You may well and oh, wash among fee fee nicks tin tin without that the may one till tall one major sheng the perfect life, uh, um, once a circle missed a wedge, the circle wanted to be whole. So it went around looking for its missing piece. But because it was incomplete and therefore could roll only very slowly, it admired the flowers along the way.
It chatted with worms. It enjoyed the sunshine. They found lots of different pieces, but none of them fit. So it left them all by the side of the rolled and kept on searching. Then one day the circle found a piece that fit perfectly. It was so happy. Now it could be whole, was nothing missing. It incorporated the missing piece into itself and began to roll. Now that it was a perfect circle, it could roll very fast, too fast to notice flowers, or talk to the worms when it realized how different the world seemed when it rolled so quickly, they stopped, left its found piece by the side of the road and rolled slowly away. The lesson of the story I suggested was that in some strange sense, we are more whole. When we are missing something. The man who has everything is in some ways a poor man. He will never know what a feels like to yearn, to hope to nourish his soul with the dream of something better.
He will never know the experience of having someone who loves him give him something he has always wanted or never had. There is a whole nyssa bout, the person who has come to turns with his limitations, who has been brave enough to let go of his unrealistic dreams and not feel like a failure for doing so. There is a whole nyssa bout the man or woman who has learned that he or she is strong enough to go through a tragedy and survive. He or she can lose someone and still feel like a complete person. Life is not a trap set for us by god. So that he can condemn us for failing life is not a spelling puzzle where no matter how many words you have gotten, right, you're disqualified. If you make one mistake. Life is more like a baseball season, where even the best team loses one third of its games. And even the worst team has its days of brilliance. Our goal is to win more games than we lose. When we accept that imperfection is part of human, and when we can continue rolling through life and appreciate it, we will have achieved a home as that others can only aspire to.
That I believe is what god ask us not be perfect, not don't even make a mistake, but behold, if we are brave enough to love strong enough to forgive, generous enough to rejoice the others happiness and wise enough to know there is enough love to go around for us all, then we can achieve a fulfillment that no other living creature will ever know. Uh, yeah, gentility more totally duty schuller can she knew the shooting, decatur wishing ting hao hu, huang ying you so so young you may want long to less a whole come to nan xiang my well wishing the poly among fe feeny kfc.
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