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On Being Human

You can’t reduce stress in your life unless you change how you think. Our stress doesn’t come from the outside but from the inside.

Our mind is a special gift. It’s capable of storing more than 100 trillion thoughts. It can handle enormous amounts of information. We have the freedom to choose what we think about, from among all of that information.

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A long time ago an old Cherokee was teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.”

He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “Which wolf will win?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

We can choose what we think about and we also feed our own thoughts. What we put into our minds impacts how we live.

It’s really no wonder we’re stressed when we consider what most of us think about on a regular basis. Many people, allow anything and everything into their minds. Reading depressing books and watching depressing movies will lead to only one outcome.

What we think affects the way we feel; the way we feel affects the way we act.

Philippians 4:8 tells us to fix our minds on good things. Paul means that we need to make a deliberate choice. Change the channel on our minds. Only allow in things that fit into the characteristics described in that verse.

Sounds easy right? We are what we think. We don’t get it right all the time. We are also human.

On Being Human

When my mind is full
Of too many yesterdays
Spent in retrospective angst
Let it stay in the past

When my rushing
Through the day
Was in hindsight too quick
Slow my presence

When regrets abound
Like a crowd of paupers
Remind me of all the riches of
Being Human

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