Weave a Little Joy Song
Everybody’s got their troubles, some tiny enough that they’re no more than a sneeze, and some so big their owners drag ‘em around like burlap sacks full of wet sand. There’s nobody who can’t use a little strand of joy poked through the fabric of her day – a smile, a kind gesture, a word of encouragement and support.
It takes so little to make a difference in somebody’s day, to beam a little sunlight on it. Why, a simple hello, spoken with genuine gladness wakes the spirit and warms the heart.
Oh, I know you have troubles of your own. And maybe you wonder why you should be the joy weaver. Why can’t George do it?
Well, he could! As a matter of fact, he ought to! Not because he’s without his own little pack of stresses, frustrations and groans. But because it would do the same things for him that it will do for you: Let him get his groove on, his beat going.
You know, you start singing a little joy song and pretty soon it echoes back at you from all the walls and halls and faces around you. Happiness is potent stuff. One little whiff of it, one little beep of its horn, and people perk right up. They can’t help it; it’s part of their wiring. And that’s a fact.
Lord knows we got us plenty of gloom and grumbles. We don’t need any more. What we need—what we really, really need–are a few good joy-weavers out there spreadin’ it around, stitching grins through the cloth of the day, bringing out its sparkle and its light, adding some bright woof to its warp. What do you say? You want to sign up? It’s easy. And the pay’s great. Give it a shot. Get out there and flash that smile.

