Every now and then, we experience loss. Through that every now and then, we then experience pain. Loss and pain walks hand in hand through every beings journey. It is inseparable. How we deal with the pain makes the diversity of our community. How we deal with pain depends perhaps on how big we acknowledge the loss. Confusing, huh? Not really.
Let's make an analogy, a little girl participated a race to win a bag of candies. She won the bag of candies but when she got home, her mother told her that candies are not good for the health of her teeth. Her mother threw away the whole bag of candies. The girl cried and sulked for a week. She didn't speak to her mother for that period of time. To that little girl, the bag of candies meant all her effort. It was what she deserved. So losing the bag of candies meant everything to her.
In another situation, a grown lady participated the same race, in another year, and she won the race (maybe because the little girl decided not to join the race anymore). She brought back the bag of candies and her mother told her that candies are not good for her health. So her mother threw away the bag of candies. This young lady just laughed it off. Her mother has got a point and she probably does not need the bag of candies so much either.
Both situations are similar. Both situations contain loss. How great the loss meant to each person is what made both situations differ in outcome. Probably the grown lady had the capability of balancing out truth from wrong and to balance out importance in that situation, while, let's just say the little girl lacked those values. Then again, who said all these values come in a package for every human being? Some values have got to be nurtured. Nurturing takes time and experiences. The little girl will pick up chunks of knowledge and experience as she grows and one day she might just look back and say, "Hey! It wasn't that bad after all!".
Well, this is life. Every now and then we experience loss. Every loss comes with its own sort of pain. Life, however, just has to go on. We have to keep moving forward. The Greater Power created us so. To live for as long as we have, in the best way we can. It is alright to stop every here and there. Just like a visit to a pit stop. We refuel, change worn out wheels and we move on.
Everyone has got to face their own challenges and losses in life. Every loss may not deserve to be compared to losing a bag of candies, yet, if we look the extra distance and beyond analogies, it is us who define how big a loss may seem. It has all been willed. If only we believe; then maybe things would be a lot easier for us and people around us. At the end of the day, every loss brings with it something to gain. So when facing a loss, just stop to take a deep breath, and then say, "HEY! I WILL BE OKAY! God had created me this way!".
Leaving you something to ponder:
Losing is, again, unique to every individual. What if I told you that dying is a form of gaining rather than losing; to a pious soul? Or what if I told you that living means losing?
Let's make an analogy, a little girl participated a race to win a bag of candies. She won the bag of candies but when she got home, her mother told her that candies are not good for the health of her teeth. Her mother threw away the whole bag of candies. The girl cried and sulked for a week. She didn't speak to her mother for that period of time. To that little girl, the bag of candies meant all her effort. It was what she deserved. So losing the bag of candies meant everything to her.
In another situation, a grown lady participated the same race, in another year, and she won the race (maybe because the little girl decided not to join the race anymore). She brought back the bag of candies and her mother told her that candies are not good for her health. So her mother threw away the bag of candies. This young lady just laughed it off. Her mother has got a point and she probably does not need the bag of candies so much either.
Both situations are similar. Both situations contain loss. How great the loss meant to each person is what made both situations differ in outcome. Probably the grown lady had the capability of balancing out truth from wrong and to balance out importance in that situation, while, let's just say the little girl lacked those values. Then again, who said all these values come in a package for every human being? Some values have got to be nurtured. Nurturing takes time and experiences. The little girl will pick up chunks of knowledge and experience as she grows and one day she might just look back and say, "Hey! It wasn't that bad after all!".
Well, this is life. Every now and then we experience loss. Every loss comes with its own sort of pain. Life, however, just has to go on. We have to keep moving forward. The Greater Power created us so. To live for as long as we have, in the best way we can. It is alright to stop every here and there. Just like a visit to a pit stop. We refuel, change worn out wheels and we move on.
Everyone has got to face their own challenges and losses in life. Every loss may not deserve to be compared to losing a bag of candies, yet, if we look the extra distance and beyond analogies, it is us who define how big a loss may seem. It has all been willed. If only we believe; then maybe things would be a lot easier for us and people around us. At the end of the day, every loss brings with it something to gain. So when facing a loss, just stop to take a deep breath, and then say, "HEY! I WILL BE OKAY! God had created me this way!".
Leaving you something to ponder:
Losing is, again, unique to every individual. What if I told you that dying is a form of gaining rather than losing; to a pious soul? Or what if I told you that living means losing?
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