Circumstances

Begging Hands by Viktoria Susterova

Somebody, somewhere, would beg to change places with you.

Yes you. With all the really bad junk and stuff you want to go away.

They would gladly eat the meal you don’t like. Because they didn’t get one.

Eat the wilty lettuce, discolored guacamole, and almost-flat soda.

Maybe they’d be thrilled with the new Target-brand t-shirt you bought for $4.99 (as you “humph” while remembering when you used to get really nice t-shirts at the expensive store).

Or gladly take your spouse. You know, the one that doesn’t give you all the attention you feel you deserve. But they lost theirs, or never had one – some cruel trick by the powers-to-be.

They might even wish to have your parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins. Yes, even yours, regardless of how irritating or stupid they act. And they wish they had your chance to offer forgiveness. But second chances don’t always come.

And how about your job. The one you hate so much, with the boss who doesn’t even see you—or takes credit for your work. But a steady paycheck, for some, seems like a dream that will never happen again.

They would like to have your friends. Including the needy ones. And the distant ones. Because everyone left.

And they would like to sit in that empty seat next to you.

And get that hug you’re giving that other person.

And they would like the able parts of you. Be it mind, body, or soul.

LISTEN. This post isn’t about judgment. So don’t go there. It’s really all about perspective. Mine. Yours.

Right now, a brand new circumstance came into my life that I can’t control. And I have the choice to throw a pity party. And I really want to. It’s unfair. Not right. I’ve had enough, and I’m not sure why God thinks I’m okay with another issue. Now. Ever. Again. And I want to crawl into a hole and put life on hold. But…

But… someone, somewhere, would beg to change places with me. And that helps my perspective. It has to. It’s kinda the place I go, need to go, when things feel a little hopeless.

This perspective allows all of us to march on.

We’re not here to survive. We’re here to succeed, and thrive.

And be grateful for the smallest of things we take for granted.
Sherry Meneley Soiled Wings
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7 thoughts on “Circumstances

  1. I’m sitting here trying to formulate my sermon on Joseph’s trip to Egypt… and the line keeps going through my head: “Something good has to come from this, right?” How timely your post. Perspective is such a blessing, a gift. So many things that seem ready to kill us are, in fact, gifts that bring us closer to life… but can we recognise them.
    And then, in the midst of all that, I see how much I hate that cross that may be a blessing, but it’s heavy… and it hurts. And I want to know that I’m not as alone as i feel.
    And then I read your post and know that someone gets it… and I feel refreshed… and sorrowful that another is struggling in the midst of dark places (even though I KNOW they are walking to the light.)
    For whatever “gift” has been sent your way… Grace and Peace my friend…

    Jer

  2. WOW Sherry after spending yesterday night drinking myself into nothingness, it was 26 years ago yesterday that I walked down the aisle, didn’t expect to hurt so bad, so I decided to drink the pain away and ended up waking up with a pain in the head LOL
    Once I read your post, I knew it was time to get up off the rug, dust myself off and Praise God that I am alive and I have a wonderful Papa who loves me unconditionally.
    Thanks for the kick in the ass, it was well needed.

  3. Hi Sherry, You said, “Right now, a brand new circumstance came into my life that I can’t control. And I have the choice to throw a pity party. And I really want to. It’s unfair. Not right. I’ve had enough, and I’m not sure why God thinks I’m okay with another issue. Now. Ever. Again. And I want to crawl into a hole and put life on hold. But…” to which I responded I hear you, now, ever, or again 🙂 And then, then my son sent me a video of a BIG tornado that went over his college today and no one was hurt. God put it all into perspective for me: “Your life, his (my son’s) life, are in MY hands! I am in control! You can trust me!”

    Sometimes it is all about perspective. Thank you Sherry!

  4. How funny, as I was reading down thru your post, two words came to mind – perspective and appreciation. And I had to remind myself of that just this morning in the midst of an overly busy, stressful day at work, as a headache developed and I didn’t know if I could take another thing gone wrong – how grateful I was to have a good job. And as well, how blessed I am to have most of the things you list in your post that sometimes I just want to complain about. As a rule I’m a fairly accepting person and it’s usually others or society in general that puts thoughts in my head that I “deserve” more or better, that gets me swaying in the wrong direction. So thank you for your beautiful, gentle reminder.

  5. Thanx for sharing yet another excellent perspective. I would love share this with others that I think would help them to read. Thanx again for sharing.

    JLem

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