It’s been confirmed, I think, that the pace of life is out of control. Another thing that seems to arrive almost before I get started is the bridge I was going to cross when I got to it. I believe it can be confidently said that everyday life has become whack-a-doodle.
I sit with friends and hear about the dilemma’s and the situations they’re facing and I’m in disbelief. In honesty, I’m thinking: what the hell? Why are these horrible things happening to good people?
The truth is problems are not prejudice–they happen to good and bad people–to everyone. So, what’s our response when a problem occurs? Should we curse life with a closed fist? Do we blame the dilemma on someone or something else? Do we feel defeated and give up on life? Or, do we try to remain calm and look for solutions with the belief that problems are a fact of life?