Sometimes we feel scared. But we don’t want to be.
Sometimes we feel tired. But we don’t want to be.
Sometimes we feel hopeless. But we don’t want to be.
A boy once asked the heavens, “Why don’t you send me gifts to help me improve my life?”
. . . and the heavens respond, “I sent you fear, suffering and despair.”
The boy sat there confused.
What was he supposed to do with fear, suffering and despair?