I have a perspective. Isn’t that nice.
And my perspective colors everything else inmy life, from my views on God and how I relate to him, to my political views, my career views, my marriage views, and a thousand other viewpoints.
This could be an exhaustive post, but it will not be.
I shared this story a few weeks ago, and yet it is relevant for today.
Once upon a time there was a man with two sons. The father was a drunken piece of humanity. He could not hold a job, he could not hold a paycheck and he could not hold his liquor. He was a miserable, down-and-out failure.
The two sons:
#1 son turned out to be exactly like his father.
#2 son turned out exactly opposite from his father and became an upstanding citizen of his community and a good husband and family man.
The father died, and after his funeral, someone asked both sons this question: “Considering how your father lived, how did you turn out the way you did?”
Both sons … BOTH sons gave the exact same answer.
“With a father like mine, how would you expect me to turn out?”
See the different perspectives? One saw the father in his drunken misery and followed suit.
The other saw it and said, “There has to be a better way.”
I write to encourage others, to lift their self-esteem, to give hope and encouragement to someone who may feel down on life and on themselves.
Why? I lived in a put-down world for too much of my growing up years. I heard more “Don’ts” than “Do’s”. I was told on too many occasions …
Don’t go there.
Don’t drink that.
Don’t try that.
Don’t wear that.
Don’t buy that. You may get hurt.
I reached a point one day when I discovered the CAN-DO gear in my life and I’ve never looked back.
And when I started writing, I quickly realized there were a lot of people like me. They had had their permission slip revoked and didn’t realize the playing field on which they stood.
This playing field is large, abundant, with many colors, varieties, tastes, and choices to make, and I have a set of skills and precepts in place to help me cope on this field called LIFE.
Therefore, I set out to share the light with others. Along the way, I’ve found I can make good, wholesome choices, I have some skills and those are serving me well. And I can write about some of those experiences and people actually read my words and find hope and encouragement in them.
What a perspective that is for me now. I’m useful … to others and to God!
I’ve taken some sour lemons and made good and sweet lemonade.
The take-a-way for me is this … regardless of the perspective one inherits in life, it can be altered, changed and improved.
Perspective is an evolutionary journey.
Even the international travel I’ve done has help shape and change my perspective.
The world has shrunk. It is no longer the small town in which I grew up, and the occasional trips to Nashville. And the languages, and customs, not to mention the world view I’ve had to learn to see. Talk about an expanded perspective on our world …
Okay. Enough for today. Perhaps more on this later.
This is my morning
Words of Hope
One Word at a Time