The more I live,
the more I see,
the more I go through,
the more insight I get into my inner workings.
Couple nights ago I got an insight into a negative part.
For all intents and purposes, I am selfish.
I provide for my family,
I help out my friends,
I lend a helping hand, dollar, support.
Yet deep inside, there is a selfish part, it's ugly, and it needs to be changed.
The best way to explain it is this:
you and a co-worker are vying for a promotion, and you don't get it, and as you stand there clapping in the audience, smiling, saying all the right things, deep inside you are not hurt because you got passed over, you are jealous.
a loved one shares some serious health news, and as sad as you are, your thoughts go to that clock in their living room that you're always wanted, and for a split second you forget they are possibly dying, and you start scheming how you could get that clock left to you in their will.
This could be all of us, this could be just me, and as ugly as this truth is, once uncovered, I knew immediately I needed to change my ways.