Inspiring Story: Attitude is everything

Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always 

in a good mood and always had something positive to say. 

When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, 

"If I were any better, I would be twins!"

He was a unique manager because he had several waiters 

who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. 

The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. 

He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, 

Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side 

of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to 

Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person 

all of the time. How do you do it?"

Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, 

you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood 

or you can choose to be in a bad mood.' I choose to be in a good mood. 

Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or 

I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. 

Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept 

their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. 

I choose the positive side of life."

"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.

"Yes it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away 

all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react 

to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. 

You choose to be in a good or bad mood. The bottom line: 

It's your choice how you live life."

I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry

 to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him 

when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed 

to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and 

was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers.

While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off 

the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found 

relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center.

After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released 

from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.

I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, 

he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"

I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through 

his mind as the robbery took place.

"The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked 

the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered 

that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. 

I chose to live."

"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.

Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to 

be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the 

expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. 

In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked.

"Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. 

"She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses 

stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 

'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to live. 

Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."

Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude.

 I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.

Attitude, after all, is everything.

By Francie Baltazar-Schwartz

Inspiring Story: Greed is a Curse..

Once upon a time there lived a cloth merchant in a village with his wife 

and two children. They were indeed quite well-off. They had a beautiful hen 

which laid an egg everyday. It was not an ordinary egg, rather, a golden egg. 

But the man was not satisfied with what he used to get daily. 

He was a get rich-trice kind of a person.

The man wanted to get all the golden eggs from his hen at one single go. 

So, one day he thought hard and at last clicked upon a plan. He decided 

to kill the hen and get all the eggs together.

So, the next day when the hen laid a golden egg, the man caught hold of it, 

took a sharp knife, chopped off its neck and cut its body open. 

There was nothing but blood all around & no trace of any egg at all. 

He was highly grieved because now he would not get even one single egg.

His life was going on smoothly with one egg a day but now, he himself made 

his life miserable. The outcome of his greed was that he started becoming 

poorer & poorer day by day and ultimately became a pauper. 

How jinxed and how much foolish he was. 

Lesson from The Story:

So, the moral of the story is- one who desires more, looses all. 

One should remain satisfied with what one gets.

Author: Unknown

Beautiful Inspiring Story: A Little Girl and Her Father..

A little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.

The father was kind of scared So he asked his little daughter, 

"Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that 

You don't fall into the river." 

The little girl said, "No,Dad. You hold my hand." 

"What's the difference?" 

Asked the puzzled father.

"There's a big difference," replied the little girl. 

"If I hold your hand and something happens to me, 

chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, 

I know for sure that no matter what happens, 

you will never let my hand go."

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind,

 but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love 

rather than expecting them to hold yours... 

This message is too short but carries 

a lot of feelings its the best Thing....

Unknown

Beautiful Inspiring Story: Words and Actions Should Always Be The Same

There once was a boy who loved eating sweets. He always asked for 

sweets from his father. His father was a poor man. He could not always 

afford sweets for his son. But the little boy did not understand this, and 

demanded sweets all the time.

The boy's father thought hard about how to stop the child asking for 

so many sweets. There was a very holy man living nearby at that time. 

The boy's father had an idea. He decided to take the boy to 

the great man who might be able to persuade the child to stop asking 

for sweets all the time.

The boy and his father went along to the great man. The father said to him, 

"O great saint, could you ask my son to stop asking for sweets which 

I cannot afford?" The great man was in difficulty, because he liked sweets 
himself. 

How could he ask the boy to give up asking for sweets? 
The holy man told the father 

to bring his son back after one month.

During that month, the holy man gave up eating sweets, 
and when the boy and his father returned after a month, 
the holy man said to the boy "My dear child, will you stop asking 

for sweets which your father cannot afford to give you?"

From then on, the boy stopped asking for sweets.The boy's father 
asked the saint, "Why did you not ask my son to give up 
asking for sweets when we came to you a month ago?" 
The saint replied, "How could I ask a boy to give up sweets 

when I loved sweets myself. In the last month 
I gave up eating sweets."

A person's example is much more powerful than just his words. 
When we ask someone to do something, we must do it ourselves also. 
We should not ask others to do what we do not do ourselves.

Moral of The Story: 

Always make sure that your actions and your words are same

Author: Unknown

Listen to Your Parents Last Wish

Inspiring Story: The Wall Of Resentment..

A story tells of a merchant in a small town who had

identical twin sons. The boys worked for their father

in the department store he owned and, 

when he Died, they took over the store.

Everything went well until the day a twenty-dollar bill 

disappeared. One of the brothers had left the bill

on the cash register and walked outside with

A customer. When he returned, the money was gone.

He asked his brother, "Did you see that twenty-dollar bill

on the cash register?" His brother replied that he had not.

But the young man kept probing and Questioning.

He would not let it alone. "Twenty-dollar bills

just don't get up and walk away! Surely you must

have seen it!" There was subtle accusation

In his voice. Tempers began to rise. Resentment set in.

Before long, a deep and bitter chasm divided 

the young men. They refused to speak. 

