Writings Years ago, I clipped some verse from a newspaper, which seemed to fit into the plans that I formed very early in life. I carried this clipping in my pocketbook until it became tattered and torn and almost illegible:"Lord, let me live like a Regular Man,
With Regular friends and true;
Let me play the game on a Regular plan
And play it that way through;
Let me win or lose with a Regular smile
And never be known to whine,
For that is a Regular Fellow's style
And I want to make it mine.
Let me live to a Regular good old age,
With Regular snow-white hair,
Having done my labor and won my wage
And played my game for fair;
And so at last when the people scan
My face on its peaceful bier,
They'll say, "Well, he was a Regular Man!"
And drop a Regular tear!"
"Years ago, with my body racked and torn by a killing disease, I put my faith in men. In their wisdom they said I could not live. I believed them for a time and then I turned to my Maker in faith and was healed.
"Go thy way: thy faith hath made thee whole," was said to me just as surely as it was said to the blind Bartimaeus: 'O ye of little faith.'"
"What is a great sermon . . . but a masterly sales talk?
The master knew that a statement from him would not, alone, sell Christianity to the ages. Therefore, he appointed twelve 'district sales managers.' The sales field was the wide world, and the product was salvation and redemption."
"My uncommon man will . . . believe in the dignity of man, whether his skin be yellow, white, black or brown. He will believe in freedom of the mind; free to think and write his beliefs, and that freedom he will grant to every other man alive.
Even though my uncommon man may live in a hovel, he will think, experiment and reach out for knowledge . . . He will stand out under the open sky, where he is closer to his Maker in Communion. . . and by thinking, he will resolve never to become a chattel, with his franchise sold to flattery.
My uncommon man cannot be identified by either the royal purpose or the patched overalls he may wear; like those in the Psalms, he is "clothed in righteousness."
I must say that I have found it necessary, in my whole business experience, to dischage less than a half-dozen out of the thousands who have worked for me or rather, who have worked with me. I am proud and happy to say this.
From "RJ Sez" - Published by Whitney & White, Ranson, West Virginia, 1957
The articles appeared from October 1st, 1953 through September 1st, 1955 with three unpublished articles.
1953
Probably no prayer is of more importanceThis is about Sentiment
That person is a dreamer
During depression, RJ hires from within.
The idle tongue of gossip
If the individuals are great
Conscience, knowledge and reason
RJF quits school
When nations have learned "Thou shalt not kill"
Genius is burning the midnight oil
None are closer to God than the farmer
I will never yield to discouragements
Learning perseverance from a cow
1954West Virginia home hospitalityOn Lincoln
"I wear the chain I forged in life."
Late in life, you value friends more
"Children, dogs, and best friends are wise"
There is good pride and bad pride
"As man thinketh, so is he,"
The old McGuffey Readers
Tense and frightened by wars
So-called trifles
Seeing only the faults in others
Loyalty to those who trust us
Colleges do not make intelligent people
The United Nations and Christ
Socialist give-away programs
Evaluate your errors
Humility is greatness
It is no disgrace to be in debt
Treason against God, or country?
Have a program of your own
Mistakes come from trying
Liberals and Conservatives
In defense of the Press
Greed, jealousy and prejudice
Greener pastures in your own backyard
Regular habits move mountains
Learn to "talk Happiness"
The Retirement Myth
Slander poisons the one who carries it
Ideas as a builder's blueprints
The power of unity
Help people to find work they like
Friendship requires no vow
The Bible taught me how to live, and to die
The greatness in this old lady
Indecision spells failure
The mirror doesn't lie
Spoken words etched on your memory
Speeding in the wrong direction
With vision opportunity may be seen
Little things mean a lot
Everyday courage
Old-fashioned mother wit
A leader toward happiness
The hardest man to whip is our own self
Hans Christian Anderson
Christ the "master salesman"
Fame
The "Common Man"
Like many others, I read this grand book (Pilgrim's Progress) when a child
"Measure twice and cut once"
1955
The closest teamwork is required of usWe must have Faith that brings belief
Rumors are impossible to put your finger on
We are feverishly stock-piling the atom bomb
I drove him like a slave
How long shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
We hear a lot about the "common man," especially during political campaigns
There is no philosophy that can be substituted for the Bible
Mankind is troubled and confused
There are no "short-cuts" or detours to Happiness
Politeness is to human nature what warmth is to wax
I've been happy with, or without money
I was condemned to die in a short time
Time does really change everything
The more freedom the individual enjoys under government the more responsibility he must assume
Slavery under Communism makes people prefer death
Can a Scientist Believe in God?
Cooperation greases the wheels
The fear that is a phantom. This fear makes the wide open world a prison yard
Adlai Stevenson demoralizes
Originality
The accumulation of our acts in life may be compared to a bank account
The greatest discoveries will be made along spiritual lines
Henry Ford left the results of his life's work
You get what you pay for.
The invisible presence of our Creator may be actually felt in every good deed
Ambition, running riot, made them ignorant of facts
It seems strange how little incidents of childhood teach important lessons
"Trivial" advice to the young
I spent a number of my younger years in the lumber woodsThe Golden Rule of the Bible
I remember the blacksmith - a large, muscular man who seemed a giant to my childish imagination
America is a vast, unlimited and unrestricted training field
Patience is one of man's greatest virtues
It's foolish to engage in the battle of life without plans
The art of conversation
The good we develop within ourselves
I do not believe that God intends the human race to be entirely destroyed