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.
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