A farmer became discouraged with his farm, he began to look at it as unsightly and negatively. This farmer made a decision to sell his farm and contacted a real estate agent. The agent gathered all of the paperwork and some pictures with ad copy for the farmer to approve and sign. While looking through he was surprised to see the advertisement which read as follows:
Lovely property overlooking fenced pastures, beautiful mountain and lake views offers a stately stone home built in the early 1800’s with many improvements while still capturing the old-time charm.
The pictures and advertisement went on to further detail the farmer’s property. After reading through and looking at the pictures, the farmer stopped and looked at the realtor and said “I cannot sell this beautiful property” and decided to keep his farm.
POINT: There are many points here. First, living in the same house, working at the same job and perhaps being married to the same spouse can be mundane over time. Perhaps looking at things differently also changes one’s perspective. Secondly, blessings……. Often we lose sight of our blessings which could very well be the ordinary of the day to day but blessings they remain.
Sure, work can be stressful, the house is in need of repairs, the apartment is too small, the kids driving you crazy, and the husband barely notices you. But regardless, they may not be perfect and even frustrating at times, BUT you have them. Somewhere there is someone who does not have a job, no roof over their head, a woman who is having trouble conceiving children and lonely individuals looking mightily for that mate.
Lately, I have been whining and bitching about not feeling well. Truthfully, today it is an annoyance. Last year at this time, not feeling well for me was much worse. I know that there are people that suffer from diseases like mine that struggle every day to breathe, be pain-free or be mobile. I think it is time I thank GOD for my blessings and pray for those that suffer.
I have heard another popular saying, “I cried because I had no shoes until I met someone who had no feet”
It really is all in how you view things, either as the farmer who saw his farm as ugly and cumbersome or the realtor who saw a beautiful gem. What is your view?
I am Deni, short for Denise. I grew up in a Jewish home, in a Jewish neighborhood and a Jewish family. In 3rd grade we moved. We moved to a mostly non-Jewish area.... that is where JESUS found me. I say found me because I yet had not acknowledged it, but would find out later.......by grace, HE HELD ME ALL ALONG, just a lil Jewish girl from Philly.