"It is not the ctitic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

~Theodore Roosevelt


Sunday, August 1, 2010

A Blind Girl

~No misfortune is so bad that whining about it won’t make it worse.
~Elder Jeffrey R. Holland


Alright, I know, I've really dropped the ball on blogging. And since I love when people post on the blogs I read, I'll try to be more consistant-it is the start of a new month :) So we'll see how it goes...

I ran across the following story on another blog. I tried to find an author or where it was originally from, but couldn't. I found it really... not surprising, but it wasn't what I expected. And it made me think. Because I do complain a lot, I'm sorry to say. I'm still trying to adjust to having a full-time job and it feels like all I do is work. But I wasn't all that happy about being in school when that was the case. I really need to work on this.

Anyway, I thought it was worth sharing :)


Story of a Blind Girl

A blind girl hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, "If only I could only see the world, I will marry you."

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend. He asked her, "Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?"

The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind.

The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn’t expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him. Her boyfriend left her in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying:

“Take good care of your eyes, my dear; before they were yours, they were mine.”

This is how the human brain often works when our "status changes." Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.

Life Is a Gift Today before you say an unkind word -Think of someone who can’t speak.

Before you complain about the taste of your food – Think of someone who has nothing to eat.

Before you complain about your husband or wife – Think of someone who’s crying out to for a companion.

Today before you complain about life – Think of someone who went too early to heaven.

Before you complain about your children – Think of someone who desires children but they’re barren.

Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn’t clean or sweep – Think of the people who are living in the streets.

Before whining about the distance you drive – Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.

And when you are tired and complain about your job – Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.

But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another – Remember that not one of us is without error and we all answer to God When depressing thoughts seem to get you down – Put a smile on your face and thank God you’re alive and still around.

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