From that time on I forced myself to work, and lost myself in my work. Finally I
gathered my children together and joined my husband in our new home. I resolved that I
would become well enough to give my lovely family a strong, happy mother. I became
engrossed with plans for our home, plans for my children, plans for my husband, plans
for everything-except for me. I became too busy to think of myself. And it was then that
the real miracle happened.
I grew stronger and stronger and could wake up with the joy of well-being, the joy of
planning for the new day ahead, the joy of living. And although days of depression did
creep in occasionally after that, especially when I was tired, I would tell myself not to
think or try to reason with myself on those days-and gradually they became fewer and
fewer and finally disappeared.
Now, a year later, I have a very happy, successful husband, a beautiful home that I can
work in sixteen hours a day, and three healthy, happy children-and for myself, peace of
mind!
~~~~
Setbacks (*)
By
Ferenc Molnar
Noted Hungarian Playwright "Work is the best narcotic!"
Exactly fifty years ago my father gave me the words I have lived by ever since. He was a
physician. I had just started to study law at the Budapest University. I failed one
examination. I thought I could not survive the shame so I sought escape in the
consolation of failure's closest friend, alcohol, always at hand: apricot brandy to be
exact.
My father called on me unexpectedly. Like a good doctor, he discovered both the
trouble and the bottle, in a second. I confessed why I had to escape reality.
The dear old man then and there improvised a prescription. He explained to me that
there can be no real escape in alcohol or sleeping pills-or in any drug. For any sorrow
there is only one medicine, better and more reliable than all the drugs in the world:
work!
How right my father was! Getting used to work might be hard. Sooner or later you
succeed. It has, of course, the quality of all the narcotics. It becomes habit-forming.
And once the habit is formed, sooner or later, it becomes impossible to break one's self
of it. I have never been able to break myself of the habit for fifty years.
[*] Reprinted with permission of the author, from Words to Live By-A Little Treasury of
Inspiration and Wisdom, published by Simon and Schuster, Inc., copyright, 1947, by
William Nichols.
I Was So Worried I Didn't Eat A Bite Of Solid Food For Eighteen Days
By
Kathryne Holcombe Farmer
Sheriff's Office, Mobile, Alabama
Three months ago, I was so worried that I didn't sleep for four days and nights; and I did
not eat a bite of solid food for eighteen days. Even the smell of food made me violently
sick. I cannot find words to describe the mental anguish I endured. I wonder whether
hell has any worse tortures than what I went through. I felt as if I would go insane or
die. I knew that I couldn't possibly continue living as I was.
The turning point of my life was the day I was given an advance copy of this book.
During the last three months, I have practically lived with this book, studying every
page, desperately trying to find a new way of life. The change that has occurred in my
mental outlook and emotional stability is almost unbelievable. I am now able to endure
the battles of each passing day. I now realise that in the past, I was being driven half
mad not by today's problems but by the bitterness and anxiety over something that had
happened yesterday or that I feared might happen tomorrow.
But now, when I find myself starting to worry about anything, I immediately stop and
start to apply some of the principles I learned from studying this book. If I am tempted
to tense up over something that must be done today, I get busy and do it immediately
and get it off my mind.
When I am faced with the kind of problems that used to drive me half crazy, I now
calmly set about trying to apply the three steps outlined in Chapter 2, Part One. First, I
ask myself what is the worst that can possibly happen. Second, I try to accept it
mentally. Third, I concentrate on the problem and see how I can improve the worst
which I am already willing to accept-if I have to.
When I find myself worrying about a thing I cannot change -and do not want to accept-I
stop myself short and repeat this little prayer:
"God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I can,
and wisdom to know the difference."
Since reading this book, I am really experiencing a new and glorious way of life. I am no
longer destroying my health and happiness by anxiety. I can sleep nine hours a night
now. I enjoy my food. A veil has been lifted from me. A door has been opened. I can
now see and enjoy the beauty of the world which surrounds me. I thank God for life now
and for the privilege of living in such a wonderful world.
May I suggest that you also read this book over: keep it by your bed: underscore the
parts that apply to your problems. Study it; use it. For this is not a "reading book" in the
ordinary sense; it is written as a "guidebook"-to a new way of life!
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