Two weeks ago, I got back from a mission trip from New Orleans. During our time there, we did a little sight-seeing in the French Quater. While walking down the long, dirty, crowded streets in New Orleans, I saw an old man. This old man had on a green sweater, jeans, and a pair of old tennis shoes, the only thing that stuck out to me, he was digging through the trash can for food. This situation goes well with Francesca Battistelli's song, 'This is the Stuff'.
My mom always told me that you can't always have your way. To be popular, have a big house, wear the cutest clothes; we don't get it all. But it shouldn't matter.
'This is the stuff that drives me crazy, this is the stuff that's getting to me lately.' Why should we get upset about not getting the newest things, when some people are upset about not getting food to eat today?
We just take the littlest things for granted. 'In the middle of my little mess, I forget how big I'm blessed.' It's sometimes hard to see how lucky we are until someone shows us how lucky they aren't.
'So break me of impatience, conquer my frustrations, i've got a new appreciation, it's not the end of the world.'
"It's sometimes hard to see how lucky we are until someone shows us how lucky they aren't."
ReplyDeleteI really like this sentence, Morgan!