Today I am starting what I hope will become a regular Thursday blog. I hope to share with you on Thursdays some bit of inspiration that spoke to me during the previous week. I hope you will share with me your inspirations too.
I had gone out of my way the past couple of weeks to be kind to a friend only to find out that my kindness didn’t stop them from acting selfishly. I was reminded of these words from Mother Theresa.
People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies. Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you. Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight. Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow. Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough. Give the best you’ve got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis it is between you and God; it was never between you and them anyway.
Today I celebrate the return of writing to my life. Although I must admit that after writing the following post, I ended up with a headache. Hopefully soon I will be able to celebrate the end of headaches.
Today’s prompt is ponder. It seems that all I ever do is ponder. At the ripe old age of 66 I still find life perplexing. I spend time pondering issues such as do we become less empathetic as we age? On the face of it, it does seem that way. I see that loss and even death are accepted much more matter of factly these days by me and by friends and family who are older than me. I wonder – is this a good thing? Is this evidence of wisdom? Or is it just hardening of the arteries?
I wonder if Mother Theresa became less empathetic as she aged? Did the heartache she immersed herself in become less emotionally charged as she got older? She seemed to be such a joyful person. Does acceptance of heartache become less intense when you are concretely working to help ease the cause of the heartache?
Maybe empathy doesn’t have to be gut wrenching. Maybe the gift of age is the realization that trouble will happen to all. When trouble comes to our friends and family, we will feel sorrow and empathize with their pain. But the gift of experience is to realize it is more important to help the person experiencing the trouble. And sometimes the only way you can help the friend in time of trouble is to bring and smile and if you are very brave bring them the gift of laughter.