U G L Y...


 


 

 

 


 

 

Everyone in the apartment complex that I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and, shall we say, love.
 
The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye and where the other should have been was a hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner.
 
Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby, striped type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, and even his shoulders. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. "That's one UGLY cat!!!"

 

 

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction.
 

 
If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running, meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
 

 
One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor's dogs. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent that Ugly's sad life was almost at an end.
 

 
As I picked him up and tried to carry him home, I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. It must be hurting him terribly, I thought. Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear. Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying, was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring.
 

 


 
Even in the greatest pain, that ugly, battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion. At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
 

 
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly.
 

 
Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.
 

 
Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me...  I will always try to be Ugly.


Author Unknown
 

 


"Escape"

 (Artist Unknown)

 

 

Fate handed the quitter a bump, and he dropped;
The road seemed too rough to go, so he stopped.
He thought of his hurt, and there came to his mind
The easier path he was leaving behind.

Oh, it's all much too hard, said the quitter
right then; I'll stop where I am and not try it again.
He sat by the road and he made up his tale
To tell when men asked why he happened to fail.

A thousand excuses flew up to his tongue,
And these on the thread of his story he strung,
But the truth of the matter he didn't admit;
He never once said, I was frightened and quit.

Whenever the quitter sits down by the road
And drops from the struggle to lighten his load,
He can always recall to his own peace of mind
A string of excuses for falling behind;

But somehow or other he can't think of one
Good reason for battling and going right on.
Oh, when the bump comes and fate hands you a jar,
Don't baby yourself, boy, whoever you are;

Don't pity yourself and talk over your woes;
Don't think up excuses for dodging the blows.
But stick to the battle and see the thing through.
And don't be a quitter, whatever you do.

-- Edgar A. Gues

 

 

 


Open your eyes

Open your eyes that you may see
The beauty that around you lies,
The misty loveliness of the dawn,
The glowing colors of the skies;
The child's bright eager eyes of blue,
The gnarled and wrinkled face of age,
The bird with crimson on his wing
Whose spirit never knew a cage;
The roadsides' blooming goldenrod
So brave through summer's wind and heat,
The brook that rushes to the sea
With courage that naught may defeat.
Open your eyes that you may see
The wonder that around you lies;
It will enrich your every day
And make you glad and kind and wise.

©E.B. Whisenand

 


 


God, give me eyes that I might see
The work that can be done by me;
God, give me ears that I might hear
The cry of those who need me near.
God, give me lips that I might speak
Comfort and peace to all that seek.
God, give me a mind that I might know
How to help those who need me so.
God, give me hands that I might do
Some large or simple task for You;
God, give me a prayer that I might pray
Thy help and guidance every day.
And this one thing, all else above;
God, give me a heart that I might love.
©Vincent Magro-Attard 
Courtesy of Roy Morley ~ MrMom

 

 

 

 

YOU WILL NEVER BE SORRY...

For thinking before acting.
For hearing before judging.
For forgiving your enemies.
For being candid and frank.
For helping a fallen brother.
For being honest in business.
For thinking before speaking.
For being loyal to your church.
For standing by your principles.
For closing your ears to gossip.
For bridling a slanderous tongue.
For harboring pure thoughts.
For sympathizing with the afflicted.
For being courteous and kind to all.



 

WHEN I WHINE

Today, upon a bus,
I saw a girl with golden hair.
and wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
But as she passed, a smile.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 legs, the world is mine.

I stopped to buy some candy.
The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it'd do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me,
"I thank you, you've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you.
You see," he said, "I'm blind."

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 eyes, the world is mine.

Later while walking down the street,
I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play.
He did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
"Why don't you join the others, dear?"
He looked ahead without a word.
And then I knew, he couldn't hear.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 ears, the world is mine.

With feet to take me where I'd go.
With eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I'd know.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I've been blessed indeed, the world is mine.
Author Unknown

 

 


"A man's best collateral is his character."
 - Financier J. P. Morgan

 



"Reputation is what folks think you are. 
Personality is what you seem to be. 
Character is what you really are."

- Alfred Armand Montapert House

 


 
"Fame is a vapor,
popularity an accident,
riches take wings,
those who cheer today may curse tomorrow,
only one thing endures - character."

 - Horace Greely



 
"A good character is the best tombstone.  
 Those who loved you, and were helped by you,  
 will remember you when forget-me-nots are withered. 
  Carve your name on hearts, and not on marble."
 
  
 - Charles Spurgeon


 

 

What choices are you going to make today, 
or from here on?


When it comes to making choices, choose to ...

love - rather than hate.
smile - rather than frown.
build - rather than destroy.
persevere - rather than quit.
praise - rather than gossip.
heal - rather than wound.
to give - rather than take.
to act - rather than delay.
forgive - rather than curse.
pray - rather than despair.

 

Life is changed,not taken away.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

 

 

 

Page melody is "Escape"
Artist unknown

 


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