This past week, my eldest daughter and I checked into Glasgow’s Yorkhill children’s hospital for 5 days of pain treatment.
I brought a little sketchbook and my Sharpie markers to help pass the time, but the process helped me do much more than that.
I found myself looking for better views of our present circumstance. And eventually I saw beauty even in that grey place – not just out the windows, but through the people we were with.
When you choose to see differently, there really are better things to see. I couldn’t draw the efficient staff running around or the little heroes in pink casts and wheelchairs, but I could shift my position (and my attitude) to sketch the views from our ward.
If you are in a hard place, my wish is that these little windows give you some HOPE for a better view.
I encourage you to see differently today.