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Translate Into YOUR Dialect Today's Motivational Reading
How To Be Happy In Spite Of Your Problems
A year ago, I made a trip to the village of my birth, a small
community in the Haitian countryside. I had been away in America
for many years, working hard to make my way in the world. I
returned now to my island, filled with strange stories to tell:
Stories of markets piled with food flown in from around the
world, stories of doctors who gave out pills to stop people from
eating, and stories of cars so abundant that they clogged the
roads and slowed the traffic to the pace of a bicycle.
I told my fellow villagers: You know, American problems come
from having too much, rather than too little. And because of
these problems, they have what they call stress. They couldn’t
believe me! They had never heard of stress before and neither
had I until I came to this country.
Shortly after returning from my trip, while eating in an
expensive restaurant, I watched a woman send a Porterhouse steak
back to the chef because it had been cooked medium instead of
medium-rare. Later, I watched a man who was dining with her
struggle to decide whether to have orange sherbet for dessert
and stick to his diet or splurge on an ice cream sundae dripping
with caramel and piled with pecans. Does any of this sound
familiar?
You are not alone. Many times I am faced with such dilemmas. But
I see it as an opportunity to be thankful. How? I imagine a
mountain of breadfruit! Do you know what a breadfruit is? You
don't often see them in American grocery stores. On the outside,
they look a little like a pineapple. But they taste like a tough,
extra-starchy potato. As a child, I ate almost nothing but
breadfruit.
The folks in my village learned to cook it creatively. We boiled
it, we fried it, and we beat it to a pulp and dipped it in sauce.
But every day it was breadfruit. My tongue grew so accustomed to
breadfruit that I ceased to taste it at all. I ate it only for
survival. My stomach was perpetually bloated as it struggled to
digest all the starch. I suffered from constant indigestion, and
parasites regularly invaded my weakened digestive system.
Have you seen those children on CNN or the Sally Struthers
commercials? How did you feel watching the naked children with
swollen tummies and skeletal arms, ignoring the flies crawling
on their faces? Well, that's what I looked like in my village in
Haiti. Most people assumed I would die before I reached
adulthood. They even told me so.
So when my steak arrives a little too well cooked, or I have to
choose between ice cream and sherbet, I give thanks to God for
the great fortune I've had in America. When was the last time
you took a moment out of your busy schedule to give thanks for
all that you have? Do you cry for what you don’t have? Or do you
celebrate what you have? Gratitude is the gateway to happiness.
It is impossible to be grateful and unhappy at the same time. I
bet you enjoy helping out a grateful child—one who is always
thanking you and praising you for your generosity. Well, that’s
the way your creator feels, too. Stop and count your blessings!
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Beautiful thoughts of all kinds crystallize into habits of grace and kindliness, which solidify into genial and sunny circumstances; pure thoughts crystallize into habits of temperance and self-control.
James Allen
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