Light at the end of the tunnel!!


So yesterday morning I had car trouble. I drove down the road and it just died. I looked to the heavens and said ‘Lord, I know this is just one of the many tests I have been given this week, but really, could you not give me car problems some other day?’

I don’t think He found this request very funny, because my car just did not want to start again. So there I was, in the middle of the street, trying in vain to get my car going, but with no luck. So, I finally made that call to my Superman, my Dad, and in minutes, he was there. But still, after jumper cables, my Flavio (that’s what I call my little car) did not want to start back up. So, after a great struggle, my Dad made sure I got to work and he would figure things out. I really do not know what I would do without him.

When I eventually got to work, I sat at my desk for a while and thought about the week I have had. I know I am not the only one who has had a rough time. There are many people out there going through a lot of things, worse than I am, so in no way did I feel sorry for myself. I just started thinking. Thinking about life. Thinking about how unpredictable it can be. Thinking how things are perfect the one day and the next, your day is turned upside down.  I also started thinking about how we, as human beings, deal with these every day mishaps.

My Mom always taught me never to sit in a corner and feel sorry for myself when life throws its challenges my way. What good will it do you? Will your problems miraculously vanish? There is no use in feeling sorry for yourself. When you retreat into your corner, into that darkness, life still goes on. Life still happens. It does not stop and wait for you.

Yes, I have had a bad week. And yes, my car troubles were the smallest of my problems that I had. But it just seemed like my pile of problems were heaping up. I felt weak at times. But my Mom’s words remained in my head. Never to sit in a corner and feel sorry for myself.

Now the week is drawing to a close, and my heap of problems seems to have stopped piling up. It is getting smaller actually. The end of yesterday brought with it some good news. So my day did not end as bad as I thought it would end. My light was starting to shine through. Finally. There is always light at the end of the tunnel. My light is starting to shine through again.

And yours will too. Whatever it is you’re going through, will pass.
While you’re walking through that dark tunnel, just look out for that light.


Take Care

Miss Stone

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