Wonder if any of you ever had the feeling that life is bad, real bad… and you wish you were in another situation? Do you find that life seems to make things difficult for you, work sucks, life sucks, everything seems to go wrong?
It was not until yesterday that I totally changed my views about life; after a conversation with one of my friends.
He told me that despite taking 2 jobs, and bringing back barely enough to cover all the expenses, he is happy as he is. I wonder how he can be as happy as he is now, considering that he has to skimp his life with the low pay to support a pair of old-age parents, in-laws, wife, 2 daughters and the many bills of a household.
He explained that it was through one incident that he saw a few years ago.
The incident happened when he was traveling through a poor region of the world. He said that right in front of his very eyes, he saw a man injured a child’s hand. The helplessness and the scream of the pain from the innocent young child haunted him until today. You may ask why?…
It was done for two simple words — to beg. The man deliberately caused the child to be handicapped so that the child can go out to the streets to beg. I cannot accept how this could happen, but it really did, just in another poor region of the world which I don’t see.
Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eating half-way. And almost instantly, a flock of 5 or 6 children swamped towards this piece of bread which was then covered with sand, robbing bits from one another. The natural reaction of hunger. Stricken by the incident, he instructed his guide to drive him to the nearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single loaf of bread that he found.
The owners were dumb-founded, but willingly they sold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400 loaves of bread (this is less than $0.25/per loaf) and spent another $100 to get other daily essentials. Off he went in the truck full of bread into the streets. As he distributed the bread and other items to the children (mostly handicapped) and a few adults, he received bows and cheers of gratitude from these unfortunate.
He began to think about how fortunate he was to be able to have a whole and healthy body, to have a job, a family, the chance to complain which food is nice and which isn’t, to be clothed and to have the many things that these people in front of him were deprived of…
Now I think about this too and I ask myself when I am feeling down: Is my life really that bad after all?
Perhaps not… it’s not bad at all….
Maybe the next time you think you are having a bad day, think about the young child who was forced to beg on the streets.