|(With my dear friends and HSRM colleagues Clay Ford and Norelle Lutke)|
It's 7 AM. I'm doing my morning praying time.
While praying, a poem I heard years ago came to mind. I think it's a good reminder for such a time as this.
It's the "Anyway" poem, which was supposedly inscribed on the wall of Mother Teresa's children's home in Calcutta.
The Anyway Poem
People are often unreasonable,
illogical and self centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and your God;
It was never between you and them anyway.