Rejoicing as we concentrate on all we have left

While walking along a busy street one day, I heard someone singing. His sweet voice was distinguishable even above the noise of the traffic. When I located him, I noticed that he had no legs and was pushing himself through the crowd in a wheelchair. Catching up with him, I said, “I want you to know, friend, that to hear singing from a person in your condition gives everyone else a lift."He answered with a grateful smile, “When I thought about what I had lost and began concentrating on all I had left, I found much for which I could rejoice.” ( Encyclopedia of Illustrations #13176).