Each day I try to be grateful for the many good things that
come my way. I don’t think I have any
more good things than the normal person.
Also, I don’t think I am any more lucky than anyone else. I think we all have some good things come our
way in fairly regular fashion. And luck
is a visitor to many people. I take
these as givens. The real choice is
whether to be grateful for life.
Much of our gratitude is intentional. I was taught at an early age to say “thanks”
when people did something for me. I have
distinct memories of my dad turning to me and saying, “Now, what do you say to
the nice lady?” She may have just given
me a piece of candy after our meal at the restaurant. I am sure I was glad to get the candy, but I
am also sure I was thinking, “it’s not that big a deal!” My dad helped me see it was a big deal.
And I have come to learn on my own that there are a lot of
things out there that don’t seem like a very big deal actually are big deals in
the sense that they deserve my gratitude.
Again, that is often the only choice I have. I can be grateful for what I have and have
been given.
The scary thing for people in their prime of life is they
think they are in control and can make their own good things happen. In some ways the smart people fall into the
same trap. I do think there is something
to the old adage, “self-made men.” And I
am sure there are “self-made women.” These
are the folks who through their own talent, hard work and, maybe, wits have
created a very good thing for themselves.
I don’t begrudge them one bit.
But no one ever does it totally on his or her own.
I can get picky and say not one of us caused ourselves to
come into being. Even if the
old-fashioned way to conceiving babies goes out the window and everyone becomes
a test tube baby, still our lives will not be self-generating. I live by the conviction that even my life is
a gift---a sheer gift. Again, I have a
choice. I can say “no” to this
gift. Tragically some do say a suicidal
“no.” Others commit to a slow, pointless
dying process by not living well.
That is why I try to be as aware as I can of all the reasons
why gratitude needs to be a part of my way of living. I want to enjoy life and you enjoy life by
living it as it comes and making the best of every given day. We easily talk about “life,” that too often is
a general, abstract term. Really life is
the sum total of all the days we manage to embrace and execute. In some ways life is the accumulation of our
history so far. Since I have not yet lived
tomorrow, I cannot rightly claim that as my life.
So I get clear with myself.
Life is the past tense for all the days I have lived so far. I smile because I have accumulated quite a
few by now! And I am grateful. So life is history. Living is what I am actually doing
today. Living today will turn it into
history tomorrow. Only in this day can I
be grateful. Of course, I can be grateful
for yesterday or for last year. But I
cannot go back to yesterday and be grateful.
That is why it is always a choice---but a choice in this
day. I do not fool myself and think that
we all have the same kind of choices or even the same number of choices. The choices I have come in the context of my
own living. Clearly, highly educated
people have some options and choices the dropouts from school will never
have. And people who are born and grow
up in this country truly have better choices than someone born to an uneducated
couple in a poor country.
I am also aware that young, healthy people have choices that
older, sick people do not. I am also
aware that we never think about it the other way. Older, sick people actually have choices that
younger, healthy people do not! Most
folks would not think this is a
good deal and I don’t argue it is a good deal.
When I think about some of the ultimate choices someone may
have, I think about meaning and purpose.
I do not suggest young folks can never figure out meaning and purpose
and older folk automatically do. That is
absurd! But I do think it is difficult to
come up with the deep, time-tested meaning and purpose in your life until you
live long enough and, perhaps, suffered sufficiently to know what counts and
what does not. I think I am getting
closer.
I am at the stage where I know for me, meaning and purpose
have to be closely tied into my spiritual life.
Anything less than that is not ultimate.
I know jobs and work are important, but not ultimate. Kids obviously are of paramount importance
for many of us, but if our lives are only defined by kids, we have missed the
mark.
It comes down to developing my awareness and my living such
that I know myself in the Spirit---that’s how you get to be spiritual. When I know this to be true today, I am
grateful. And my aim is to be just as
aware tomorrow. That’s my big choice.
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