On Christmas Eve, my wife and I were reflecting on the year that was nearly ending whilst dining at a restaurant. I started to complain about something that didn’t happen the way I wanted it to.
My wife focused her attention in a Christmas tree that embellished the place. I thought that she wasn’t interested in the conversation, so I changed the subject: “This tree has a beautiful illumination”, I said.
“Yes, but if you look carefully you can see one burnt light among dozens. ”
It seems to me that instead of thinking this year as dozens of enlightened blessings, you chose to look at the one light that did not glow.”
- Author of this story is Paulo Coelho in his blog: Original Post Link
