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Carrots, Eggs, & Coffee beans - a parable
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
 
 Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans… She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.
 
 In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ’ Tell me what you see’.
 
 ‘Carrots, eggs, and coffee,’ she replied…
 
 Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft.. the mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.
 
 Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, ‘What does it mean, mom?’
 
 Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.The ground coffee beans were unique, how ever. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.
 
 ‘Which are you?’ she asked her daughter. ‘When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?
 
 Think of this: Which am I? 

  • Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?  
  • Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? 
  • Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. 
 When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

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I think the true test of someone's character is the way they deal with adversity.
 
 
 

   
Who are you?

Someone sent me this in a mail, and I thought I would post it here - i think it's beautiful and needs to be read by everyone!

 

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

     Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

     In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

     Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see."

     "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.


    Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.

     Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"

     Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened The ground coffee beans were unique, however.  After they were in the boiling water, they had changed

the water.

     "Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

     Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

     Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?  Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

     Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.  When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an
egg or a coffee bean?

     May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

           May we all be COFFEE.



 
 
   
 

Coincidence?

I don't believe in coincidences, so I believe the busy life I lead as a youngster and a young adult was a sort of training for what lied ahead. (Could anyone really be trained for this?) All my children were born with complications or developed something shortly after birth. I never had a calm life like others led. My life was always an episode of ER or House, sometimes even Scrubs. My first biological child was born seemingly healthy until his first bout with bronchiolitis. Which was later diagnosed as chronic asthma after the first few hospitalizations. (OK, I can handle this, I told myself.) Eleven months after my oldest is born, I give birth to my second biological child. Before we are discharged, she turns blue three times. The last time, the nurse saw her and ACTUALLY believed me as they rushed her away with the urgency that comes with a code blue. She was born with meningitis. She didn't leave the hospital for another month. She was in critical condition and was even given her last rites. The doctor's didn't have much hope. (God has other plans for her. ) The little girl that would never be normal and would have vision and hearing loss and developmentsl delays, at least according to the doctors, was the most advanced of all my five biological children. She is a high honor roll student, a cheerleader, dancer and has dabbled in modeling. So, then came the third, he had reflux that miraculously was cured without meds or treatment. We did alot of praying and changed his bottles from regular bottles, to the evenflo and playtex with the disposable bags. He is an excellent baseball player, aspiring model, and a great student. And no trace of reflux. The fourth, born premature has asthma that is a bit scary at times. She is dangerprone. (Hello, Mr. Plastic Surgeon.) The last one was born completely healthy. No problems. Can you believe it!! As a matter of fact, he weighed 9lbs and 4 1/2 oz. But then after he turned a year, that's when I saw the changes. He was regressing and I knew there was something wrong. He started retreating into his own world and not even the whirlwind that was our lives permeated it.
So, here I am in the middle of nowhere with all these children, a full time job and a calendar full of appointments. It takes 25 minutes to get to town, if we don't get stuck behind a tractor full of manure. But that isn't enough, it gets better because my oldest son is diagnosed with ODD and my youngest with PDD-NOS. (OK, still I can do this. I am not a quitter.) That is how I encouraged myself to persevere and overcome all these trials. God will never give you more than you can bear.
The funny part is that I can see how everything in my life has tied together and led me to where I am today. From the early years where I first had to live in a hospital, to the horrible experience of restraining my child during spinal taps and even to praying fervently next to a tiny body fighting for life in the NICU. I see how it all served a purpose and has brought me to where I am today. I see it has all been a sort of training to encourage, edify and console others that are going through a storm. It was also a preparation for what is to come.
When I read through these autism blogs, I feel like I'm home. So many others with sleepless nights and tears in the darkness. Many trying to make sense of the situation inspite of unanswered questions and travels down unknown paths. Parents with endearing smiles for the world and their children, but carrying a heaviness in their hearts for them and their unknown futures. Remember, that you are strong and for that reason you were chosen. Chosen to give love, encouragement, and strength to a beautiful but fragile child. A child that others might eschew, that some might misconstrue, but that is capable and deserving of love. Coincidence? Coincidence doesn't live here.

 
 
 

   
Miracles Still Happen...

As promised, this is the second part to the post: How History Repeats Itself.  Remember, this is my life, my story...

The warm sun rays embraced him as he trudged along the sand.  He squinted as he looked up to admire the screeching sea gulls in the sky.  What a beautiful place to enjoy the awesome work of the Creator.  It was almost enough to make him forget his troubles.  Almost, but not quite.  The crystal clear water was warm and inviting.  He sighed as he thought about the painful decision that had to be made.  Selling the house was the solution that was evident, but there had to be another way.

As he pondered over the scenario , his cell phone brought him back to reality.  He looked at the melodious phone and saw his daughter's number.  He answered the phone and was greeted by her.  "Dad, where are you?" she asked.  Her voice had a hint of apprehension.  He quickly replied, "At the beach, why?"  He noticed her voice had an urgency as she directed him "Sit down, Daddy."  His mind started to race.  What?  Why would she tell him to find a place to sit?  "Daddy, the lawyer called and he spoke to their lawyer.  He told me to tell you what they agreed upon."  "OK, so they were still negotiating?" he thought to himself. "The lawyer agreed to settle for $12,500." she declared.  "What!"  he exclaimed. "What happened?  What did he say?  How?" he asked his daughter.  All these thoughts were racing through his mind.  "That's all he said", she stated equally confused and shocked.  "No", he thought.  "I don't need an explanation for this because I know Who to thank..."

 
 
   
 

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