Early on a Friday morning I usually spend time tucked away in the Play Land of our local McDonald's. At 6:00 in the morning there are rarely any children present, and I enjoy a hot cup of coffee, my Kindle, and my iPhone. It is during these enriching times of reading, thought, and medication that some reflection is gained.
One Friday in particular, a family entered unexpectedly early. Soon there were three small children in the Play Land elevated just above me playing and doing what children do. As they played, I struggled to clear my chest as I battled with a chest cold persisting for several weeks. As I coughed, a huge chunk of phlegm broke loose. Pulling a napkin from my tray I attempted to discreetly spit the entire contents into my napkin. With that, I folded the napkin and placed it on the tray reaching for my coffee.
Just then a small five year old voice erupted from above me, "Why did you do that?" Looking up I saw a young little girl who stood peering inquisitively. My reply, "Well, I have a cold." Without hesitation she blurted, "Oh, well, when I have a cold my boogers come out of my nose!" And, then without a thought she and her friends turned to play.
Chuckling, I thought of events of the past few weeks and the issues arising between people. From my viewpoint, most the issues emanated from what appeared trivial stuff; yet, the seemingly unimportant generated hardened positions of opinion. As I thought through each stressful episode's conclusion, a glimmer of light shone through into my thinking.
I thought many opinions people argue about are just that. And, really, at the end of the day, doesn't a lot of such stuff just boil down to opinions, perspectives, and boogers; especially boogers.