Wednesday, December 26, 2012
My Dad went with me in this morning's rain to my doctor's appointment. I had parked the car and was making my way up the curb with my cane, when a gentleman, probably about my own age, came out of the office door. Even though I had my head down watching where I placed my feet, I know my Dad was standing a pace away watching over me. Perhaps because he could see my difficulty and my Dad's concern, the gentleman offered to assist me. I thanked him but assured him I was OK. Just before he turned to get into his own car he said, "Well I always offer to help, because you never know if you'll end up like that yourself."
I know he meant no malice whatsoever, but in that split second I saw myself as he must have seen me. I've had that chance remark on my mind off and on all day. I'm sure he saw a woman with a cane bent in the rain and wind climbing up the sidewalk, perhaps struggling in his mind. And that is the irony of perspective!
As I walked into the doctor's office I was thinking he had no idea of the journey I've been on these three years! It was three years ago Dec 8th that I was struck with a mystery virus that crippled me, blinded me and tried to break my spirit with a host of weird symptoms. At one point I could not even turn over in bed. It's been a long slow ride but I am walking, regained my sight and am able to use both hands. They are telling me that in another year or two I may be back to my pre-virus state. My glass is not only half full, it is simply overflowing with God's grace and blessings. I may look like a turtle, but in my mind I am a very grateful, very happy gazelle. I'm not just walking - I'm dancing!
Yes indeed, my life has changed. When I was out sick I eventually lost my job. I had a moment of panic before I turned it over to God and waited to see what was in store for me. The Lord always provides and now I have so many things for which to be grateful. I have lots of time for my church activities, Family Promise and most of all to spend my days with my wonderful Dad. He lives next door and is a blessing in himself!
My glass is always half full and I can usually find humor in all but the most dire of situations. This gentleman's remark today made me smile. He had no way to know that what he saw was really a woman healing. He did me a favor in reminding me of what a glorious road I am traveling guided by God's loving hand.