Little Epistle Real Beauty

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My friend Martin Guitar and I were talking about beauty. Martin is a sentimental guy, and quoted this from Joe Cocker’s, hit “You are so beautiful.”

Which for some reason reminded me of this saying and of this woman’s story. The saying is, “Life is a Grindstone, and whether it wears us down or polishes us up depends on what we are made of.” And the woman, her name was Caroline.

On the surface Caroline was a slim beautiful young woman living in a large comfortable home on her father’s farm. They dined on fine china, and enjoyed the good life.

But what was she inside? The years would tell.

She married. Their first child died. Seventeen years later her beloved husband died leaving her with six children. Four months later her mother died.

In 1919 Caroline’s sister died six hours after giving birth to a son. Caroline took the baby and reared him as her own. They named him Leon Weston. They called him Pete.

Less than a month later Caroline’s beautiful 18 year old daughter died. Her singing had drawn praise from a New York opera company. She chose love and marriage. Now the lovely voice was stilled, and the voice of the baby developing inside her was never heard.

The accumulated losses preyed on Caroline’s own health. She developed diabetes and lived the rest of her life on a strict diet and three injections of insulin every day.

Caroline and her sister had married brothers. It was fitting the widow and widower should marry, to rear the blended family of fourteen children.

Caroline’s second husband died from a farm chemical that ate away his flesh inside and out in a week.

Caroline and the children ran the farm and survived. And succeeded in creating a happy home where friends loved to gather. The children all said later that they never felt poor.

Another widower married Caroline to care for her. A few weeks later he had a stroke, and became an invalid. Caroline cared for him for five years. He died.

During all this she served as Relief Society president in her church for 18 years giving care and consolation to families who had troubles in the twelve square miles that was their ward.

Caroline paid the bills by selling eggs from her flock of 1,000 chickens. She loved the chickens that laid eggs. She liked the ones who didn’t lay. She liked them especially for Sunday dinner.

She survived the great depression by self reliance. She refused government help. When the well broke her boys hauled water in buckets for the family and the chickens until she saved enough money to fix the well.

She survived the pain in her legs and feet from gangrene and diabetes.

She survived in part by a cheerful outlook and determination to never complain.

Fittingly, she is best remembered because of chickens. Little Pete who once helped peddle her eggs became the father of Kentucky Fried Chicken. He helped pay for a building that blesses lives throughout America and many nations. The Brigham Young University Division of Continuing Education. The building and the worldwide correspondence carry the name of Pete’s beloved aunt/mother Carrie.

Caroline Hemenway Harman; the grinding wheel of life polished the beauty within her. The eternal beauty

Money can buy happiness

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Little Epistle: Money can buy happines
“The best things in life don’t cost any money, and you can’t buy them at the store.

It may sound strange, and it may sound funny, but listen while I tell you more.”

Those are lines I wrote for a song a while back, and I believe them.

But there are also some pretty good things you can buy with money. Ask Pete Harman. Pete is the man who put wings and a turbojet thruster on Kentucky Fried Chicken.

Pete Harman loved to make money, and he loved to spend it.

Pete’s way of making and enjoying money was this. He worked hard, and got ahead of the game by living comfortably but not ostentatiously.

Fairly soon he was prosperous enough to spend on his favorite pastime. He’d go to the tough part of a city and see the young men and women lounging around out of work, out of money, and mostly out of hope.
He’d pick out one of them, and the conversation would go something like this.

Pete, “How would you like to have your own restaurant business?”

Person, “How would like a knuckle sandwich?”

“I’m serious. Can you throw chicken?”

“I can throw anything.”

“If you want to work, I’ll build a fried chicken restaurant on that corner over there. I’ll put up the money. You run it, and we’ll split the profits.”

They would sign the papers, build the franchise, and soon the young entrepreneur and Pete would have their picture in the company magazine as another success story.

He also spent money on charities, civic and educational programs, and other worthy projects.

Pete didn’t love the money. He loved the people he could help, and the good he could do with the money.

One of the great moments of his life was to see the beautiful new Brigham Young University building for continuing education, and see etched in marble the name of the person he so loved and honored. I’ll tell you next time who and why she was.

