Wednesday, 24 August 2016

Strength in Weakness.

I had an interesting conversation yesterday. I was about to sit on a high stool and probably look a bit stiff getting my bottom up and on to it. A person watching me, said, "That was a real struggle for you." 

Smarting a bit from the thought that she saw me as old and past it I dropped down off the chair and very promptly and quickly jumped back up. I saw her looking. I then went on to explain that on my first attempt my ankle had twisted a bit under me, as this artificial ankle I have can sometimes do. I then went on to tell her that i had in fact been out on a very hard and hilly walk/ run. 

She smiled and made some comment about the limit of her exercise was running to catch a bus. She said she just could not see herself walking up the route I had taken that morning. 

It is so like those people who without ever having tried tell you that they have absolutely no talent for one thing or another. 

Did I feel pleased with myself that I had made my point?  To be honest I did not. There was probably a much better way that conversation could have gone and I might have encouraged her to go out and try a nice walk in the estate. It is after all right where she lives and easily accessible. She just might have enjoyed it and felt as i do so often full of the joys of success. 

There is a lovely and true story.

A 10-year-old boy decided to study judo despite the fact that he had lost his left arm in a devastating car accident.
The boy began lessons with an old Japanese judo master. 
He boy was doing well, so he couldn’t understand why, after three months of training the master had taught him only one move. 
“Sensei,”(Teacher in Japanese) the boy finally said, “Shouldn’t I be learning more moves?” “This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you’ll ever need to know,” the sensei replied.
Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept training. 
Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament. Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more difficult, but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one move to win the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in the finals.
This time, his opponent was bigger, stronger, and more experienced. For a while, the boy appeared to be overmatched. Concerned that the boy might get hurt, the referee called a time-out. 
He was about to stop the match when the sensei intervened. “No,” the sensei insisted, “Let him continue.” Soon after the match resumed, his opponent made a critical mistake: he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament.
He was the champion. 
On the way home, the boy and sensei reviewed every move in each and every match. Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on his mind.
“Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?”
“You won for two reasons,” the sensei answered. 
“First, you’ve almost mastered one of the most difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defence for that move is for your opponent to grab your left arm.”
The boy’s biggest weakness had become his biggest strength.

Sometimes we feel that we have certain weaknesses and we blame the circumstances or ourselves for it but we never know that our weaknesses can become our strengths one day.
Each of us is special and important, so never think you have any weakness, never think of pride or pain, just live your life to its fullest and extract the best out of it!”
And when given the opportunity to encourage do not use it to prove your own special qualities, rather seek way to enthuse and encourage. 
It only take one hand to slap somebody on the back and a few words to say well done. 

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