Imagine traveling a deserted, desolate stretch of crumbling highway past abandoned commercial facilities and dilapidated shacks. Snarling dogs chase you; wind and sun turn your skin raw; people stare at you as you pass.
Imagine rolling along a quiet country back road on a bright, sunny morning. The cotton harvest provides unfamiliar, interesting activity. Prosperous-looking farmyards sit side-by-side with isolated groups of run-down houses. Drivers honk and wave.
Now imagine that both paragraphs describe the same day of he same journey.
As I distill what I learned from the experience of Rich’s Ride, I’m reminded of an important principle:
My life is less about circumstances and more about my attitude toward circumstances.
I’m a slow learner. I grumble too often, seeing a glass that’s half-full and leaking. I know better, but knowing isn’t much use when I behave as though I’m hostage to events beyond my control.
Circumstances aren’t irrelevant. Some situations certainly wouldn’t be my first choice.
But I can always control my attitude. Desolate highway or quiet country back road—same circumstance, vastly different experience.
My choice.
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