beekeeper's musing......hmmmm......you've heard this one before dave........
"If you want to gather honey, don't kick over the beehive." ................
(dale carnegie) a simple concept but true not just with beekeeping, but in each of our journey's in life.
"Nor is it glory to search out one's own glory"very true also, glory is in the reward of giving it to others......as mentioned here, helping another out, in hard times, or helping them to pull themselves up by their own bootstraps with a kick start maybe we helped them to get started, for whatever reason, selflessly.
maybe it's meat in the freezer, groceries, a plowed field, baling hay, feeding livestock, filling up a propane or oil tank. a shoulder to lean on, an elbow to grab hold of, a hand to hold on to, a listening and attentive ear. stopping an active duty vet dressed in military casuals in a home depot parking lot and genuinely looking that vet in the eye and gratefully thanking him/her for their service to our country. whatever it is. that's glory we give.
we all fall on hard times. not the same today as it used to be as jack said. but there are opportunities in our everyday lives with neighbors, family or complete strangers to help them out or be 'uplifting' in small ways.
funny, i grew up poor, or less than fortunate, but i sure didn't know it until i boarded the big yellow school bus collecting all us poor folks from the country to take us to junior high school in the city. looking back, i was more fortunate than the more fortunate kids were in many ways.
iddee, children aren't safe today the way we were growing up. one of my grandson's (age 4) was nabbed out of my son's front yard in broad daylight in a small city in montana, in front of his two brothers and two other children in the yard playing. my son, who never came home for lunch, came home that day. he heard the boys screaming, ran out, and saw the creep/scumbag running down the street with my grandson, and my grandson was screaming. that little spitfire was kicking and biting that scumbags hands every time that scumbag tried to cover his mouth. my son caught up with that scumbag....ooopps..........
now there is an 8 foot fence around their yard and cameras around the house that feed into two big screen tvs in the kitchen and living room, and his smart phone that would catch you picking your nose or sound that would give away a small fart...oops okay gas!.......
sorry dave if i digressed........i guess i did...........
