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Today is the day, when I needed to read and beleive the following...it came in our District News letter....I thought of sharing it with all...may be someone else needs it too, so I am posting for all my friends who visit my blog faithfully. Thank you all :D

20 Suggestions for Living Wisely and Well


1. Teach by example.

2. Bless every day with a generous act.

3. Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them.

4. Do something every day that maintains your good health.

5. Take family vacations whether you can afford them or not.

6. Stand up for your principles even if you stand alone.

7. Judge your success by the degree that you're enjoying peace, health, and love.

8. Be there when people need you.

9. Be devoted to your spouse and dedicated to your children.

10. Be of service to your community and your country.

11. Have courage when things go wrong.

12. Tell the truth.

13. Maintain a grateful heart.

14. Manage your resources wisely.

15. Don't overlook life's small joys while searching for the big ones.

16. Discover the power of forgiveness.

17. Love people more than things.

18. Look for the good.

19. Search for the truth.

20. Hope for the best.

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