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By Kelly McCarty
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Happy July to our
Metro readers. Thank
you to all for your prayers and well wishes for my mom. She is
recuperating and doing much better, and although still not home as I
write this, I am anxiously awaiting her return. One
thing that I am really looking forward to is Steve & Kristen's
4th of July party. It will be a good time. Hopefully we will see
some family and friends. I
would also like to welcome some of our newest subscribers to the
Metro. Lynne, Kathy, Mary Beth, Shannon, Pat, Sandra. and Charles.
Welcome to the family. I'll make sure your Metro arrives on your
cyber porch on time. My
final thought I leave with you is an old, native American story that
sheds some truth on the subject of judging people.
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APACHE SEASONS
There was an Indian Chief who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge
things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at
a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in
summer, and the youngest son in the fall. When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe What they had seen.
The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.
The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise.
The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so
sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever
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The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with Fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they Had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.
He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season,
and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that Come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons
are up. If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the
beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.
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The moral of this story...
Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't judge life by one difficult season.
Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come
some time
Live Simply.
Love Generously.
Care Deeply.
Speak Kindly.
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