I was feeling sorry for myself, for no good reason today. Just kind of down while walking the dog. Then I saw a blind girl about 8 years old that lives near me. She was playing with her sister, who was trying to master a pogo stick that was too big for her. I watched through sunglasses as the girl counted her steps and found her way to her side door, obviously bored by her sisters unsuccessful attempts to master the pogo.
It was a bit of a head slap from God, I think. It was like He was screaming, "What is your problem? Do you see this girl? Well, she doesn't see you, so suck it up!" It was humbling to say the least.
Earlier in the day I was feeling badly for having lost my brother about six months ago. Then I thought of a friend who'd lost both her parents by age 15 and her brother in his early forties. Head-slapped again. My mom's still around and I have most of my brothers and sisters still living. It's okay to be sad, but we need to keep it in perspective.
Tough day at the office? How about your friend that's jobless?
Kids got you down? How about those who are unable to have kids, or, worse yet, lost them?
Friend troubles? Think of the shut-ins and the lonely.
I've been thinking about my brother a lot lately. His parting advice to all of us is "move on." I plan to do that, but every once in a while I need a head slap to remind me to do it with a better perspective.