Once upon a time, there lived a frog who grew up in a well. Its only visible view was the circle of sky from the well's opening. Everyday, it looked at the clouds that drift past the circle of view. It was happy with the simplicity of what it had. But something stirred deep within the frog. Somehow it knew that there was more to just that circle of view. It longed to see more.

One fine day, it so happened that the frog managed to jump out of the well. It was filled with exuberance as it took in what everything outside the well had to offer. The greens of the field and trees, the gush of the river, the colours of the flowers, the smell of nature. The frog was overwhelmed with joy and excitement. And it began its adventure in this new found paradise.

As the frog hopped its way through the forest path, it began to see the remnants of trees chopped down, it began to witness the cruelty of small animals ensnared by traps laid down by hunters, it began to encounter the foul smell of the waters as dead fishes are washed up the banks. Tears began to flow down the face of the frog. It was utterly disappointed and upset with what was before its eyes.

In desperation, the frog hopped back to where it used to be. The well. Safe and simple. It wanted to escape from the darkness it had seen. But things have changed. The frog had forgotten the happiness and contentment of the simplicity of the well. It was stuck. Helpless. Miserable.

How often are we like the frog? Hurt, disappointed, discouraged. Yet, we know we cannot go back to the past. At this point of time, we have a choice to make. Are we going to let whatever we're facing make us or break us? We can choose to face up to it or choose to wallow in self-pity. God gave us all the right to choose. What will you choose?