Thoughts on life from Pat Oaks
My Mother used to quote this to me all the time when I was growing up:
"Life is real
Life is earnest
And the grave is not the goal
Dust thou art to dust returnest,
was not spoken of the soul.
Let us then be up and doing
With a heart for any fate.
Still achieving, still pursuing
Learn to labor and to wait."
For some reason, I got up thinking about this poem this morning. I looked it up to be sure I had it right, and it's much longer. I like the way Mother quoted it to me. She quoted the first and last of the poem. If you want to read the whole poem, it's called A Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
Maybe it will speak to you today as well.