........I
had no shoes
Read:
1 Corinthians 10:13
I
suffered through last summer with my arm in a sling because of a torn
rotator cuff. It was not pleasant, but I made it without moaning
about it too much. The worst part was not being able to mow the lawn
and having to hire it done (something I had never done) and not
feeling right about driving a car. It didn't seem fair that this
would happen to me. I had behaved rather well. I had a balanced
program of diet and exercise; no bad habits and was the absolute
picture of health and vitality. Let's just say this was no fun.
While
in this frame of mind, I was talking to a friend who has a daughter
with a really severe problem. She had one leg not growing as long as
the other. For months she had to wear an appliance to lengthen the
bones in the shorter leg, but it only does so with extreme pain for
the little girl (and those around who could hear her screams). I said
to my friend, at least I know my shoulder can be fixed. Thinking
about the little girl's problem made me feel much better about the
inconvenience I was experiencing (and the surgery did "fix it").
He said the same thing about his daughter's problem – at least it
can be fixed.
What
really set me straight was his description of their visits to the
Shriner Hospital in Chicago. His daughter was getting treatment there
and was going to be all right. As he watched other kids going through
therapy, who would not be all right and were struggling to accomplish
the most ordinary of activities, he was grateful they could not see
the tears streaming down his face. I think I have chosen not to
remember his description of what he saw because it is not something I
want to carry with me.
I
guess you could say .......................I met the man who had no
feet.
Jack
Van Becelaere
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