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2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate DISCOURAGEMENT. The heart taken right out of a person with the Sun Setting in an Anicent sky and the Cottage empty of Earthly youth. A carton of beer in the kitchen. We don’t do that. We take good care of one another. So they say – but sometimes the Discouragement creeps into the Soul unbidden with Acedia. There are, at times, Autumn Afternoons in other places than the Month of May. Even in the Southern Hemisphere.

“The most essential factor is persistence — the determination never to 
allow your energy or enthusiasm to be dampened by the discouragement
that must inevitably come.”
–   James Whitcomb Riley

Learn the art of patience. Apply discipline to your thoughts when they become 
anxious over the outcome of a goal.  Impatience breeds anxiety, fear, discouragement 
and failure. Patience creates confidence, decisiveness, and a rational outlook, which 
eventually leads to success.
–   Brian Adams

Elbert Green Hubbard: When on the brink of complete discouragement, success is discerning that… the line between failure and success is so fine that often a single extra effort is all that is needed to bring victory out of defeat.


Discouragement is simply the despair
of wounded self-love
– Francois de Fenelon

Develop success from failures. Discouragement and failure are two of the surest stepping stones to success.
 ~Dale Carnegie

After praying, we must look to God in anticipation of what He’ll do. The Lord moved the king’s heart to show favor toward Nehemiah. The king provided him with soldiers and supplies for rebuilding Jerusalem. Nehemiah accepted the help and moved forward.

God will move hearts and send people to help us in discouraging times. Will you look to the Lord and accept the assistance He sends?


Creativity is so delicate a flower that praise tends to make it bloom while discouragement often nips it at the bud.

author of this creativity quotations by Alex Osborn



The Lord responded compassionately, “My friend, when I asked you to
serve me and you accepted, I told you that your task was to push against
the rock with all your strength, which you have done. Never once did I
mention to you that I expected you to move it. Your task was to push. And now you come to me, with your strength spent, thinking that you have failed.
But, is that really so? Look at yourself. Your arms are strong and muscled,
your back sinewy and brown, your hands are callused from constant pressure, and
your legs have become massive and hard. Through opposition you have grown
much and your abilities now surpass that which you used to have. Yet you
haven’t moved the rock. But your calling was to be obedient and to push and to
exercise your faith and trust in My wisdom. This you have done. I, my friend,
will now move the rock.”



2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate Late afternoon in an Autumn Valley. Light softened over the Hills and the creatures of the night preparing to emerge from the crevices of the Northern Banks. The Creek glosses over and mists prepare for the darkness before them. Ready to rise and enghost. One white fence circles a ancient cottage on a knoll above the willows and breezes which HE loves begin a pre-dusk whispering up from the Dell where something They have never seen is stretching for its wandering hours.

On this bleary white afternoon,
are there fires lit up in heaven
against such faking of quickness
and light, such windy discoursing?

Edwin Honig, Through a Giant Copper Beech

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
John Muir

An autumn night — don’t think your life didn’t matter.
– Basho

Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn.
– Marche Blumenberg

We are reformers in spring and summer; in autumn and winter, we stand by the old; reformers in the morning, conservers at night.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

These bursting yellow pears I hold,
In burning hands so lately cold,
My quiet autumn day confound;
I feel my fingers pressing round
In quick delight – old thoughts renew…
Ah, who’s to say when summer’s through?
– – – E. F. Weisslitz

Autumn wins you best by this, its mute Appeal to sympathy for its decay.

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