Taylor's father has lung cancer. Hopefully all of the slash and burn modern medicines are shrinking a very large tumor. In the midst of this, Joe (Taylor's dad) has a hip that is giving him fits. A year ago, we were living in angst just watching Taylor live with so much pain. Now, as Taylor is healing, it is he, Taylor, who is caring for his dad. Isn't it so interesting and amazing in life how ebb and flow keeps a constant cycle in motion in all of our lives? Sometimes we get to be the person serving others. Other days/hours/weeks, we are humbled into receiving the care and compassion of others. To the naked, untrained eye, it might appear that Taylor has been on the "taking" end of things for most of his life. But, when all of the silt settles----and when we are still and taking serious stock in what's what in our lives, it is clear that this sweet and innocent little guy has been giving to us all along. I so often forget to see with new eyes. The landscape is so amazing through a lens of pure love.
Sunday, April 7, 2013
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Marianne,
ReplyDeleteI've been praying and praying for you all. Healing. Strength. Comfort. Joy. Revelation.
You've always been my hero. But now you've been elevated to Super Hero status. According to James, that's as good as it gets. You're right up there with Spider Man.
(And you are definitely getting casseroled when I get back to town. Maybe even taken out for those drinks you mentioned.)
Your past two posts have really spoken to me and given me some much-needed perspective.
I especially appreciate this reminder:
"I believe that we each have to enter into our own personal resurrections on a daily--sometimes hourly basis if we are going to be the people we were meant to be. This is HARD work. And constant work..."
Those are words are inspired... and inspiring.
Thank you for sharing your story (stories) so transparently. It is redemptive.
With continued prayers, love, and admiration,
Kim