My love for the game of baseball started at an early age. It’s a game I played with my dad, my brothers, and my friends. Summer nights were spent at the ball diamonds where I was either playing or shouting words of encouragement to my buddies who were.
One of baseball’s most loved players is Yogi Berra. During his 19 years as a catcher for the Yankees, he played in 14 World Series.
While Yogi is remembered for the way he played the game, he might be better known for his Yogisms:
- This is like déjà vu all over again.
- A nickle ain’t worth a dime anymore.
- When you come to a fork in the road, take it.
- Baseball is 90% mental, and the other half is physical.
- You’ve got to be careful if you don’t know where you are going because you might not get there.
Yogi also said, I never said most of the things I said. Like Yogi, some people will remember us more for what we said than for what we accomplished in life.
Words are dynamic, and they have the power to hinder and to humiliate, and they are also endued with a robustness to help and to heal.
Solomon reminds us that, Pleasant words are like a honeycomb: they drip sweet food for life and bring health to the body (Proverbs 16:24).
Everyone needs to hear a pleasant word at some time, and there will be someone, somewhere, who will begin today as an indigent pessimist due to the overwhelming trial they are facing. When you meet them, will you simply smile, turn your back and walk away or will you engage them with words of encouragement?
Mother Teresa has said: Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.
If words are an echo, may our’s resonate with a melody that is loving, positive, uplifting, encouraging, and life-giving
If you could look inside your head, would you find the thought center of your mind dotted with the warts of worry and the ulcers of anxiety? If so, you might find some comfort in the potent promise of Isaiah 26:3: You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you, because he trusts in you.
I’m not sure where we had been, but when John Hayden drove up his driveway, his little mutt ran off the porch and begin to bark with the attitude of a junk yard dog. John looked at me with his characteristic ear to ear grin, and said: “That’s the best little watchdog I’ve ever had.”
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Some people live their lives wildly chasing dreams that eventually leave them feeling empty and hollow. I thought of this yesterday when I read five words from Psalm 34: Seek peace and pursue it.
When thermometers record the sizzling summer heat in triple digits, and people seek the shade instead of the sun, they are rarely thinking of Christmas. For several years now, some merchants have been trying to refocus your thoughts and stoke the fires of your holiday spirit by offering Christmas in July.
One evening last week, I read Psalm 85 a few minutes before I watched the evening news. There was a graphic contrast in the manner in which the two considered the subject of truth.
A recent Gallup poll surveyed the happiness levels of Americans and has found that the levels are at a four-year high. Almost 60 percent of Americans say they feel happy, and they do not have a lot of stress or worry.