The Circus of Life
Once upon a time…
There was a poor little boy who lived with his father, and wanted nothing more than to see the circus. But, he’s poor and knows that he and his father cannot afford to go see the circus.
But one day, by some miracle, the circus comes to his little town, and his father saves up all of his money so that he can take his son to the circus.
But when the little boy gets there, he covers his ears and closes his eyes and misses the entire thing because he knows that he will love the circus so much that when it’s over he’ll feel terrible.
But really, all that happened was that the poor little boy missed his chance to see something special.
Why give up the chance for something wonderful? Why let the fear of the as yet undetermined future rule one's decisions in the here and now. Yes, there is always the chance of things not working out, but isn't it better to know that, than to leave it in doubt for all eternity?
There was a poor little boy who lived with his father, and wanted nothing more than to see the circus. But, he’s poor and knows that he and his father cannot afford to go see the circus.
But one day, by some miracle, the circus comes to his little town, and his father saves up all of his money so that he can take his son to the circus.
But when the little boy gets there, he covers his ears and closes his eyes and misses the entire thing because he knows that he will love the circus so much that when it’s over he’ll feel terrible.
But really, all that happened was that the poor little boy missed his chance to see something special.
Why give up the chance for something wonderful? Why let the fear of the as yet undetermined future rule one's decisions in the here and now. Yes, there is always the chance of things not working out, but isn't it better to know that, than to leave it in doubt for all eternity?
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