Motivational Story: Use That Time Well As Long As We Can Still Breathe

In a quiet, calm and peaceful village there is a wise grandfather who lives in the village, no one accompanies his grandfather to live, he lives alone, but he is still grateful for his life, so no wonder some villagers call him grandfather Julukan grandfather , because it means a lot of how to behave and behave in this life.

One morning a young man in the village was troubled by many problems, his footsteps confused, his expression intricate, as if hope were no longer on his side, staring into empty eyes, so that hopeful streaks did not appear on his face.

The figure surprised the wise grandfather alone, engrossed in bamboo to make household appliances, because with his expertise he survived to live, work and hard work he sold to the nearest hamlet market.

Without wasting time telling all the problems he faced, because he believed the wise grandfather would give way out of trouble. And wisely the grandfather listened carefully to the young man's conscience.

When the young man finished telling him his troubles, the wise grandfather just smiled and nodded, then walked to the limestone not far from his seat, he took a handful of salt and a glass of water. "Young man let you sprinkle this salt into a glass of water that I take this and stir this water and salt", pleaded the wise grandfather, without thinking again the young man sprinkled salt into the glass, then stirred slowly. "It's kek !, I've stirred the salt evenly with this water said the young man," ehmm ...., try you drink the solution and tell what it's like, "said the wise grandfather.

"Bitter taste, salty.", replied the young man, spitting sideways could not resist the unpleasant taste of the solution.

Grandpa wisely smiled a little. Then he invited the young man to walk to the edge of the lake not far from where he lived. The two men walked side by side and finally reached a quiet lake.

The grandfather sprinkled a handful of salt into the lake and with a piece of wood from the trees, he made waves from the blow that created water ripples in the lake. "Take water from this lake and drink," ordered the wise grandfather. When the young man finished taking water from the lake, the wise grandpa asked again, "How does it feel?"

"Fresh and comfortable in my throat," replied the young man. "Do you feel the salt in the water?", Asked Grandpa wisely again. "No," replied the young man.

With his affection and wisdom, the wise grandfather tapped him on the back, and then invited him to sit face to face, kneeling beside the lake. "Young man !, Look, bitter life is like a handful of salt, no more and no less.The amount and taste of bitterness are the same and it will always remain the same."

"But the bitterness we feel will depend on the container we have in. The bitterness will be based on the feeling in which we put things down.This will depend on our heart, so when you feel bitterness and failure in life, there is only one thing that can You do, let your chest receive everything. Blood your heart to hold any bitterness."

The wise grandfather advised, "Your heart, is that container. Your feelings are the place. Kalbumu, is where you hold everything. So do not make your heart like a glass. Create a lake that can dampen any bitterness and turn it into freshness and happiness."

Finally, having received advice from a wise grandfather, the youths realized the reality of life filled with winding roads.

The two then went home. They both learned that day, learned to interpret the life we ​​had then and sometimes under the wheel like a train.

Everyone must be declining in life, but setbacks should not be an obstacle and the judgment will not be able to achieve what we expect and should become a decline to become a whip of spirit to regain beyond our expectations. , crying in your heart thus: Wake up! Get up! What do you keep dreaming about?