Sunday Morning - “It’s not just about you”
Good morning & I hope this finds all of those in your circle of love healthy & happy :-)
My sister Tami told me that her Pastor once asked her “Why do you think this is all about you?” I knew what he meant. I have shared my sister Tami’s story with a lot of people over the past 7 years. After awhile I knew two things, one; Tami’s story affected a lot of people and two; she did not know a lot of them. But, all those that knew of her fight, were affected and hopefully moved to fight their fight a little harder and celebrate what they had and appreciate their blessings a little more. Tami did all that. It is not just about you. Ever.
I have been battling a bad lower back for over a year and a bad knee as well for the past 3 three months. My back has just about healed, but the knee has been a bigger challenge mentally and physically. I am still able to do what I need to do, but I get impatient when I can’t do something that I want to do. Especially, heal faster. Over the last three months I have had to decrease my activity level in the class that I teach and in my own workouts. This has been a huge challenge for me, and a fight with patience, I was never going to win. So now I move very little when I teach and shocker - my knee is getting better! During that time, I’ve had many regulars attend my class who I would often ask the to be in the front row; demonstrating technique as well as being motivating leaders for the ones behind them. I grew to really appreciate and respect the ones in the front row. It’s a very tough class. Last Thursday morning a gal we’ll call “Alex” came into my class as she usually has for the past year or so. During that time she has been a constant reminder of what people can find within through working out hard, dedicating themselves, pushing through the pain, over coming fear, while developing flexibility, strength, posture and confidence. And I always notice the ones that stick around long enough to allow that to happen, within themselves. As Alex walked by me this past Thursday morning, I asked her for the very first time if she would be in front row. She smiled and said yes. I said “You know that is a compliment.” Again, she smiled and said yes. You could see the look in her eyes said it all. After class I walked up to her, gave her a hug and told her no one could ever take that moment away from her, that she should be proud and to know how proud I was of her. I asked if she ever would have thought a year ago that she would have been standing in the front row of my class today? She said no, and again smiled. She knew what that moment meant and so did I, and I was blessed enough to experience it all with her.
If I did not need some one in the front row, I would have never asked her to be…
peace & God blesstjd
