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My Journey with a Difference Maker

I have been reading a few interesting books.

The one I am reading now is Andy Andrews' " The Noticer". What a great book!! I have read the author a number of years ago, and this one cought my attention. Mainly, the book says that there is no such thing as a dead end. It only takes a little "perspective" to recognize the miracles in our moments, the seeds of greatness tucked into our struggles.

The book really makes one think. Here is what I have been thinking about.


Let's say in an imaginary world, you meet someone on the street. He is begging for a few money to pay for his bus fare. You give him $3 (which is nothing for you, really). What you don't know is that, this man is a part time student about to do his final exam, but he has been out of cash because all his money goes to paying for his education

Thanks to you, he finds a way to go to his campus and do his exam (which he passes by the way). The guy ends up being a teacher, a really good one. In one of his lessons, he inspires his students to follow their dreams no matter what.

Let's say that, among his students, one in particular is so passionate about medicine. Thanks to his teacher's inspiration, he decides to follow his dream no matter what. He struggles a lot, but he finally becomes a doctor.

One day, out of the blue, the doctor decides to find the cure for cancer. People around him joke about it, saying that people have tried so many times in vain, there is no way he could do it. But, our doctor, remembering his teacher's advice a long time ago, he decides to believe in his dream.

Twenty years later, he finally succeeds. It took him twenty years of sacrifice, but his discovery ends up saving billions of lives. He is a real difference maker.

Now I have a question for you.

Is he really THE difference maker? Or, maybe we can give the credit to his teacher who inspired him to follow his dream no matter what? Think about that one! Or: is REALLY the teacher who deserves the credit, or is it YOU, who gave "the future teacher" the money he needed to go pass his exam so that he could become a teacher? I am just wondering who deserves the credit.

You see, your $3 ended up finding the cure for cancer many years later.

Oh, I forgot. We were in an imaginary world.

Next time I do a little act of kindness, as little as it may seem, I will know that my act can possibly make a huge difference for the humanity, or not. Who knows. But I will choose to do it anyways.

May you join me in believing that?

Moral of the story? Do you want to be a difference maker? Just check in your poctet and see if there is $3.

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman.

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