What My Son’s Accident Taught Me About Perspective…

The Power of FEAR is real!

If you know my son, you know he is a rambunctious, curious, adventurous 18 month old!  He climbs, takes off, wrestles, and just is a sweet boy full of energy.  After a small fall he developed a bit of a painful bruise around his shoulder.  That is a pain he really hasn’t felt before and of course would prefer never to feel again.

And so we noticed that he stopped climbing, became timid when it came to certain activities that might cause him to get hurt again, or run from things that he is unsure of.

As parents, we refuse to let fear dictate his life.  Unfortunately, accidents can’t be controlled, and avoiding them stops us from learning, from growing, from living….and in some cases from loving.  So we challenged and continue to challenge him to change his perspective, to see the opportunities and not be a prisoner of fear and the unknown.  We of course want him to be wise, but not limited by or live in fear.

And beyond just trying new things, we challenge our children to really see people.  When they see a homeless person on the street – we want them to see past the label of drunk, to the heart of the person and their story, and offer help.  When they see a police officer – we want them to see past the stories and accounts of police brutality, and see the person who is serving and protecting us with courage, and give respect.  When they see a refugee – we want them to see past the labels and fears, and see a person, a brother or sister who has a traumatic story of their own, who is in a country they don’t know, and welcome them.  We want them to see people not labels or fears.

Now some of you may read this, see the word refugee, and want to debate this perspective.  If so, the point of this blog is lost.  Because the truth is it isn’t about being right.  It isn’t about refugees.  It isn’t about terrorists.  It isn’t about ISIS (which has already started to control our actions and thoughts). It isn’t even about fear.  I’m not even giving it control.

It is about people!  It’s as simple as that.

We may stand alone, but if there is the opportunity to help, to serve, to assist another person, we are going to take it. We choose to look past the debate, past the what-ifs, past the “religions”, past the fear and see the children, the mothers, the fathers, the families in this world that we can and will serve and help.

That’s our perspective.  That’s how we chose to live.

 

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