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04 April 2006 @ 07:52 pm
So...Jase had me thinking deeply...  
About possessions and the value we place on them...When I was a kid, I think that many people would have considered us poor...but I never felt poor...ever. I always had a full belly and the toys we got twice a year seemed like more than enough. I always got new clothes before school started (Old clothes were 'play clothes')...and a suit for Easter. Anyhoo...I'm rambling...ummmmm...I got to thinking on this on the way home from work...LOL...it's a pretty day and I saw a girl walking her dog...he was a terrier-mix and walking so straight and bouncey...*grin*...and carrying this stick in his mouth and he had a look like..."Yeah, I really have something here"! To him/her, it was special! Well...then, 'Coat of Many Colors' came on the radio...just read the words...

Back through the years
I go wonderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin' every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of
As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss

Chorus:

My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

And oh I couldn't understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told 'em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes

But they didn't understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me


...Okay...so, well...not sure what I'm saying except maybe this old proverb will sum it up

"I felt sorry for myself because I had no shoes...until I met a man who had no feet"



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Jase: kissing Markslavetopassion on April 5th, 2006 12:11 am (UTC)
That was so beautiful and so true. We are only rich and happy if we believe that we are.
Everyone has a bad day but a person who is always upset, always saying 'why me?' or something, then they will never be happy.
Always look on the bright side of life...as Monty Python said!

~smooches~ I love you so much!
Mark: Jase and Mark chibisboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 12:26 am (UTC)
Jase-san is my sensei! :)

I love you so much...MORE! ~grin~
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dendroidmandendroidman on April 5th, 2006 12:41 am (UTC)
i think the song said it better really. lol but the proverb was good too. confusious once say, "mad who stand on toilet is high on pot" ;)
Mark: comic robin look through fingersboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 01:11 am (UTC)
Or the old Egyptian proverb...

"They found no wrong with roses, so they said it is red!"

LOL!
Su: yami cryralphiere on April 5th, 2006 12:48 am (UTC)
I'm a firm believer in being thankful for what you have! I grew up poor - like welfare poor, like we were the recipients of the box of food from the church poor, like we didn't even have a bathtub or shower poor - but my mother always made sure we were happy and got our deepest desires. She managed to always get what we asked Santa for, and we always apreciated opening clothes at Christmas. I'm a firm believer in being thankful for the health of my children, and that we make do.

OMG if none of that made sense it's because I can't help staring at your angel... *DROOOL*
Mark: Angel never aloneboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 01:15 am (UTC)
It all makes perfect sense to me, sweetheart!

(Glad you like my angel!)
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TomOnWheelstomonwheels on April 5th, 2006 01:19 am (UTC)
I cry EVERY time I listen to that song (and I've listened to it many times). The message is as true today as it was when she wrote it.

You know Dolly is one of my favorite performers/people. I just re-read her autobiography a couple weeks ago. You should read it, I think you would enjoy it. There is something about her that comes from a very pure place, and I connected with that.
Mark: Summer swingboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 01:16 pm (UTC)
I love that song...and it brings tears to my eyes too, Tommy! I think her saddest song, though, is "Me and Little Andy"...OMG! That one is haunting!

I probably would enjoy her autobiography!
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A.M.ultimategirl on April 5th, 2006 01:45 am (UTC)
I grew up pretty much the same way you did (well, except for the suit at Easter thing ;)). What I had, it ended up being enough. Of course, there were times when I wanted things, but I didn't really miss them in the end.

Now I'm reminded of a Sheryl Crow lyric: It's not getting what you want / it's wanting what you've got. This is a very old concept, yet we keep needing to be reminded of it.
Mark: BILL and TED strangethingscircleKboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 01:28 pm (UTC)
YES! Excellent lyric (Love Sheryl)!!

I have a sponsor child through Christian Children's Fund, Anne, and when I send her money for her birthday or a holiday, it's amazing what she can buy from it...and how she spends most of it on necessities for the family and only buys herself one small item (usually shoes or a dress).
duckie-chan: bubble upclueless_psycho on April 5th, 2006 01:58 am (UTC)
On the contrary, perhaps, I didn't grow up poor. My dad was a high ranked armyman who also held a key position in Ministry of Finance. We may not vacationing overseas, or having Guess collection, but we were not poor. We got the best education and everything. My sisters had the kind of beautiful weddings that people talked about for months after that. However, some years back, we started to... fall apart, financial problems and everything, and things got even worse after dad died two years ago. It felt like we're drowning deeper and deeper and we don't know how to swim up to the surface and no one help us. It's devastating, but when we're so down and flat, mom and I like to talk, and we talk about people in other countries who are facing non-stop wars and starvation and epidemic, people in areas in this country who are malnutrition, and at the end we are glad that we still have solid roof above our heads and we are still able to eat whatever we want, whenever we want, and we got te kids, all smart and healthy and we are still able to hold on to our faith and belief.

Thanks for sharing the thought *smooches*

Mark: Calvin Hobbes Hugboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 01:30 pm (UTC)
I'm so sorry for your troubles, Duckie...it seems like you and your mom have the right idea though.

~big hug~
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turtleinashell on April 5th, 2006 02:00 am (UTC)
You touch me in beautiful ways, Mark. I've always loved that song, too. I remember hearing it as a kid and even crying when I heard it because it's message got to me.
Thanks. :::huggles:::
Mark: Calvin Hobbes Hugboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 01:32 pm (UTC)
Hugs for Paul, a sensitive soul. :)
pixee_led on April 5th, 2006 02:46 am (UTC)
I like Emmylou Harris' version. It's a great song.
Mark: Summer swingboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 01:34 pm (UTC)
I love Emmylou Harris!

Dolly Parton wrote it...have you heard her version?

(If you want to cry, take a listen to Dolly's "Me and Little Andy")
Glenn: Little Jimmyrestoman on April 5th, 2006 03:51 am (UTC)
Thanks! It is good to be reminded sometimes about what things are really important in life. :-)
Mark: comic beast boy candyboywondermark on April 5th, 2006 01:36 pm (UTC)
Like YOU...to all of US! :)
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St. Rougarougogoangelgunboy on April 6th, 2006 04:08 pm (UTC)
awwww...you big softy!! *smiles*
Mark: BILL and TED strangethingscircleKboywondermark on April 6th, 2006 04:09 pm (UTC)
LOL...yeah...sometimes I think too much!