Have you ever heard that story about the blind men arguing about what they were standing in front of? It turned out to be an elephant, but they all thought it was something different because of the part of the elephant they could feel. Even though they were all standing in front of the same thing, they all had different opinions and perceptions about it because they each had a different perspective.

Perspective matters.

I was thinking about that this morning as I was surveying my messy house. Dishes were piled in the sink. Receipts and coupons were scattered on the kitchen table. And there was some laundry that had been sitting in the dryer for… well, let’s just say it wasn’t a fresh load of laundry. Not to mention the thousands of toys on the floor.

Okay, not thousands. Probably about twenty. But it looked like thousands to me this morning.

I had woken up tired, and was tempted to feel discouraged by all the work I obviously had to do today. But then I started thinking about my perspective and realized that all my chores were blessings in disguise.

We had dishes piled high in our sink because we had good food to eat last night and this morning.

We’re overloaded with coupons and receipts because we have money to spend.

Laundry has been able to sit in the dryer for a couple days because we have more than enough clothes to wear.

And most importantly, our living is littered with toys because God saw fit to bless our family with a sweet little boy.

I’m so thankful that I have food and money and clothes and my son. I know how easy it is to focus on the problems. On the difficult stuff. On what we don’t like about our lives. But may I never be so blind as to forget what a blessing it really is to have the need to wash dishes and fold clothes and organize receipts and put away toys. Because I’d much rather have those problems than a clean house and no husband or baby to clean up after.


Need more help changing your perspective? Rachel wrote a great post about perception on her blog, Small Notebook. And Jessica at Life As Mom reminded me today that poor is a state of mind.


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