beckoning
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
I'm Ready for the Country.
Every now and then you have one of those days where you are so ready to move to the country and stop dreaming. Today is one of those days for me. I've been dreaming for the last 4 years. I've been saying one day. And today, as we have our like third month of gray skies, I sit here and go "God, I'm ready. I'm really ready to move and get these dreams sent into motion." I so look forward to working the land, the animals, seeing thousands of stars at night, the smell of the country, the lack of traffic noise. My heart is heavy with longing. I know one day soon it shall be, but today is just one of those days that I wish one day was today.
Because a Life is Valuable
Is it a passion for life? Is it simply caring? Has it been
lost? Or has it become blind?
Sunday afternoon, my mother and I were driving out to a
local market, when I noticed a young guy standing on the edge of the over pass
above us. It instantly stilled my breath. That stretch of highway has no
shoulder, it is simply a four lane high way separated in the middle by a
barrier and the side of the bridge on either side. We immediately pulled over
and I called 911.
After speaking with the operator she told us we could drive
on. But it didn’t seem right. So we waited for the cops to arrive. We prayed
for his safety and peace of mind. Every now and then he would swing his arms
out in front of himself, then drop them and wipe his face. We watched At least
100 cars pass this young man, and not one stopped. How many passed prior to our
stopping and calling for help?
You might say, maybe he was out for a stroll or you were
responding off of an adrenaline rush. Yes, we sure had adrenaline coursing
through our bodies, but nobody would just stand out there, up on the very edge
of the wall, in 28 degree weather with wind gusting up to 30 miles per
hour.
So, there we were sitting in the car, waiting and waiting for
the cops to arrive. We wanted to help somehow, but we weren’t sure about
walking out to him. Holding our breath every time he swung his arms out in front
of him, finally, a cop arrived. He walked out to talk to the young man, but
they didn’t move. Then another cop arrived, one standing on either side. After
a few moments more, the man stepped down from the top of the wall and they walked
to the side of the bridge.
Finally, we could breath again… sort of. The adrenaline was so high, we
started shaking, ya know that limp my legs wont work feeling.
We sat on the side of the road for a total of 15 minutes
from the time we first saw him till they walked off the bridge. No one else
stopped. While I was on the phone with emergency personal, no one else had
called the gentleman in. Has our world really become so blind? Or perhaps numb?
The human life is still far more important than what is for dinner, or getting
to a friends house, or what’s on tv. We have to be there for each other, we
need to care. My hope is this
young man is getting help for whatever is going on.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
My Valentine
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