I saw...
I saw a woman limping but still peddling her goods on a very busy avenue.
I saw a little girl drenched after an hour of rain selling flowers to every people she meet.
I saw a young boy, barely young to be left alone in the street, sleeping on the steps of a train station.
I saw a couple with their young kids eating on a single plate.
And then…
I saw a group of young people all dressed up for a night in a bar.
I saw a guy parked his car and lit a cigarette while waiting for someone.
I saw a very attractive lady holding bags from a night of shopping spree
I saw me complaining sometimes that my life sucks.
PERSPECTIVE—we need it all the time!
I saw a little girl drenched after an hour of rain selling flowers to every people she meet.
I saw a young boy, barely young to be left alone in the street, sleeping on the steps of a train station.
I saw a couple with their young kids eating on a single plate.
And then…
I saw a group of young people all dressed up for a night in a bar.
I saw a guy parked his car and lit a cigarette while waiting for someone.
I saw a very attractive lady holding bags from a night of shopping spree
I saw me complaining sometimes that my life sucks.
PERSPECTIVE—we need it all the time!
Have a meaningful weekend ahead!
posted by jef at 5:21 AM
I have to go to a funeral this weekend for a 22 year old child of God. What makes me weep is that she did not know she was a child of God. Either no-one told her (including me I sorrowfully add) or they told her and she didnt care. Her desperation caused her to take her life. I life in her mind that was not worth living.....
and Jesus wept, for the Father created her in His image...and I weep too.
She was only five years old. Full of life and bubbly, a doll to us all, then a police cruiser came at work and picked his father without a word. The child he just left at home with a usual hugs had been rushed to hospital with an unknown heart virus, never made it, barely 6 months in her new country. Made us all wept at work, but in all my life never seen a strong parents who took the sad event and celebrated the young girl's life and dedicated her to her Creator. And the Police Officers who summoned the Father were always there to lend their hands and made us respect them more than ever..
I saw...I see...and I will continue to witness the harshness and cruelty of life. Where do I fit in all of these. I know I am doing my part. Helping others. If not by the masses, one person at a time.
I saw myself dreaming I was dreaming of something that I want to be. But the dream ended I was only dreaming.
Hmmm....
Those sights will always be there to remind us of the harsh reality, that there is inequality in this world. No matter how perfect you want it to be..
i just miss my friend... His name is Jeff.. di na kasi nagpaparamdam.. I'm leaving soon...
tnx
ganun ata talaga, kapag naghirap yang 2nd set ng mga tao na nakita mo, doon nila ma re relize na d ganun kasimple ang buhay :)
Hmmm... ganun ata ang design ng buhay eh, full of dichotomy. Kasi dun natin ma re-realize what we lack or have on both sides of the pole. Hehehe.
Maybe we can change your perspective of your "life sucks" to "quite interesting" neh?
Have a great time ahead this Christmas!
hindi lang tlga tyo marunong mag-appreciate minsan
...and i saw this fella muttering just about nothing and everything and I just commented on his blog.
hehehe... kidding.
Good thing about a perspective is that it's different in every other angle you see it. That's why it's never the same. It's hard but we have to figure out our own vanishing points. Our own X and Y's. And until we establish that, we will never headstart to a new horizon of our own. Life is just like drafting. That's why only fools call it boring.
One person's story is everybody's story. We all experience the goodness and harshness of life's reality.
The little girl selling flowers' perspective in life may be simple that her simple dilemma of selling flowers in the rain is ten tons of burden for her. Equals the ten tons of burden carried by the attractive lady holding shopping bags... who cannot bear a child or whose husband left her.
Our views may be differ but we all share ten tons of burden in each one of us.
Perspective....yes we could all use a good dose of it. You're a very good observer (if all those things weren't made up, that is).