But for now, that’s how money can buy happiness.

(To be continued)

Follow Me

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This is a little song I wrote a few years ago. People have asked me to share it. Here are the words with chords. Oops, I see the program grouped all the chords together. Sorry about that, but I think a few times through and you can hear when to change chords.
If you want a piano score, send me your email, and I’ll see if I can send it as an attachment.
click the picture to hear the tune. (You knew that already right?)

Follow Me
Duane E. Hiatt
Copyright 1995

c Em F C
Jesus came to Galilee
F C D7 G7
He found Peter by the sea
c Em F C
And the sons of Zebedee
F C G7 C
He said to them, “Follow Me

Follow me, follow me,
F C G7
Leave your nets and follow me
Treasures for eternity
F C G7 C
Will be yours, come follow me

Peter, Andrew, James, and Jude
Matthew and Bartholomew
All disciples good and true
Did just what he asked them to

Follow me, follow me,
Leave your work and follow me
Treasures for eternity
Will be yours, come follow me

So he calls to us today
Get down on your knees and pray
Listen and you’ll hear him say
I’m the truth, the light, the way

Follow me, follow me,
Leave your cares and follow me
Treasures for eternity
Will be yours, come follow me

Little Epistle: Incubate Your Dreams

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Click on the picture to see the video (You know that already)

When I worked at Brigham Young University I was privileged to have an office in a beautiful new building. The man who made it possible with a large contribution was Pete Harman. One day he told us how he made the money to finance this, and many other worthy projects.

Pete was at a trade show in Chicago when he met a man with a secret. He was a common working man, now retired. But in his heart he carried a dream. So about the time many people are wrapping up their life’s work and heading to the rocking chair on the back porch this man was in Chicago at the show pursuing his dream.

The two struck up a conversation. The southern man said, “If I ever get to Salt Lake City I’ll cook you a chicken dinner.” Pete smiled. They shook hands and parted.

But surprise. Some time later the gentleman turned up at Pete’s door and said, “I have come to make good on my promise.” The visitor called for several pressure cookers, various spices and ingredients, and labored in the kitchen for most of the night.

Pete figured he had an eccentric all talk no do wanderer on his hands. The visitor seemed to have bitten off more than any of them could chew. In fact, it looked as though none of them would be chewing anything. Nine hours the stranger pored over his pots and pans and frustrations. Still no chicken dinner.
But at length he called his hosts in and invited them to partake. They did so, mostly to humor him. Pete and his wife Arline tentatively lifted the chicken to their lips, took a bite, looked at each other and smiled. They both knew gastronomical gold even in the rough.

They spent the next few days preparing to give this new dish a little trial run at their restaurant. By Saturday they had an ample supply and production facilities to test the new offering at their restaurant, or so they thought.

As the marketing people say a product has got to have legs to move. This chicken had legs. It took off running all over Salt Lake City. People savored the flavor, devoured the dish, phoned their friends, and ran to and hollered at their neighbors to hustle down and treat their taste buds. No way could the restaurant keep up with the stampeding appetites. They had the world’s greatest marketing problem, over demand. They eventually solved it in a national and worldwide way.

Just before they opened the store on that momentous Saturday they remembered the new dish ought to have a name.

“What shall we call it?” Arline said.

Pete replied, “Well Mr. Sanders says he is from Kentucky. Why don’t we call it Colonel Sander’s Kentucky fried Chicken?” And they did.

In this great land which is still filled with opportunity dreams come true at many stages in life in many ways. The secret is to never give up on your dreams and always keep an eye open for the next opportunity. Not all of us have hankerings to build an international corporate empire. But we all have some secret desires incubating inside us. Even if they seem impossible, keep them warm, keep them alive. Some day to our surprise we may see that little egg hatch and watch that chicken run, maybe even fly.

To be continued

Little Epistle: Train the Brain, and the Body

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When the ancient Egyptians mummified a body, they mashed up the brain, sucked it out through the nose, and threw it away as useless gray gunk.

