Monday, April 27, 2009

Paul Harvey Writes:

Something to think about! I love Paul Harvey and the words he writes and they way he thinks. It always makes me sit awhile and really think. Just to let is absorb and then say, "Wow, how right he is."

Make sure you answer the riddle at the end of this post. All correct answers will receive 20% off coupon for anything on my site. (the site is currently being updated) The coupon will be good for 1 year.

We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.
I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meatloaf sandwiches. I really would.
I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated. I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.
And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.
I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.
I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he/she wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's/she's scared, I hope you let him/her.
When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you’ll let him/her. I hope you have to walk up hill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.
On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as un-cool as your Mom.
If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.
I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy/girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.
May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flag pole.
I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don‘t like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.
I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.
May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hanukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.
These things I wish for you-tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness.
To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.
We secure our friends, not by accepting favors, but by doing them.



When asked this riddle, 80% of kindergarten kids got the answer, compared to 17% of Stanford University seniors.

What is greater than God, more evil than the devil, the poor have it, the rich need it, And if you eat it, you'll die?


  1. I loved to hear him talk!

    hope ya had a good day! :)

  2. Jel, I agree. He is so right in what he says. Have a great day! Thanks for stopping by. Hope all is well with you!

  3. Good wisdom from Paul! I had the privilege meeting him and hearing him speak when I was in college. Thanks for posting this. wb

  4. I just found your blog through a comment you left on 5 minutes for Faith last week. I had posted about your loved ones not missing you in Heaven, and just wanted to tell you that I so appreciated your kind words.

    I am so sorry about the loss of your daughter. I can't begin to understand that pain. Today marks the 9 year anniversary of my mother's death. Death can be so hard. Thankfully, you and I live with hope...knowing that every day we open are eyes brings us one day closer to being together with our loved ones again.

    Blessings, Joanne

  5. Joanne, thank you so much for stopping by and your very nice words. Yesterday was my angels birthday. She would have been 24 years old. I still find it hard on days like this to make it through the whole day without shedding a tear or two. Does it ever get easier? I am sorry about the loss of your mother. I bet she is so proud of you!