Tuesday, May 31, 2011

IF- By Rudyard Kipling

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 impostors 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 worn out 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!

Since i was young my Dad has had a favorite poem. If by Rudyard Kipling. I was reading through it a while ago and it came to my mind that these words of wisdom given to the son are much of what our heavenly father gives to us in our lives. And many of them are things i am sure the father gave to his beloved son, as he came down to fulfill his earthly ministry.

As in the scriptures and all the words of Christ, the Apostles and Prophets we receive guidance on how we can become men (and woman). That is our ultimate goal, to become the people who can be received back into the rest of our heavenly father!
Life will be hard, if we live right we will face persecution, and we will have to build ourselves up from the dust.
I think of some of the great men in my life and much like in the poem, they learned to discipline themselves and learned from the bad to make it good, to keep their head about them when all those around them are losing theirs, and to build their lives with worn out tools.

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