Friday, September 7, 2012

My Left Leg - A Walk with Lymphedema

There is a song entitled Go Tell It On the Mountain!

Well that's where I am today. We were not given knowledge, wisdom or even experience to sit on it as if it were a secret. There is an action required! Sometimes we receive so much information that it becomes overwhelming, especially in this day of constant information sharing via internet, cell phone etc.

Today as I left home three things happens 1) soon as I left my apartment the maintenance staff were in the hall conversing in their language which was Spanish 2) As I departed the elevator there was a woman entering the build who went out of her way to speak to me...she was deaf and 3) As I opened my car door a person that I never make eye contact with but I see daily, looked me in my eyes as if I was an old friend and spoke to me. Although I spoke I felt uncomfortable why, I don't know.

So, what did I get out of this? So many people are bound by so many different things; illnesses, depression, disabilities, fear, insecurities as well as ignorance. However, some people are not bound at all. We perceive things to be as they are not. I was in a brief situation where I could not communicate for just about 5 minutes to 3 different people and it made an impression on me. Imagine how people feel that for whatever reason must live in a society where they have difficulty communicating on a daily bases (wow). I am not even sure what I am feeling and why but I know that God is telling me SOMETHING and I'm trying to hear him.

I cannot afford to get so caught up in myself or my condition that I do not hear the voice of the man beside me; whether the man is a stranger, a neighbor, a deaf person or God himself. I am all ears now. I want to hear what you have to say.

It's not an accident that while the opening line is go tell it on the mountain and throughout the post I speak of being able to listen. Telling and listening are opposites right?

I have to tell the story, the experiences and the information received. BUT there is a time for everything...a time to give and a time to receive, a time to listen and a time to speak.

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