I'm not exactly sure what caused me to think of him; but as I was sitting in meeting Thursday night I remembered a boy I went to school with. His name was Johnny, he was older than me, but he was simple minded. I remembered how it always seemed like he was happy, and nice to everyone, even those who made fun of him. It seemed like he saw the world differently than most people.
Johnny rode on my bus. I was remembering how there was one really bad pot hole that the bus would go over every day. It was so bad that it really bounced us all around, even though the bus driver tried to go over it carefully. Johnny got to where he remembered that pothole. He knew where it was and he would get ready, and then when the bus would go over the pothole he would jump up and exaggerate the bounce. It got to where a lot of the kids on the bus would copy him, and the majority of us would jump up when the bus hit the pothole. It still brings a smile to my face to remember it. He would say "get ready every body"! And then we would all jump together! I'm sure there were a lot of people that got frustrated at that pothole, but because of Johnny we all looked forward to it! It was the best part of our bus ride! (Of course there were quite a few times that we all got overzealous and the bus driver had to get on to us!)
I thought about the potholes of life. The different obstacles that come our way. I look at our life so far, and it doesn't really seem like we've had to endure any really huge trials yet. Mostly just annoying potholes. I would like to have Johnny's outlook and see the joys instead of the frustrations. When I really look at the different problems I have, and all the blessings, I know that the blessings far outweigh the problems. For some reason I've noticed that I dwell on the negative more than I dwell on the positive. I want to have that happy, joyful outlook on life. I want to be able to see the silver lining, especially when I know that my clouds are really more silver lining than storm clouds. I would like to be able to jump with my potholes, and enjoy the blessings rather than get irritated and frustrated at every little thing that doesn't quite go my way.
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That is a cute story. And a good lesson.
This kinda reminds me of David running to meet Goliath. :)
I hope I can see a pothole coming and look forward to it instead of worrying about what it's going to do to my vehicle.
What a beautiful post! It made me think about when I was engaged. I was so excited to start out and make our own stories to tell, how we were so poor and God did such and such. Now we have had lots of stories, lots of times when God did such and such, and I think the excitement of hitting the potholes is beginning to wan. That is sad, because the times when God took care of things are so precious to me I should be saying "Get ready everyone" when I see the next pothole. "Get ready to see what God does this time!" What a good thought, thanks.
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