One of the oddities of life is that more often than we realize, our pleasure happens because of someone else's bad decision or pain. For example, when I get a new job, I rejoice, but I am not really aware of the person who finished in second and almost got the job, who maybe wanted it more or was better qualified. That person exists, however. If, God willing, I get married, it's possible that in my future wife's past there's another, better man than I. Maybe she overlooked him, maybe he messed up, but he existed.
So what does it mean? I think it should give us some pause, some realization that we are blessed to have what we have. But also, perhaps, it should help us in our own pain. When I was a teen, I competed in a church quiz competition. One year we had a very strong team, perhaps Top 5 in the country. We didn't even qualify for Nationals, however. I was stunned for weeks. But the team that took our spot were lovely people, and the very next year they won the National Championship. Our stunning loss directly opened the door for some excellent people to shine.
It also, perhaps, should make us more willing to quit when we know things aren't truly working. I have a bad habit of not wanting to breakup with someone unless they truly have "red-flag" behavior. I don't want to hurt someone's feelings. But if I know I'm probably not right for them, I'm blocking the path of some better man, am I not? Just something I'm thinking about.
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