Nothing happens by accident...
If one day when you wake up, you would find on your bed a beautifully wrapped present with delicate bows, you would open it before even washing your face, curious about what is inside.
Maybe what you find is something you do not like very much, then you would put away the box wondering what to do with the present.
But, if the next day you find another present, you would open it also and, if this time you find something inside that you like very much.
A memory from someone that is far away, a beautiful clothing you saw on a window shop, the keys to a new car, a beautiful winter coat, or just a beautiful flower from somebody that remembered you.
This happens every day, but we do not realize it.
Every day when we wake up, it is there, before us, a present sent to us by God, a whole day to use in the best possible way
Sometimes it comes with problems, issues that we do not seem to be able to solve. Sometimes it comes with sadness, deception, even tears.
But other times it comes full of surprises, happiness, success and achievements.
What is important is that every day we receive a present, wrapped especially for us while we sleep: THE NEXT DAY. We are presented this box with colored bows, no matter what the day brings.
That day when we wake up every morning is a PRESENT... the present that life gives us. It is not always what we wish or what we hope for, but it is the best for us, what we need most, what we have to learn, what we need to grow.
Open your PRESENT every day, giving thanks first to the Creator that gave it to you, without thinking what is inside the box.
If today you do not receive the present you wanted, wait for the next one and appreciate what you received today
Tomorrow, Open your present with love and enthusiasm, because one day your dreams and the life plan for you will come inside the box, beautifully wrapped for you.
Life does not care about what we want, just about what we need. And that is good
May you have a day full of blessings, in which you can feel the loving presence of your Creator, and may the present of every day bring you peace, spiritual growth, and enlightment on all we still have to learn about every day, and the plan life has
for us, every day.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Sunday, December 20, 2009
The Story of the Cracked Pot
An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole, which she carried across her neck.
One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.
“I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.”
The old woman smiled, “Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side?
That’s because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.”
“For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.”
Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.”
The morale of the story:
Each of us has our own unique flaws… but it’s the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You’ve just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.
To all of my crackpot friends,have a great day and remember to smell the flowers,on your side of the path.
Author: Unknown
One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.
“I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.”
The old woman smiled, “Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side?
That’s because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.”
“For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.”
Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.”
The morale of the story:
Each of us has our own unique flaws… but it’s the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You’ve just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.
To all of my crackpot friends,have a great day and remember to smell the flowers,on your side of the path.
Author: Unknown
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