When I was a child, my mother would occasionally buy us a dozen confectionery sugar-coated doughnuts in a blue box from Reynolds’ Doughnuts. On the side there was a picture and a poem. The picture showed a tree with two men sitting under it, one on each side. The man on the left is contemplating a fat doughnut with a small hole. The man on the right is contemplating a skinny doughnut with a large hole. The poem read, “As you ramble on through life, brother, whatever be your goal, keep your eye upon the doughnut, and not upon the hole.”
Nothing reflects abundance more concretely than a doughnut, rich in fat and sugar and calories, if somewhat lacking in nutritional value. But it is the picture these words paint, that remind us that we have abundance if we choose to see it.
As you count your blessings this Thanksgiving Day, think about the shape of your doughnut.
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