Aristotle, probably the most respected of ancient Greek learned men, thought the brain was a radiator to cool the blood.

But in today’s society, we almost worship the brain. A trained brain is often the ticket to prosperity, popularity, and success.

No doubt the brain is a useful organ, no thinking person should be without one. But is it the sole source of knowledge, intelligence, capability and wisdom? Maybe not. Dr. Robert Cooper a personal improvement expert has done extensive research on how the body gains and dispenses knowledge and feelings. His findings indicate that certainly the brain is the center of much, probably most, of our thinking and motor coordination. But there is much learning and even thinking at some level going on throughout the body.

Dr. Cooper’s research shows at least three thinking centers in the human body. The brain, the center of the body, and the area around the heart. Interesting. Perhaps brainpower, gut feelings, and heartfelt impressions are more than just figures of speech.

There is such a thing as emotional intelligence apparently. It well may be more valuable in everyday interaction than intellect. It also may be more powerful than brain centered thinking. Dr. Cooper’s studies have measured electro-magnetic waves emanating from the brain. They radiate out to about 11 inches. But similar waves from the heart area can be detected up to five feet away from the person.

I’m thinking (or maybe feeling) the best way to train and utilize this emotional intelligence is to analyze our actions, then look at the motives behind them. Then ask ourselves, “Are these things bringing me what I really want in life, and making me the person I aspire to be?”

If all things are lined up properly then we can enjoy the picture in our mind of wise old King Solomon in the Bible smiling down upon us and saying, “As (a person) thnketh in his heart, so is he.” (Proverbs 23:7)

Little Epistle: Memory as a Tool Not a Weapon

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Our conscious memory can sweep us from scene to scene faster than the speed of light. It can carry us to the vast caverns and massive motivational engines of the unconscious mind.

This incredible tool must be designed for important work. It is. The scriptures say, “Remember the Lord your God,” (Deuteronomy 8:18) This perspective from the past can help guide our future.

With our memory we can hang on to one piece of information, attach to it another and gradually build our knowledge base. Since intelligence is the glory of God, memory is an integral part of our divine potential.

The memories of joyous summers can support us as we work through the cold and bitter winters of our lives.

There is even an eternal memory that seeps slightly through the veil. It is called the light of Christ and it reminds us that we are not creatures of this earth alone, but eternal beings.

Memory is an indispensable tool. But like other tools it can become a weapon against ourselves and others. Memory misused constantly calls up discouraging and destructive images. An abusive memory recalls and re-injures old wounds and refuses to forgive past offenses thereby making the rememberer guilty of a worse sin than the one who offended him. (Doc. and Cov. 64:9)

The key to a truly effective memory is not simply recall, it is wisdom in our selection of what to store in it. Sydney Harris once said, “Happiness usually depends more on what we can forget than on what we can remember.”

Little Epistle: Habits

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I count among my friends the late Stephen R. Covey, but then so do a few million other people. But I did work with him on a couple of projects and they turned out well.

Stephen was an internationally respected consultant to business, government, educational, and religious organizations. His book, The Seven habits of highly effective people has sold 25 million copies in 40 languages.

The “habits” in the book’s title are the key to Steve’s effectiveness. Seven rules effectively recited won’t take us very far, but habits are what can make or break a life. Ingrained deeply enough, they determine our character.

Steve succeeded because he trained and motivated people to actually put into practice the principles he taught them.

He was convincing and authentic because he used the seven habits to guide his own life and his family. As a result, he was effective in more than just business.

His message was memorable because he packaged profound principles into seven bite sized habits.

In this he followed the master teacher who was the center of Steve’s life.

Jesus distilled his curriculum into just two habits, and his teaching method into two words. The habits he espoused were first Love the Lord, second love your neighbor. His teaching mode was, “Follow Me.”

I wrote a little song about that. It goes like this.
Jesus came to Galilee
He found Peter by the sea,
And the sons of Zebedee
He said to them, “Follow Me.”

As usual, you can hear this message, and Martin and me performing the rest of the song if you click on the YouTube attached to this post.

