My Thursday morning mens group grew by one today.
We met for coffee this morning and before he sat down I knew I was going to like this guy.
I noticed the BearCat logo on his shirt so we talked basketball as he settled in. We shared stories. He told me about his kids, his career, and his spiritual journey. About his introduction to volunteerism that led to a prison ministry he leads.
I shared my story and how my childhood was quite chaotic. About how I put my head down from age 21 to 43 and went to work. How raising my kids was my biggest priority.
“Do you think that’s why you were so committed as a parent?” he asked referencing my childhood experience.
What an insightful question.
“Yes, I think it’s THE reason I was so committed.” I replied.
I got to thinking how much my childhood affected the rest of my life.
What would have happened if everything was perfect. What if I didn’t face the chaos? Would I have been as good a parent?
My conversation this morning makes me wonder how many seemingly bad things in our lives turn out to be blessings in disguise.
I’ve met so many folks who have taken their negative circumstances and turned them into something positive.
Sometimes our injuries, our setbacks, our disappointments, give us new perspective.
Those experiences become a story. A story of how we felt. A story of how we coped. A story of how we overcame. A story to be told to encourage a friend.
It’s all about perspective.