Good Morning, Fragile Bodies. I have a number of friends going through tough medical situations these days. My prayers go out to them. My brain starts to focus on all that can go wrong with us physically--broken bones, viruses, cancers, organs that stop working, etc.--and I can be filled with fear about this flawed process of being human. But I shift my gaze this morning to demonstrations of the strength of the human spirit I see in those physically-afflicted friends. The ability to accept the disease without letting it define us. The quiet strength in undergoing painful treatments, even without a guarantee that they will lead back to health. The absolute determination to carve ordinary daily life out of extreme circumstances. The perseverance of ones spirit and laughter, even after the death of the body. The courage to carry on after the irreplaceable loss of someone we love. I am reassured by the power of the human spirit and soul to soar above our physical shortcomings. This morning Ill be grateful for my physical situation, just as it is. And Ill be thankful for those who show me the path through pain and suffering, trudging with us along the road to happy destiny.
Posted on: Fri, 29 Aug 2014 12:50:21 +0000
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