A Point of View
An old disheveled man gets on the bus, the right side of his mouth lower on his face than the left as he might have suffered a stroke at some point. He is a tall man with silver white hair and he is dressed in a full set of old worn out and dirty fatigues. As he walks by there is that strong smell that one acquires after being on the street a while and not bathing. At this point you can see everyone on the bus is hoping that he doesn't sit by them. As he walked by you could also see that his fatigue pants had several tears on the backside too.
All I could think is, who are we to judge this man just by the way he looks, dresses and smells. Without knowing anything else about him. Then I though about, who are we anyway? Sometimes we complain about not having enough money, not having a newer car, or a nice house, or all kinds of jewelry and getting to eat great food. Then I think how lucky we are to at least have a roof over our heads, our health, food on our table, at least a few dollars in our pockets and so on and son on when there are those in this world that don't even have that.
It was similar situation just like that which brought me closer to GOD. I was driving down the highway in my nice car, headed for my nice apartment and was feeling sorry for myself cause I had spent too much money and had run out before my next pay check. I was so in despair that I was contemplating doing a very stupid thing so I pulled over to the side of the road for a second and then GOD spoke to me. No, I'm not crazy, he didn't appear next to me in my car, he spoke to my mind and my soul. He made me realize just how selfish I was being at the time. Brought those images or children in third world countries sitting there with no food or clean water, nothing but skin and bones with flies landing on them and buzzing around their bodies.
It was then that I realized what a fool I was being. How could I be so selfish and so nonchalant about such a much more serious situation. It was then that my new relationship with GOD was forged and I would never feel sorry for myself again no matter what. That is because no matter how difficult our situation may be it will never be as hard as that of those poor children or as that of the man on the bus today.
That was the day that I became a much more humble person and dedicated my life to helping others anytime I can, because I am blessed, as you may be too. So next time things get tough, think about those hungry children with the flies all over them and no food to eat or money to buy anything and no clean water. Then give thanks to GOD that we may not be rich in money but we are much better off than others and pray for them as well. GOD Speed.
Just a Point of View.