From Sheldon Kopp – In “The Mysterious Stranger,” a short story by Mark Twain, two young boys are playing on a riverbank outside of town when Satan appears as a stranger/angel, and offers to grant them a wish. Downstream they see an old man, who has suffered long and hard, as everyone in the village knows. So, the boys point to him and tell the stranger their wish — to make the man completely happy.

Sometime later, the boys learn that the old man has completely lost his senses — he’s now a lunatic, a smiling “idiot.” Back on the riverbank, the stranger appears and the boys confront him angrily. “but,” responds the devilish angel, “I did grant your wish. How else could anyone be totally happy in this life?”

There is no uninterrupted happiness; there is no perfect peace. Ironically, whatever peace there might be comes from accepting the good and bad nature of who we are, as well as the luch and unlucky quality of our lives.

Having problems is part of living.