Topic: First World Problem Date: 04/22/2014
Bob was reading a newspaper in the living room, while his wife, Joyce, was cooking their dinner. It was a weekend, Saturday evening. Bob liked to spend his weekend days with his family. Suddenly, his cell phone rang. The caller was Mrs. Wilson, Laura’s supervisor. Laura was the only daughter of the family, a young lady of twenty-one years old, who worked as a Sales officer at a big store in Richmond.
Mrs. Wilson told Bob that Laura was sick; she had been attended to by the company’s doctor, and some medications had been prescribed for her. So she needed a ride home to relax for some days.
Bob thanked the supervisor, promised her to be at the store as soon as possible; and quickly switched off the phone. He went straight to the kitchen, and informed his wife about Laura’s condition. The woman offered to accompany her husband, but the man declined. He urged her to continue what she was doing.
“I’ll be back soon,” he announced to his wife as he was driving out of their garage.
“It’s alright, take care,” Joyce went back to the kitchen to finish up the food.
Few minutes later, Bob and his daughter came into the house. Laura went straight to her room, and lay down on the bed. Her mother came to check how she was doing. She gave her mother a prescription paper where the company’s doctor wrote the medications she needed. Some of them must be taken that evening before going to bed.
Joyce handed over the paper to her husband. “Bob, please, can you get these medications for Laura from the pharmacy shop down the road?” Bob was pleased to do anything for his only daughter. He took up the car’s keys and went out. Few minutes later he came back into the house with a sad look.
“So quick, where are they?” Joyce asked, but quickly cautioned herself when she looked at Bob’s face, “What’s wrong? Why are you looking like that?”
Bob replied, “What? I have not gone yet, the car won’t start. Can you imagine, the car that I drove in just few minutes ago refused to start? I checked the gas, and any other possible mechanical malfunctions; it seemed all were in order. I can’t explain what must have gone wrong with the car. I made some calls to my mechanics for help; two of them were not available. I also called my friend, Jerry, possibly to give me a ride to the pharmacy shop; he was out of the town. I don’t know what to do next.” Bob sat down on his favorite chair looking frustrated.
Bob was a big man, and overweight. His doctor, Dr. Morris, had warned him of dangers of being overweight. Bob was afraid of being a victim of any of those mentioned dangers, especially heart attack. He tried to follow Dr. Morris’ counsels, but failed, because he was not serious with them.
Joyce looked at her husband, “Oh, I’m so sorry. This is very disheartening.” Then she made a suggestion, “Bob, why can’t you take a stroll to the shop, and get these medications before they close for the day?”
“Are you kidding? That shop is about 1 mile distance from here. That’s 2 miles walking distance altogether. Joyce, I’m sorry, I can’t do that; it’s suicidal!” Bob said, and sank deeper into his chair.
Joyce sat beside her husband, and spoke softly, “You know, if you take this walk, it might be as a physical exercise for you. Considering the counsels of Dr. Morris, I think this will be helpful. Besides, the Bible supports it, ‘For bodily exercise profiteth little ….’(1 Timothy 4: 8 KJV). That little profit is very important, Bob.”
She paused, when there was no any resistance; then she continued, “Walking a long distance is a First World Problem; we are used to driving cars even just to cover a distance of few meters. Just think about it, I don’t think an occasional stroll will hurt.”
Bob agreed with his wife, and decided to take the stroll. Within 1 hour and 15 minutes, he showed up with the medications in his hands. After that night, he decided to be taking an early morning stroll as a physical exercise. Within six months Bob had lost considerable pounds, and he looked healthy.
Bob was grateful to God for helping him to heed those given counsels.
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