On rare occasions I have a brief period of amazing clarity. In these flashes the normally cloudiness of spiritual life lifts and I seem to be able to see things clearly. Regretfully, if I look into a mirror during these brief periods, I see an ungrateful child, me.
During most times, I seem to consider myself put upon, poor, old, and ugly. It’s not mysterious why this is the case. Look around, particularly at the media. It seems everyone is young, beautiful, rich, and living a life of ease. I like to laugh at the Housewives of Beverly Hills, but deep down we think that most folks live like them.
The reality is so much different. If you work for minimum wage in America, you would probably be considered wealthy in most of the third world. For most of the world’s people, how they look is the least of their worries. In much of the world, folks don’t worry about living to an old age, they just want to live through the day.
The reality is that I have a great life. I have a wonderful family. I make a good living not working really that hard. I will probably live longer than most folks in world-wide. I have almost unlimited opportunities to make a difference and reach some degree of life satisfaction. The task is to hold fast to those truths. To live in thanksgiving for them and to give back in proportion to how I’ve been gifted.
What about you?
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