Driving home from meeting Dan for dinner tonight, I passed a trailer park on the south part of the city. All the trailers are crammed right beside each other, run down and rusty with no yards for the kids to safely play in. I always pass it and feel for the kiddos playing in their small spaces and the elderly sitting out on their tiny porches alone. Today I passed by and there was a middle-aged man, sitting in a wheelchair. Just sitting there. He was an amputee with a missing leg. He sat there in the sun right by the road that runs close to the trailers and was just watching traffic. He wasn't going anywhere. I could tell he was just sitting there enjoying the sunny day. I watched him in my rear view mirror as I passed him by. Ever since I was a little girl, when I'd see a person in a wheelchair, it's always pulled at my heartstrings. I don't want to pity them, I just wish for their life to be easier. It's times like these that I turn off the radio in my car, tears flow uncontrollably and I start to pray. I pray a lot in the car because it's free time without any interruptions. But seeing this man, I prayed for him...my own private prayer. I don't know what his life is like. I hope he has a wonderful family who stands by him and loves and supports him. I hope he enjoys life to the fullest.
I pray that I also become more humble and thankful for my blessings. It's so easy to complain until we see others in a MUCH more unfortunate position.
I AM BLESSED.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
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I'm a prayer too, Nicole, when things like this touch me. For those who are handicapped (or physically challenged in anyway) I pray that they know the Lord so one day they'll be "made whole". Hey, the kids know that if we see an ambulance or firetruck racing somewhere that it's time to pray. We pray that the person(s) will be okay and that if not that they will grow closer to God in their trial. Great read. You almost had me crying.
It is so true...it is easy to complain about our lives and our trials until we wee someone else in a more difficult position...I try not to take anything for granted, but being human, I still do...
beautiful post...I, too, almost started crying.
I spend the time in my car praying, thinking things thru, and planning. Its the best time for ME. I feel for the two men in town that are wheelchair bound who are wheeled out to the street and they watch as traffic pass. I think how said that they are sitting on the side lines and I am in the rat race. Many be he has it better than me so I shouldn't pitty them/him.
My Mom spent the last years of her life confined to a wheelchair. I remember a little girl in Woolco looking at her and saying, "poor lady" with such sadness. For me there was no sadness, I was just so grateful to still have a Mom. I really connect to this post girl. Thanks so much for sharing this moment.
I'm having a really hard time sitting here and not crying after reading this post. With your song playing in the background I, too, feel blessed to have what I have and be who I am. I know that we are BOTH blessed with friends so dear and caring. Love you, Nicole!
the prayer of a good person has a powerful effect Nicole.
Your posting is a wonderful reminder for me too.
I know exactly how you feel.
Hi Nicole! Second tiem i've been here and read this post. its such a good reminder. thanks for being a bit transparent and talking to use about it.
wow - sorry for all the spelling errors in that. i need to slow down. :-)
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