Winning Words 6/23/09
“There’s great value in disaster. All our mistakes are burned up. Thank God we can begin anew,” (Thomas Edison) Edison said these words the day after his lab had burned down. He went on from that “tragedy” to acquire 1,093 patents. The opportunity to begin again can be a blessing is disguise. ;-) Jack

FROM T.S. IN MICHIGAN: My family and I are visiting Wash D.C. this week. Your daily message is really lived out here as we see monuments to so many who really endured hardships to keep us free and unified.

FROM GOOD DEBT JON: I have an old book that has a story about Edison. It raves about his marvelous deeds and inventions. But it never mentions the light bulb and many other inventions. The reason? The copyright of the book was just a few years before he "invented/improved" the light bulb. The book also commented on how that being able to cross the country by rail in 12 days (no night trains) was going to change everything....

FROM MOLINER C.F.: Tom sure saw it in a new light, didn't he?
JACK'S REPLY: Hank Williams put it this way...
(He) saw the light (He) saw the light
no more darkness no more night
Now (He's) so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the lord (He) saw the light.

FROM S.G. IN TAMPA: At this stage of life don't you think that small disasters in life helps to keep one's mind active? One exception might be a health disaster. JACK'S REPLY: I agree. Yet, I wonder if there is such a thing as a "small" disaster. In the wider scope, I see health problems as more of a disaster when they happen to the young. Health problems for the elderly seem to be a precursor that the sand in the hour glass has nearly run out. I celebrate good health one day at a time. Again, I agree with what you have written. I only wanted to present a caveat.

FROM F.M. IN WISCONSIN: Words: , The Par­ish Hymn Book, 1863.
Music: Ev­ery Morn­ing, , 1872 .

Every morning mercies new
Fall as fresh as morning dew;
Every morning let us pay
Tribute with the early day:
For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure;
Thy compassion doth endure.

Still the greatness of Thy love
Daily doth our sins remove;
Daily, far as east from west,
Lifts the burden from the breast;
Gives unbought to those who pray
Strength to stand in evil day.

Let our prayers each morn prevail,
That these gifts may never fail;
And, as we confess the sin
And the tempter’s power within,
Every morning, for the strife,
Feed us with the Bread of Life.

As the morning light returns,
As the sun with splendor burns,
Teach us still to turn to Thee,
Ever blessèd Trinity,
With our hands our hearts to raise,
In unfailing prayer and praise.