Pleased or Displeased
When I was a boy we played a game called ‘Pleased or Displeased’ it was a fun little game in which each person would say if they were happy or not and then the person would ask what it would take for them to be happy and they would always say something silly like ‘I would be pleased if Ivan would walk with Betty around the outside of the house.’ So Betty and I would walk around the house, big deal, but it was fun and we all had a chance to make someone do something special.
But life is really not that simple today and I see so many people who are not pleased. You can tell by the way they drive, they are unhappy; their voice can be a giveaway, even the way they walk. If you know a person well you can tell by their eyes, ‘they are not happy.’
We live in such a wonderful world and such a great country. My house is heated and cooled; in fact I have used both on the same day. My bed is soft, the TV gets so many stations that by the time I flip through it is time to get up. The doctor is down the street, I even have a membership in a Chopper service and they will take me to the hospital in Nashville if it is needed. Not bad. My bathroom is inside, I have too many clothes, and my health for my age is just about right. Is everything as I would like for it to be, of course not, but when I stand and gaze into the ‘Far off country’ I see so many people who have nothing of the things I count as common. In Africa, no floors in the house, water five miles away, and doctors, who knew. The same was true in Central and South America by their standards I am a rich man.
Now in truth this is not what brings me real pleasure, yes these things all contribute, but what gives me real pleasure and real peace is that I know God loves me and that His Son gave Himself for me. Now that is worth an eternity.