For the past week the place where I live has ground to a halt. I have been unable to move my car so the only means of getting in food supplies is walking to the village store and carrying it back. Sounds as if that is not such a great thing, apart from the fact that the village store has no supplies and the shelves are lying empty. Yesterday I attempted to move my car, I managed about 100 yards and then could not get it back without over an hours effort. How easily I realise I could slip into being a complainer. Begin to see the world from my perspective alone. The truth is that beyond my door is a great big world, and in comparison I am very well off.
The trouble is when we look at it in global terms it becomes almost meaningless. So let me scale that down just a bit.
If we could shrink the earth's population to a village of precisely 100 people, with all the existing human ratios remaining the same, it would look something like this.
There would be:
14 from the Western Hemisphere, both north and south
8 would be Africans
52 would be female
48 would be male
70 would be non-white
30 would be white
70 would be non-Christian
30 would be Christian
6 people would possess 59% of the entire world's wealth and all 6 would be from the United States.
80 would live in substandard housing
70 would be unable to read
50 would suffer from malnutrition
1 would be near death;
1 would be near birth;
1 (yes, only 1) would have a college education;
1 (yes, only 1) would own a computer.
When I consider the world from this perspective, it looks like a very different place.
So instead of complaining let me consider:
I have food in the refrigerator, clothes on my back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep, I am richer than 75% of this world.
I woke up this morning with more health than illness, I am more blessed than the million who will not survive this week, and better than the two old people found yesterday dead in their back gardens.
I have money in my wallet, and spare change in a coffee jar next to my keyboard making me among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.
I have never experienced the danger of battle, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation, I am therefore ahead of 500 million people in the world.
I can still put a smile on my face and are truly thankful, I am blessed because the majority can, but most do not.
I can write this blog, over two billion people in the world who cannot read it.
So as I look out the window at more snow, the prospect of yet more difficulties, I realise that in terms of others I am indeed very well off.
I hope you have a wonderful weekend.
This blog is linked to my other which I am leaving a bit longer as requested by many. I Remember (No More)