal relations, so that we experience enough tired.

I am willing to light weight, with light to tired. On my own, whether it is in nirvana or misfortune, I can easily find themselves, neither fame nor tired, for the suffering poor environment. To the surrounding community, when I appear in front of them, can bring them the need to relax, and to add or ease the joy and pain in their lives.

Of course, this is my one wish on a very narrow world, social and secular caught by me, believe that the pursuit of a relaxed lifestyle, at certain times and in certain aspects, may pay a heavy price.


September, the season of yearning

September, silent arrival, time, hurriedly leave. Inadvertently, 2015 quietly passed most of the year. In my heart, perhaps, leaving just the scenery, perhaps, leaving just time, and left on the sea is a scene of unforgettable memories. Read, always branded in the lonely heart of the night; love, silently buried in the boundless sea of heart. Heart with love, love and heart, already all blend into one harmonious whole; has gradually melted into water, and gathered into the roaring waves of the sea, only for the Pentium bumps in the stream of life, only for bathing. The life wind and rain, but can happily write all about beauty and express the love poem! Let a slumbering heart joyfully, a blossoming bright Sheng to the delicate fragrance of flowers, from now on, the bright blue sky, the beautiful clouds, also completely beautiful period of years like songs.

Last night in my dreams, I see you like a charming and holy angel, breathing the fresh air around the sweet smell, soft silk Lvlv of flowers, from the distant horizon as graceful butterfly dance, gently step clouds floated. The sky is deep blue, the stars blinking shiny eyes, shining in the misty night, every grass reflects the green Yingying, each flower Piaosa joy fragrance, for only, can be comfortable leisurely to wander in this piece with heart and love carefully trimmed, only, a quiet autumn time. September is the autumn angels in the autumn season, to become more beautiful, lovingly pathetic. In September, everything is so full of all is a quality suggestive of poetry or painting; so let people linger, misty, and even linger......

Buddha said: “in the past five hundred times looking back, only in exchange for this life pass, meet is in the past repair to fate.”. In September, how to meet the poem you, you see the sun, from the picturesque Qiulin, smiled at me, affectionate came...... Meet, the most beautiful touch in life, Lin Whei-yin said: “meeting a person, only a short time, fall in love with a person, often will be a lifetime.”. This is not my fault then turned to love forever is not perfect. The doomed fate of karma, we really have no other way. Indeed, we can meet and fall in love in the thousands on thousands of crowd, this is a good thing how not easy! Fell in love with a person, like a glimpse, more like the warm spring wind slowly blowing across the lonely heart, his heart began to love sweet and moist, wanton growth, and spread forever......




In this world, some people believe that some people do not believe, which is divided into theists and atheists, religious and laity. However, this distinction is not very important. There is also a much more important distinction between them, namely, that some people believe in holiness, and some do not believe that man is distinguished from mean and ignoble.

A man may not believe in God, but he cannot believe in holiness. Do you believe God, Allah, Buddha mysterious power or what else in the universe, the special experience of tradition, cultural background and personal often depends on personal membership, even some mysterious experience depends on the individual, which could not be forced. A man without these religious beliefs may still be a kind man. However, if you don't believe there is any sacred value, no restrictions of any kind, do whatever they want, such a person is the same as a beast.

Believe in the sacredness of the human mind. In his mind, there are always some things belong to the basic of life, is profane. He was not afraid to be punished, but was unwilling to lose his basic personality. No matter how his life is full of desire, he always understand that once he sweep the floor in front of their own personality, but also lost a man of confidence and dignity, then all desire to meet all failed to save his life.

On the contrary, the man who does not revere never reflects himself on his personality. If the “shamed”, then, because it was a kind of wanton shameless cowardly. As long as he was not punished, he dared to trample on anything good, including love, friendship, honor, and no uneasiness at heart. Such people, although there is more love affair, nor the ability to really love a back; to make more friends, also can not appreciate the purity of friendship; get more fame, but also do not know what glory. He who does not believe in holiness will be forsaken by all the sacred things in the world.

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