I wonder how many of us actually see the potential in every situation? Do we make the most of each situation, and enjoy life? Or have we been so pre-programmed by society that we cannot see the finer things in life because we must be someone else? Do we deny ourselves little pleasures because we are too busy, or too old, too young, too late, too early, too tired, too fat, too thin, the "time" is not right? I could go on and on. There seems to be an excuse for every idea.
Have you looked up at the sky today? Or did you just see the asphalt as you drove to work this morning? Did you see the leaves turning colour and how pretty they are when they fall to the ground? Or did you just notice that the wind is colder and now in the evenings you need another blanket? How do you view life really?
Read below, and decide how you would like to CHOOSE to view life........ Remember, your quality of life is determined by the choices you make......
How do YOU view life??
When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard.
My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.
When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty person who probably wants money and I look away.
My kids see someone smiling at them and they smile back.
When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have much rhythm so I sit self-consciously and listen.
My kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.
When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my hair and pulling me back when I walk.
My kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.
When I pray I say thee and thou and grant me this, give me that.
My kids say, "Hi God!!! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."
When I see a mud puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and clothes and dirty carpets. My kids sit in it.
They see dams to build, rivers to cross and worms to play with.
I wonder if we are given kids to teach, or to learn from?