They finally Decided they could no longer work together 

and a dividing wall was built down 

the center of the store. For twenty years hostility

and bitterness grew, Spreading to their 

families and to the community. 

Then one day a man in an automobile licensed in 

another state stopped in front of the store. 

He walked in and asked the clerk, "How long 

have you been Here?" The clerk replied that

he'd been there all his life. The customer said, 

"I must share something with you. Twenty years ago 

I was 'riding the rails' and Came into this town in a boxcar.

I hadn't eaten for three days. I came into this store

from the back door and saw a twenty-dollar bill 

on the cash register. I put it in my pocket and 

walked out. All these years I haven't been able

to forget that. I know it wasn't much money,

but I had to come back and ask your Forgiveness."

The stranger was amazed to see tears well up in the eyes

of this middle-aged man. "Would you please go next door

and tell that same story to the man in The store?"

he said. Then the man was even more amazed to see 

two middle-aged men, who looked very much alike, 

embracing each other and weeping together 

In the front of the store. 

After twenty years, the brokenness was mended. 

The wall of resentment that divided them came down.

Lesson to Learn from The Story

It is so often the little things - like resentments - 

that finally divide people. And the solution,

of course, is to let them go. There is really nothing

Particularly profound about it. But for fulfilling 

and lasting relationships, letting them go is a must.

Refuse to carry around bitterness and 

you may Be surprised at how much energy you have left 

for building bonds with those you love 

Author Unknown

25 Tips for a Healthy Heart

Inspiring Story: The Nails in the Fence..

There once was a boy who had a temper. His father gave him 

a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, 

he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.

The first day the boy had driven 50 nails into the fence. Over 

the next few weeks as he learned to control his anger 

the number of nails hammered gradually dwindled down. 

He discovered it was easier to hold his temper 

than to drive nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when he didn't lose his temper. 

He told his father and his father suggested that the boy now 

pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his anger. 

The days passed and the boy told his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took the boy by the hand and led him to the fence. 

He said look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same, 

Lesson from The Story:

when you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like 

the ones on the fence. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. 

it won't matter how many times you say I am sorry, 

the wound is still there. 

A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Our Friends,Family and 

Love Once are very rare. they make you smile and encourage you 

to succeed. They lend an ear, and always want to open their hearts to us. 

Author: Unknown

Beautiful Inspiring Story: Family

I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please," 

was my reply. He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't 
watching for you." 

We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way 
saying good-bye. But at home a difference is told, How we treat 
our loved ones, young and old. Later that day, cooking 
the evening meal, my son stood beside me very still. 

As I turned, I nearly knocked him down. 

  "Move out of the way," I said with a frown. He walked away, 

his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken. 

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me 
and said, "While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy 
you use, but the children you love, you seem to abuse. 

  Go and look on the kitchen floor, you'll find some flowers 
there by the door. Those are the flowers he brought for you. 
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue. He stood 
very quietly not to spoil the surprise, and you never saw 
the tears that filled his little eyes." 

  By this time, I felt very small, and now my tears began to fall. 

  I quietly went and knelt by his bed, "Wake up, little one, 
wake up," I said. "Are these the flowers you picked for me?"   
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree. I picked 'em because 
they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue." 
I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't 
have yelled at you that way."   He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. 

I love you anyway." 

I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially 
the blue."   Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company 
that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. 
But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of 
their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more 
into work than to our own family - an unwise investment indeed, 
don't you think? 

  So what is behind the story? Do you know what the word FAMILY means? 

FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER, (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU! 

Unknown

Inspiring Story of Elderly Carpenter : Building for Life..

An elderly Carpenter was ready to retire. He told his 

Employer-Contractor of his plans to leave the house 

building business and live a more leisurely life with his 

wife enjoying his extended family. He would miss 

the paycheck, but he needed to retire. They could get by.

The Contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked 

if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. 

The Carpenter said yes, but in time it was easy to see 

that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy 

workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate 

way to end his career.

When the Carpenter finished his work the builder came 

to inspect the house, the Contractor handed the front-door 

key to the Carpenter. "This is your house," he said, 

"my gift to you."

What a shock! What a shame! If he had only know 

he was building his own house, he would have done it all 

so differently. Now he had to live in the home he had 

built none to well.

So it is with us. We build our lives in a distracted way, 

reacting rather than acting, willing to put up less than 

the best. At important points we do not give the job our best effort. 

Then with a shock we look at the situation 

we have created and find that we are now living in the 

house we have built. If we had realized, we would have done it 

differently.Think of yourself as the Carpenter. Think about 

your house. Each day you hammer a nail, place a board, 

or erect a wall. Build wisely. It is the only life you will 

ever build. Even if you live it for only one day more, that day 

deserves to be lived graciously and with dignity. The plaque on 

the wall says, "Life is a do-it-yourself project."

Lesson from the Story:

Who could say it more clearly? Your life today is the result 

of your attitudes and choices in the past. Your life tomorrow 

will be the result of your attitudes and choices you make today

Author:Unknown