We all have a "Me Day", when we crib about various things that have gone wrong in our lives. We feel totally sorry for ourselves, we shed silent tears, or sometimes we become very hysterical, we don't know whom to blame for all our misfortunes, we want answers.
We go into a total 'complain' mode, we find ourselves complaining about things, about people, about anything and anybody.
Being too engrossed with oneself, we lose sight of the things we already have, we take things we already have for granted, and go chasing after things, we somehow feel that we must have at any cost.
We have all gone through it, we cannot deny it.
How to come out this terrible "Me Day"?
We can, if we spend our time productively:
we can talk to people who are more knowledgeable than us, people who have had some life changing experiences in their lives, and gain wisdom by interacting them. They maybe our parents, our friends, our teachers, or wisdom may even come up on us while reading some books, watching some TV programs, some movie, from anywhere, anybody, or anything, the possibilities are endless, provided we keep our eyes, ears and our mind open.
However, if we choose to drown ourselves in our own negative thinking, we are doomed forever.
Do we want to find ourselves trapped in our own self made prison with no escape, or do we want to demolish all our self imagined obstacles, and walk out free and really feel from the bottom of our hearts, the beauty of this wonderful world we are in?
This poem set me free, and I am sure, it would help you also to be thankful for everything you already have, and set you free from the most dreaded "Me Day"
Oh Lord, Forgive Me When I Whine
By Red Foley
Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair.
I envied her, she seemed so gay, and wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobbled down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
And as she passed she wore a smile.
Oh lord, forgive me when I whine.
I have two 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 lord, forgive me when I whine.
I have two 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 lord, forgive me when I whine.
I have two 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 would know.
Oh lord, forgive me when I whine.
I’m blessed indeed, the world is mine……..
Clyde Julian Foley (June 17, 1910–September 19, 1968), better known as Red Foley, was an American singer, musician, and radio and TV personality who made a major contribution to the growth of country music after World War II.
For more than two decades, Foley was one of the biggest stars of the genre, selling more than 25 million records. His 1951 hit, "Peace in the Valley", was among the first million-selling gospel records. A Grand Ole Opry veteran until his death, Foley also hosted the first popular country music series on network television, Ozark Jubilee, from 1955–60.
He is a member of the Country Music Hall of Fame, which called him "one of the most versatile and moving performers of all time" and "a giant influence during the formative years of contemporary Country music."
Biography from Wikipedia
Do we want to find ourselves trapped in our own self made prison with no escape, or do we want to demolish all our self imagined obstacles, and walk out free and really feel from the bottom of our hearts, the beauty of this wonderful world we are in?
This poem set me free, and I am sure, it would help you also to be thankful for everything you already have, and set you free from the most dreaded "Me Day"
Oh Lord, Forgive Me When I Whine
By Red Foley
Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair.
I envied her, she seemed so gay, and wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobbled down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
And as she passed she wore a smile.
Oh lord, forgive me when I whine.
I have two 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 lord, forgive me when I whine.
I have two 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 lord, forgive me when I whine.
I have two 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 would know.
Oh lord, forgive me when I whine.
I’m blessed indeed, the world is mine……..
Clyde Julian Foley (June 17, 1910–September 19, 1968), better known as Red Foley, was an American singer, musician, and radio and TV personality who made a major contribution to the growth of country music after World War II.
For more than two decades, Foley was one of the biggest stars of the genre, selling more than 25 million records. His 1951 hit, "Peace in the Valley", was among the first million-selling gospel records. A Grand Ole Opry veteran until his death, Foley also hosted the first popular country music series on network television, Ozark Jubilee, from 1955–60.
He is a member of the Country Music Hall of Fame, which called him "one of the most versatile and moving performers of all time" and "a giant influence during the formative years of contemporary Country music."
Biography from Wikipedia
Do share your experiences of your own "Me Day", and tell us, what set you free.
Beautiful poem Rama, thanks for sharing it. Very true, we crib about many things without realising that in reality we are blessed by fortune and good health in life. It is a case of greed over need...
ReplyDeleteI have had my share of "Me days", it is human to feel that way sometimes...
True. It is so easy to crib and complain or wallow in self pity. But as they say, be careful of your thoughts, for your thoughts become your words... actions...habits. It takes constant discipline not to give in to your negative thoughts and emotions that are trying to crush and drown you. And as the song suggests, we just have see the world around us and count our blessings!!
ReplyDeleteWe should be thankful to God for His mercies.There is so much misery in the world, We afre becoming too self centered.
ReplyDeleteYour post is a stand-alone for its crispness and clarity of the message while the poem of Red Foley embellished it with its sweet lines.Thank you
ReplyDeleteThe poem is stark in the face and passionate.Well thought out post . But it is only with human beings that wants do not end.
ReplyDeleteI have stopped cribbing long back, now I feel that I must accept everything given to me by God, as ke knows me better and what I need.
ReplyDeletebeautiful poem
ReplyDeleteme day yes we need to see around
Very good poem. I am reading this for the first time.
ReplyDeleteI do my best to take life as it comes. Experiences have taught me that!
Very insightful post Rama!
ReplyDeleteI don't have anything to complain or crib about because there are millions out there that are suffering worse than me, I am grateful for what is bestowed!
Wise verses, a positive poem! True, complaining, whining or worrying gets us no where. Each day is a blessing, one has to know how to enjoy the day by finding joy in the smallest of things, instead of cribbing about bad weather, bad day, traffic jams etc.
ReplyDeleteGrateful to almighty who has been so kind, indeed:)
ReplyDeleteThe sanctity of Navaratri 'Kolu' stopped my vision for a while.Beautiful write-up and apt to the point poem. "I complained because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no legs". 'O! Lord forgive me,for I whine... ".
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