……The contents of the poem is what I am working to be. ( i don’t claim to know all things) or I should be in heaven if I did…. when we don’t give up we push through, not wavering, not shaking look at our fears rigth in the eye.
The poem is the essence of who I would like to be… In Christaindom we are familar with the word strongholds others know it as issues.
We all have issues or are going through at one time or another. My goal is for us to encourage one another and get rid of our issues/strongholds because they are nothing, but distractions and potholes, to frustrate you and make you give up.
IF… tells us no matter what come before you don’t give up, don’t get distrated by emotions but, stay strong and focused…Deal with your issue, for once we get that out of the way you find purpose and walk into destiny.
it’s time to deal with it…
Rudyard Kipling
IF…
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!
Hmmmm…I always enjoy the priviledge of being the first to welcome another into this new world of expressions.
This is a grand way to start. It’s a good punch line. I know how you must feel, I remember how I felt, about the same time last year.
Only eternity can reveal the potential of what seems little today. As God was birthed in a manger, the greatest things in life come without announcements. Well done dear sister.
Don’t stop!
Deolu,
Thanks for your much appreciated and encouraging words.
WOW – warrra khul blog site!!
Me lurve the colours and styles….but most, me lurve the words – much wiseness.
If dis be the manner of blogsites, maybe me learn to make much benefit my lifestyle.
Poem is nice …. me copy to make much personal benefits.
Kudos,
@ Dechief
Good to know I’m still able to WoW! u.
BUT SERIOUSLY…..
Is it really possible to live to these ideals as penned so many years ago?
Can someone really develop themselves to the level expressed in these immortal words?
What would it cost to attain this level of enlightenment – especially with the distractions of the modern age.
And one more thing…why did Kipling say “My son”?.
Is that a tacit opinion that ladies are somehow unable to ever attain this mental state of self control and mastery?
Is there a tinge of chauvinism here, or just misguided machismo…or maybe cold truth?
Refined one, I await your opinions about these questions that wander across the idle plains of my mind whenever I consider this epic poem.
Is it really possible to attain this level of self-posession and control?
Reminds me of another saying of the Roman Stoics as expressed in the following proses:
“When I see a man in a state of anxiety, I say, What can this man want? If he did not want something which is not in his power, how could he still be anxious?”
and also this:
“Who then is the invincible? It is he whom none of the things disturb which are independent of the will.”
who cannot wonder at this…
“No man is free who is not master of himself.”
is this also not true?:
“If, therefore, any be unhappy, let him remember that he is unhappy by reason of himself alone.”
And the coup de grace:
“He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.”
I quote the Stoics…but that is at the end what Kipling was saying.
And it resonates with these immortal words of the greatest that ever walked the earth:
Matthew 16:25: For whoever desires to save his life shall lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake shall find it. … (WEY’s translation).
Well done, I need your valued opinion on these points raised.
Hmmm… Why has everybody kept quiet on DeChief?
Have they all slumbered who are able to respond to the thoughts that “wander on the idle plains of his mind?”
I think Kip’s closure with the admonition to “my son” matches well, with the soverigns expose “my beloved son, in whom I am well pleased”. -as all men (men and women) were called men, and all matured children, sons. But then again, I always think the best of others…and have been wrong many times
So I leave the battle for the one to whom it is addressed… haha:)