Today, while peeling an orange, I thought about people who lived centuries ago, who never tasted an orange.
Or a banana.
Or ice cream.
Those who struggled to breathe on their death beds without the remedy of penicillin.
Those who went to war without a cell phone to call home.
Those who died in childbirth and premature babies who did not live without access to what we have today.
This doesn’t make the pain better. But it does give perspective.
God spoke about an eternal perspective and living daily with a view of eternity in sight.
That’s because God knows we need to look ahead in order to survive the pain.
Way ahead of here and now.
Without pausing to reflect about people who lived without the small and big things available to us, we get self absorbed for too long.
It’s up to us to reflect and remember so we don’t become consumed with hopelessness.
There is a last chapter and it’s not written yet.
Meanwhile, God comforts us until that day in eternity.
2 thoughts on “perspective.”
Thanks for the morning reminder. My mother taught me this kind of thankfulness, as I grew up. No matter how upset we got she’d explain to us to be happy for what we do have, where we lived, and that we had a home. That’s one thing I know I’ve passed onto my girls. They may not always be happy, but they look for the happiness in their lives.
Yes, Marge…it is a choice, isn’t it? When we decide to think that way it seems like everything else falls in place.
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