I got my upbringing in the school of life. If life is a school, as they say, then everyone the good Lord brings me across is a teacher of sorts.
A few people are so good, I have learned only what to do from them. A few people are so wicked, I have learned only what not to do from them. Most people are an ordinary mix of both good and bad. From them I have learned the most. In their triumphs I have learned what is right to do. In their failures I have learned what is wrong. For instance:
From my dad I learned the value of an HONEST day’s labor. That means a day of hard work in case you were wondering.
From my mom I learned the value of knowing when to wait. Good things come to those… as they say.
From my wife I learned that a job needs to be completed even if it is hard and it needs to be completed right.
From my father-in-law I learned that a thing that doesn’t work is a thing to be conquered by a person who does. Sweat and persistence overcome problems everytime.
What we get from our teachers depends on us. The lessons I have learned from my loved ones have come as much from their failures as from their successes. There are positive lessons to be learned from every situation and interaction. The trick is finding the blessing… the lesson that will advance us in each life circumstance.
Who are your teachers in life? What lesson have they taught you?