I continue to marvel at life and at what we have: The photographs I take; the honey from the summer farmers' market; the bookstore in the mall;
And seeing joy for life, and through God.
I labeled this post "Reclaiming Beauty." Reclaiming Beauty is an active and personal behavior. Refusing to be dragged in by Devil-induced negativity is one such. The Devil just loves to see us dejected and miserable. He can then lure us into his den with promises of a better world. And the weak and the miserable follow "happily" believing they will find relief from their misery.
Antidote and shield:
Some Folks
Lyrics by Stephen Foster
Video & Performance 2016 by Charles E. Szabo
1. Some folks like to sigh,
Some folks do, some folks do;
Some folks long to die,
But that’s not me nor you.
Chorus:
Long live the merry merry heart
That laughs by night and day,
Like the Queen of Mirth,
No matter what some folks say.
2. Some folks fear to smile,
Some folks do, some folks do;
Other laugh through guile,
But that’s not me nor you.
Chorus:
Some folks get grey hairs,
Some folks do, some folks do;
Brooding o’er their cares,
But that’s not me nor you.
3. Some folks fret and scold,
Some folks do, some folks do;
They’ll soon be dead and cold,
But that’s not me nor you.
Chorus:
Some folks get grey hairs,
Some folks do, some folks do;
Brooding o’er their cares,
But that’s not me nor you.
4. Some folks fret and scold,
Some folks do, some folks do;
They’ll soon be dead and cold,
But that’s not me nor you.
Chorus:
Some folks get grey hairs,
Some folks do, some folks do;
Brooding o’er their cares,
But that’s not me nor you.
5. Some folks toil and save,
Some folks do, some folks do;
To buy themselves a grave,
But that’s not me nor you.
Chorus:
Some folks get grey hairs,
Some folks do, some folks do;
Brooding o’er their cares,
But that’s not me nor you.