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Life Sucks. Or Does It? - Thursday, November 8, 2007
Ok I'll admit it- I'm not an optimist. But I've been thinking about all the times I've complained about something or felt sorry for my circumstances, and I've realized... compared to so many other people, I really don't have it that bad.
How many people in this world don't have a roof over their heads, while I bemoan how my room in my house is so small? While I'm stuck in traffic cursing the trickling flow of cars in front of me, how many people don't have access to the transportation I take for granted? As I pout about my nose being clogged up when I have a cold, do I forget that there are millions of people dying from incurable diseases and terminal illnesses?
Sure, I may only make $40,000 a year upon graduating from college, but that still puts me in the top few percent of all households in the world. Going to class is a drag, but to those without access to higher education it'd be more than a blessing. I complain about the taste of the food I'm served, when millions are dying from starvation and lack of clean drinking water. Unlike some, I don't have to fear being shot at while walking down the street, or being blown up by a roadside bomb, or facing persecution for my religious beliefs.
So really, I have no right to think that my life sucks. Who am I to make that call? I need to be content with what I have, and what I don't.
"God, grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the Courage to change the things I can, and the Wisdom to know the difference."
How many people in this world don't have a roof over their heads, while I bemoan how my room in my house is so small? While I'm stuck in traffic cursing the trickling flow of cars in front of me, how many people don't have access to the transportation I take for granted? As I pout about my nose being clogged up when I have a cold, do I forget that there are millions of people dying from incurable diseases and terminal illnesses?
Sure, I may only make $40,000 a year upon graduating from college, but that still puts me in the top few percent of all households in the world. Going to class is a drag, but to those without access to higher education it'd be more than a blessing. I complain about the taste of the food I'm served, when millions are dying from starvation and lack of clean drinking water. Unlike some, I don't have to fear being shot at while walking down the street, or being blown up by a roadside bomb, or facing persecution for my religious beliefs.
So really, I have no right to think that my life sucks. Who am I to make that call? I need to be content with what I have, and what I don't.
"God, grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the Courage to change the things I can, and the Wisdom to know the difference."