Laughing Jesus by Robert Wilson Sr.
There’s a turkey to brine, bathrooms to clean, tables to set and lists to check. Thoughts like these consume us each November.
But have we lost the most important part of the Thanksgiving holiday? How sad it is that these get most of our attention. It’s understandable that planning for the day’s celebration is necessary, but please remember there’s so much to be thankful for.
If I ever craved a particular blogging award, it was the WordPress Family Award. I’m a proud WP user happy with and grateful for the opportunities of this blogging platform. I accept this award as an acknowledgement of one’s support of and contribution to the WP community! Thank you, Bobby Faye of Captive Dreams Windows, for nominating me!
American President Franklin D. Roosevelt (1882 – 1945) poses with his dog Fala and a young girl named Ruthie Bie (later Ruth Bautista) on the porch at Top Cottage, Hyde Park, New York, February 1941. Bie was the granddaughter of the property caretaker, and the photo is one of only two that show Roosevelt in his wheelchair. (Photo by Margaret Suckley/PhotoQuest/Getty Images)
Life sometimes don’t turn out as we plan. It begins uneventful enough, just as we think it should. No ripples. No bumps in the road. Smooth sailings all the way. Then on a dime, something happens to change the trajectory forever. Joni Eareckson-Tada dove into shallow water and broker her neck, leaving her a quadriplegic. At the height of his popularity, Franklin D. Roosevelt was stricken with polio. When Bethany Hamilton was fourteen, she took her surfboard to catch a few waves and was attacked by a shark, losing her arm.
When tragedy happens, our lives–and faith–can be rocked. How could a loving God let this happen? Why did this have to happen to me?
Definition: a state or condition permitting clear perception or understanding
Watching as the US hockey team beat the USSR’s team (Miracle on Ice) at the Lake Placid Olympics in 1980. I was focused.
Watching my firstborn pick up a leaf for the first time. He looked at it, turning it over and over, taking in all its splendor. I had never experienced anything as sacred. I was focused.
Having a doctor hold my hand and say, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Luftig, but you have a tumor on your brain about the size of my fist. Do you want a priest? Could I get the hospital chaplain for you?” Focused here, too.
Some call it Karma. Some say it’s Sowing and Reaping. Others say it’s getting your Just Desserts. Whatever you call it, it’s all the same: getting what you give out. The concept is a simple one: you give … you get. And you will get more abundantly than you give.
If you plant kernels of corn, you harvest a field of corn. Easy enough. But don’t lose sight of the power and magnitude of this law of nature. It goes beyond the farm.
If you speak kindness to people, kind words will find their way back to you. And if you speak harsh and judgmental words, you will be judged harshly.
I came across this picture while cruising through my social media this morning, and it stopped me cold. I don’t know who this picture belongs to, but they captured what I and many others have felt from dealing with a brain injury.
Don’t be afraid to talk to a person who has had brain trauma. We sometimes feel like we’re invisible. Some of our feelings may seem legitimate at the time, but that may be because we’ve had someone digging around in our head. Legitimate today might not be factual tomorrow. It takes time for everything to settle back to “normal”.