The key to happiness

by Adrian & Ana Ruiz
Pastors of Templo Emanuel

Two men who were both very sick shared a room in the hospital. One of the men was allowed to sit upright for an hour every afternoon to clear the liquid in his lungs. His bed faced the only window in the hospital room. The other man had to be in bed on his back day and night.

The two men would talk for hours. They talked about their families, their past experiences, where they use to live and work. They also talked about where they would go on vacations. Every afternoon when the man next to the window was allowed to sit up, he would pass the time by describing everything he saw to his roommate.

He would tell his roommate the window faced a park with a beautiful pond where ducks and swans played in the water. While the children ran, flying their kites in the beautiful blue sky. Young couples in love would walk around the park’s flowers holding hands. Huge trees gave nice cool shade where old men gathered around to talk. And in the distance there was a beautiful city. According to the man sitting next to the window he described the view with such exquisite detail, while his roommate would close his eyes and imagine the marvelous scene.

While he imagined everything, he envied the man sitting next to the window and wondered why didn’t he get the bed next to the window. Days passed, soon weeks passed and one morning the man next to the window caught a terrible cough which didn’t allow him to talk. He was barely able to ask his roommate to call for help, but the roommate thought if the old man died then maybe they would move him to the bed next to the window so he could see the marvelous scene every day.

So he didn’t call for help, when the nurse came in to give the old man a bath she noticed he had passed away.

Just as soon as he could he asked the nurses to change him to the bed next to the window. Once the nurse left the room, with great difficulty he got up and looked out the window, finally he would see everything for himself.

And to his surprise, there was nothing! Only a concrete parking garage. The man asked the nurse what would have motivated his dead roommate to describe such a beautiful scene.

The nurse told him that old man was blind and he couldn’t even see the wall and she told him “maybe, he just wanted to lift up your spirits”.

The old man loved to make others happy, it was his priority no matter what the circumstances or no matter his situation. Because a worry split in half is still a worry, but with happiness, when it is shared it doubles.

“Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, it is not puffed up.” 1 Corinthians 13:4 (NKJV)

Your Pastors Adrian & Ana Ruiz wait for you at Igelsia El Camino 217 N. Main Street, Aberdeen, ID.

la Llava de la felicidad

Dos hombres, ambos muy enfermos, ocupaban la misma habitación de un hospital. A uno se le permitía sentarse en su cama cada tarde, durante una hora, para ayudarle a drenar el liquido de sus pulmones. Su cama daba a la única ventana de la habitación. El otro hombre tenia que estar todo el tiempo boca arriba. Los dos charlaban durante horas. Hablaban de sus familias, experiencias, donde habían vivido, trabajado y tomado vacaciones. Y cada tarde, cuando el hombre de la cama junto a la ventana podía sentarse, se pasaba el tiempo describiendo a su vecino todo lo que podía ver desde su ventana.

Le decía que la ventana daba a un parque con un precioso lago patos, cisnes jugaban en el agua, mientras los niños corrían, volando sus cometas. Los jóvenes enamorados paseaban de la mano entre las flores de todos colores. Grandes árboles daban sombra donde acianos conversaban alegremente. A la distancia una bella ciudad se levantaba hermosa. Según el hombre de la ventana describía la vista con detalle exquisito, mientras el otro cerraba los ojos e imaginaba la maravillosa escena.

Y mientras imaginaba todo, sentía envidia del hombre junto a la ventana y pensaba ¿Porque no le habría tocado ese lugar a el? Pasaron días y semanas, una mañana el hombre de la ventana se agravo, una tos que no le permitía ni hablar. A duras penas pidió ayuda a su compañero de cuarto, pero este pensaba que si su compañero moría podrían cambiarlo a el a la ventana y ver cada día la hermosa vista. Y no pidió  ayuda, cuando la enfermera entro para bañarlo el hombre había muerto.

Tan pronto como fue apropiado pidió que lo trasladaran a la cama al lado de la ventana. Cuando la enfermera salió de la habitación. Lentamente y con dificultad, el hombre se asomo por la ventana; por fin vería todo por el mismo. ¡Cual seria su sorpresa, ahí no había nada! Solo una obscura pared de concreto. El hombre pregunto a la enfermera que motivaría a su compañero muerto para describir cosas tan maravillosas.

La enfermera le dijo que aquel hombre era ciego y que no podía ver ni la pared, y le indico: “Quizás solo quería animarle a usted” Para aquel hombre el hacer feliz a los demás era su prioridad fuera cual fuera su propia situación. Porque una pena compartida el la mitad de la pena. Pero la felicidad cuando su comparte es doble.

El Amor es sufrido, es benigno; el amor no tiene envidia, el amor no es jactancioso, no se envanece. 1 Corintios 13:4

Los Pastores Adrián y Ana Ruiz te esperan en Iglesia El Camino 217 N. Main St. Aberdeen, ID.

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