Up Words: Good Deed Challenge!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Good Deed Challenge!

I would like to make a challenge to all my facebook friends. On September 11, let's all send a card or package with homemade treats or other things they would need, to someone serving in the military. If you don't know anyone serving, let me know and I can help. Pass this on to your friends. Let's try to make this a nationwide mailing.
This was posted by my friend on Facebook. Please consider doing this, it would be an awesome gift to the loyal troops fighting every day for our continued FREEDOM!!! Thanks in advance for your consideration! Love to you all!

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If by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you they
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, or talk too wise:

If you can dream and not make dreams your master,
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken
And stoop and build ‘em up again with worn out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings;
And risk it on one turn of pitch and toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “HOLD ON!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And what is more - you’ll be a Man, my son.