So much of life is about perspective. I lay on the road a few years ago, crumpled like an accordion and with my brain bleeding. Today – semi-sane again – my entire family looks back on the episode with gratitude: the person who drove into me called 911, I had world-class care at Atlanta’s Sheperd Center, and G knit me back together in ways no expert can explain. Conversely, we could complain and let the event sour our lives. One fork leads to life, while the other leads to further disillusionment and heartbreak. I choose one path.
You’ll have to choose a path, too, in whatever you do. In almost all things, there are ways to get about it. Some ways build you up. Others let you wallow in the same mud you’ve enjoyed for years. It’s become a battle cry for me: You Choose. And you live with your choice.
Here’s something to consider when we talk with people.
You snap at your friend, lover, or live-in and write it off with a hug and an explanation that you’re just out of sorts today. You’re tired and had a lousy day at work. ‘Forgive me? Just let me sit in the bath for a moment and I’ll be fine.’
But when your friend, lover, or live-in snaps at you? Well, the mind starts whirling. They are so mean-spirited. They never believe in you. They are always looking for a way to put you down. As much as you try to love, they just keep judging.
Or… maybe, like you last week, they’re just having a bad day and need a sit in a hot bath?
Looking at yourself, for you, it’s a one-time thing, easily explained and easily forgiven. For them, from your eyes, it’s always or never.
For more on perspective, go here.
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