"My friends, how
desperately do we need to be loved and to love."
commenced to make fast friends and a fellowship has grown up among us of which
it is a wonderful thing to feel a part. The joy of living we really have, even
under pressure and difficulty. I have seen hundreds of families set their feet
in the path that really goes somewhere; have seen the most impossible
domestic situations righted; feuds and bitterness of all sorts wiped out. I have
seen men come out of asylums and resume a vital place in the lives of their
families and communities. Business and professional men have regained their
standing. There is scarcely any form of trouble and misery which has not been
overcome among us. We meet frequently so that newcomers may find the fellowship
A Native American Story
A grandfather was talking to his grandson about how he felt.
He said, "I
feel as if I have two wolves fighting in my heart. One wolf is the vengeful,
angry, violent one. The other wolf is the loving, compassionate one."
The grandson asked
him, "Which wolf will win the fight in your heart?"
The grandfather answered: "The one I feed."