Little Epistle: The Worth of a Smile

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“…your clothes may be Beau Brumelly, They stand out a mile. But brother you’re never fully dressed without a smile.” So Sang Little Orphan Annie in the musical of the same name.

A smile can lift your spirits. Not just a smile from others, but from yourself. Research has shown that lifting the corners of the mouth opens up circulation to the brain, releases endorphins, a natural stress releasing pleasure-producing drug into the system. It probably helps us think more clearly and effectively.

For those of you who can only compute value in dollars and cents, put your smile down in your asset column and list the value at something like 50,000 dollars minimum. There is a rare medical condition named Moebius Syndrome in which people are born with weakened muscles in the corners of their mouths. They cannot smile.

I read once of a young woman in California who was successfully operated on and muscle tissue from other parts of her body was grafted in to the corners of her mouth. It is a difficult operation and does not always work. But in her case it did, and for the first time she could smile. The operation cost about 25,000 dollars per mouth corner.

That means that most of us are carrying around a fortune on our face. Our recommendation is to cash in on your investment every chance you get.

The world and you will be happier. This will also enhance your wardrobe. Because, “You’re never fully dressed, though you may wear the best. You’re never fully dressed without a smile.”

Little Epistle: Perhaps Love

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Perhaps love is like a resting place, a shelter from the storm
It exists to give you comfort, it is there to keep you warm
And in those times of trouble when you are most alone
The memory of love will bring you home

Perhaps Love, John Denver wrote in this lovely song. So many songs have boldly declared what love is and what it is not, it’s refreshing to have this tender suggestion.

Is there any word in the English language more misused, confused, and abused than the word “Love?”

Is it a noun? Is it a verb? Is it both, and more.

Is it in the body or the soul, the mind, the heart or all?

Can love be categorized as the ancient scholars said into eros, romantic love: philos, brotherly love; and agape; Godly love, the love that loves even its enemies?

This is less poetic than John Denver, but perhaps love is like electricity. We don’t know what it is, but we know some of the things it can do; including miracles.

Abraham Lincoln had inscribed inside his wife Mary’s wedding ring, “Love is eternal.”

That I can relate to. True love never dies. My father told me years ago, “You know something. When your mother gets herself dolled up, she is really a looker.” He wasn’t joking or even being kind. In his eyes she was gorgeous, because of, not in spite of the 60 plus years they had lived together as husband and wife.

I testify of the same experience.

Perhaps that is the answer to John Denver’s wistful wondering. In true love there is no “perhaps.”

Little Epistle: Persuading Your Subconscious

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As you know our minds consist of two parts, the conscious mind, and the unconscious. The conscious mind is limited. Research by the Bell telephone company years ago indicated that most people’s short term memory can hold about seven pieces of information. That is why phone numbers were limited to seven digits with a space between the first three and last four. The area codes added later botched that up. It’s harder to look at a ten digit number and then dial it from memory.

The conscious mind and memory are also fallible. I think it was Mark Twain who compared our conscious mind to a wooden bowl. It doesn’t hold very much, and after a while it warps.

But our conscious mind has one priceless ability. We can direct it. Dr. Maxwell Maltz in his book Psycho Cybernetics compared the conscious mind to the thermostat on the wall. We can change it at will. But the thermostat really doesn’t warm the house. The furnace does. But you can’t just go whack the side of the furnace to fire it up. You have to coax it with the thermostat. And, as you know the heat in the house doesn’t instantly change it takes some time. Likewise the subconscious, but once you unleash its power, it is far stronger and long lasting than the thoughts and words that flit through our conscious brains.

How do you communicate with and persuade the unconscious mind to do your bidding? With compliments, positive affirmations, even whistling and it also helps to describe the person you aspire to be. Perhaps the most powerful training message you can send is repetitious rehearsal. Psychologist and philosopher William James said this in three magic words, “Act as if.” That doesn’t mean imitate. It means do. If you want to be friendly, do what friendly people do. If you want to be a scholar, do what scholars do. If you want to be rich, don’t spend like a drunken sailor. People who get rich do just the opposite.

Most important, if you want to be a Christian, the path is as simple as two words. Jesus said, “Follow me.”