Thought for the Day 9//18/2026

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 Friday Tale ~ Four Words

A king called all of his wise men and counselors together for a meeting. He addressed them and said, "I want you to go and think, read, and research. Consult the wisest and most learned men in the land. Spare no expense. I want you to find the ONE statement that will get me through all situations in life. Whether I am on top of the world or in the pits, find that statement."


"I don't want to learn long and complicated philosophies. I want one simple statement. Find it or write it; I don't care, just bring me the statement."


The men left and consulted for months. They finally returned and handed the King a scroll.


The King unrolled the scroll. On it was written four words.


"THIS TOO SHALL PASS"


That was it. The wise men explained: When you are on top of the world, that is but a fleeting moment, things change, always remember, this too shall pass.


 When you are in the pits, all nights are followed by day, at your lowest moments remember also, this too shall pass.


All external circumstances and material things change.


No matter what your circumstances, remember, THIS TOO SHALL PASS!


The wise men reminded the great King that this would get him through his earthly things but the truly wise knew there were things beyond this earth and life. . .


Things that were eternal.


True wisdom they reminded the King was in the ability to recognize the fleeting temporal things of the material world from the truly eternal things.


 O Great King they said, "Most of the things that you worry or gloat about are temporary and our four words apply."


For most of your situations. . .



THIS TOO SHALL PASS.

~ Mountain Wings


For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. SO we fix our eyes not on what is seen, BUT on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, BUT what is unseen is eternal.

~ 2 Corinthians 4:17-18 (NIV)

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