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Deficit of Attention is a blog about nothing which is a fancy way of saying it's about everything; politics, corporate life, religion, personal rants, you name it, I blog it.

A Cross To Bear

Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Every person I've ever met, no matter how indestructable they seem on the outside, has a cross to bear; their own private pain and burden. Every one. I just found out that a guy I know was involved in a horrible car accident as a teenager. His best friend was killed and there's rarely a day that goes by that he doesn't think of him. I've known this guy for quite a while and it's only now that this pain surfaces.

It could be a horrible tragedy or some kind of heartbreak. It could be that he or she is unable to have children or has some type of debilitating illness. Understanding how someone deals with a particular burden helps to learn the nature of their character and what they truly believe. For some people, their burden has caused a sense of deep and abiding bitterness. For others, a gentleness that they never would've possessed otherwise.

Like everyone else, I have my own cross to bear. But I consider it light and inconsequential compared to the burdens of others. Thank God.