The seas were kinda violent one particular morning. The aircraft carrier we were on handled it fine. The much smaller destroyer that accompanied us was tossed up and down and I wondered how that would feel.
I don’t remember ever going without food, water or shelter. I have no memories of being homeless.
These words seem to be popular lately; “Same storm, different boats”
We may have all heard this many times,, but maybe not. There were two men, both seriously ill, who shared the same hospital room. One man got a bed next to the room’s only window. The man was also allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help him drain fluids from his lungs. The other man had to spend all his time lying flat on his back. The two roommates quickly bonded and started talking for hours on end. They talked about their lives, their job, children and wives. One day the man on the other side of the window, expressed how he envied the man near the window. From that day forth the man near the window started describing all the things he could see outside the window. The window overlooked a lovely park with a lake. Ducks played on the lake while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.The man on the other bed began to live for those one hour exchanges where he could hear and visualize the world outside the hospital room. The one hour of every day would broaden his world and he would feel enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. One fine afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could visualize it as the man by the window vividly described. Days and weeks passed by. One morning, a nurse arrived to examine the condition of the two patients. She found the lifeless body of the man by the window. The man had peacefully embraced his death in his sleep. The nurse sadly called the hospital attendants to take the body away. The other man grieved the death of his roommate. But, as time passed by he started missing the way his roommate described the view out of the window. In a hope to have a peek out of the window and the beautiful world outside, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse happily made the switch. As soon as he was comfortable in his new bed, the man slowly and painfully propped himself up to take his first look at the world outside. The nurse delightfully watched as the man attempted to sit on the bed. But as he strained to slowly turn to look out of the window beside him. He was stunned to see a blank wall. The agitated man asked the nurse what could have made his roommate lie about the view outside the window. “There is nothing to see from here. Where are all the wonderful things he saw? He described everything so vividly. Is this a new and recent wall? Why did he give me such vivid details that don’t exist?” He asked. The nurse shook her head and answered his questions, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you and make you happy. You see, your roommate was totally blind”.
Like most folks, I would imagine, there have been a few times that, it seemed to me, like my life may be coming to an end. But, not yet, still moving.
This quote just came to mind; “We say time flies but actually time stays, and we go. We enter the starting blocks of life not knowing the length of the race. Our life may be a sprint or a marathon. We are not told in advance. All we can decide is how we will run.”
It seems important to me to acknowledge, or try to, how many folks have helped me, all of my life.
One more thought; It seems like I have began to embrace whatever occurs and try to keep moving forward.
Ah, that’s about it for now.
Well, one more thought, and this quote from Erma Bombeck has become part of the foundation for my life; “When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me”
This quote helped create a foundation for everything in my life.
“When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me’ ” Erma Bombeck
A Prayer for the Game of Life
“DEAR GOD, help me be a good sport in the game of life. I don’t ask for an easy place in the lineup. Put me anywhere you need me. I only ask that I can give you 100% of everything I have. If all the hard drives seem to come my way, I thank you for the compliment. Help me to remember that you never send a player more trouble then he can handle with your help…
And help me, Lord, to accept the bad breaks as part of the game. May I always play on the square no matter what others do…Help me study…THE BOOK so I’ll know the rules…
Finally, God, if the natural turn of events goes against me and I am benched for sickness or old age, help me accept that as a part of the game, too. Keep me from whimpering that I was framed or that I got a raw deal. And when I finish the final inning, I ask for no laurels; all I want is to believe in my heart, I played as well as I could and that I didn’t let you down.