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WAKE UP CALL Mood: Sad and Thankful. I was in the chatroom this morning...suffering with very sore joints caused by the mild, damp winter here...and feeling very sorry for myself indeed! I was going on about how my yoga stretches keep me moving a little at least and my reiki treatments help curb the pain a bit. Then a friend of mine came into the room and announced that a brother in law she was close to died suddenly. She was feeling pretty bad. Then a lady came into the room and announced that she had just found out that her 16 y.o. is terminally ill. This will be his last Christmas. My heart broke for her and for my friend. Then I thought of another chatter in SFF who recently found out she was terminally ill too. Suddenly I felt stupid about my petty complaining. I decided to pass on my sympathies and leave the room and grit my teeth through the joint pain and just get done what needed to get done around the house. I am damn lucky to be able to still move...see...hear...taste...touch....breathe. That poem "Lord Forgive Me When I Whine" has to be one of the best! One never has to look far to see troubles greater than their own. I'm glad God gives me that wake up call once in awhile. I'm ready for my little Christmas on the prairies and I'm lucky to be alive and I'm thankful for good friends and my little family, distant as they are... and for my cozy home and enough to eat and drink and for the freedom to pray to my God for those who do not have those things and for those who must spend this special season fighting in trenches and killing other human beings and maybe being killed themselves. Oh Lord Forgive me when I whine...I have everything...the world is mine! A PEACEFUL CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND MAY YOUR NEW YEAR BRING YOU ONLY GOOD THINGS!!! PrairieSky 
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It sure is days like this we count our blessings, the ones we never usually even stop to think about. The other day on TV, I learned someone has invented a very light, warm sleeping bag for the homeless and I said to myself,"How lucky I am to have a roof over my head". Then I saw the "Restos du Coeur", created by Coluche expect to serve even more people than last year. And I said to myself "How lucky I am to have food on my table". Then I went downtown to our new Mediatheque and saw the ramps for wheelchairs and the books in big print or in Braille and said to myself,"How lucky I am to still be able to walk and read". Ordinary things, everyday things we take for granted.
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Don't worry if your hair is just not right. Think of the person who has been taking chemo and has no hair! Don't worry if your car breaks down and you have to walk. Think of the person who has lost their legs and would be happy to take that walk for you! I could go on and on but everyone who reads your blog will get the point. Lady, we have all done as you have so please do not feel bad about it. I feel it is paramount that we keep ourselves in the right frame of mind to help others even if its only a smile. I treasure your on line friendship and pray to my Creator that we will meet face to face some day. May the warmth and compassion extended from Jesus Christ fill you with a wonderful Christmas. . The beginning of life, conception..
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12/16/2006 5:37 pm |
PS It is good to be reminded sometimes of how good we have it. My aunt buried her son today on his 47th birthday .... a mother should not have to bury a child ... and reading all of the above, we know there are many similar stories out there. "I cried because I had no shoes, then I met a man who had no feet" I learned this as a child, have no idea who wrote it. God Bless.
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