Plowing Through It…

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Dear Reader:

Honey sent me this picture of a pink tractor earlier last week….she saw it on the way home, slammed on brakes, turned around, and went back to the Johnson Family Farms corner lot outside town (Hendersonville) to take the photo. Definitely a God Wink.

There comes times in our lives when we have to make a decision whether to stop plowing or take a deep breath and plow right through the obstacles in our lives. It reminded me of the scripture verse (that I was sometimes confused by but think I understand better now) about plowing.

Luke 9:62: Jesus said, “Anyone who begins to plow a field but looks back is not prepared for God’s kingdom.” 

I vaguely remember watching my granddaddy plowing the fields to plant  cotton using just a plow and a mule. One day a thunderstorm came out of nowhere and I recall grandmother frantically yelling at “Charlie” to leave the plow and mule and get inside for safety….but he was halfway down a furrow and refused to stop until he had finished.  Grandmother just kept knitting furiously and repeating scripture (and probably a few other “choice” words) under her breath.

One interpretation of this scripture reading helped me understand this passage better.

*Looking back means trying to take the reins of our lives back into our own hands. It means looking to something else, or someone else, when Jesus Christ is meant to fill our whole horizon. “Looking back” leads  to us becoming people with split vision, followers with divided hearts.

“Looking back” is what I experienced prior to my “letting go” of my unexpected health situation and turning it over to God last week. Metaphorically it is the difference between night and day or outward turmoil and inner peace. We can’t look back and forward at the same time….we must choose which path we wish to follow.

If I spend all the time “looking back” trying to figure out how this turn of events, concerning my breast cancer  came to be, the furrows ahead of me will start turning crooked and subsequently, I will stumble and lose my way along my special path through life.

So…I am plowing ahead with life. Everything is on go to continue as usual….and one of those “things” (very important to me) is the Susan Komen Race for the Cure which will take place Saturday, October 15 on Daniel Island.

Tommy (our captain again this year) and I will have participated in this special event for the eighth time with the rest of the family following suit the year or so after. *Anyone who wants to join the team to walk , run, jump, do somersaults…whatever …come join us! * Registration to join the team (Legally Pink) is $5.00 off through midnight Labor Day…so the cost goes from 35 dollars to 30. Please let that be your donation if you are participating as a team member because just your company means so much to me.

And if that isn’t possible…once again I ask for your support, in the form of a  donation to go to cancer research funds (most of which is kept in the lowcountry area.) I am a prime example of someone whose life is being prolonged due to new medicines arriving on the market. And it is quite possible, that newer medicines will continue to play a vital role in extending my life, as well as countless others, while, also, improving the quality of our lives!

FullSizeRenderTeam members from 2015 Race for the Cure-“Legally Pink”

 *Here is a link where you can pull up information on donating to a team or individual member on the team….either way is perfect…it all goes into the final team summary. 

Dear Friends and Family,

I recently accepted the challenge to participate in the
Komen Lowcountry Race for the Cure® and raise funds in
support of Komen’s vision of a world without breast cancer.

I am writing to ask if you would consider making a tax-deductible
contribution in support of my personal fundraising goal. Your
contributions will help fund vital breast cancer screening, treatment,
education and research programs.

You can make an online donation to support me by clicking on the link
at the bottom of this message. Or if you prefer, you can send a
tax-deductible contribution to the address listed below.
No donation is too big or small. Thank you and I will be sure to keep
you posted on my fundraising progress.

Sincerely,

Becky

To donate online, please click here.

http://lowcountry.info-komen.org/site/TR/RacefortheCure/CHS_LowcountryAffiliate?px=13398752&pg=personal&fr_id=6459

To mail in a donation, please make checks payable to:
Susan G. Komen® Lowcountry
50 Folly Road Blvd. | Charleston, SC 29407
Phone: (843) 556-8011
Email: [email protected]

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So until tomorrow…The Race for the Cure gives me a way this year to physically give back to those who follow behind me….and since cancer is such an emotional disease…it feels good to walk and “kick butt” at the same time!

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

*I got a great dose of medicine when my boys dropped by yesterday…taking my mind off everything but playing and laughing!

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IMG_2918* Kaitlyn had an unexpected health problem develop yesterday that sent Tommy taking her to the ER. She was in a lot of abdominal pain and after several tests it was determined that she had a ruptured ovarian cyst. It is one of those situations that apparently you just have to let mother nature handle…but at least she was given something to make her more comfortable.  We love you Kaitlyn….hope you are feeling much better today!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to Plowing Through It…

  1. Gin-g Edwards says:

    Hope Kaitlyn is better…that is a painful thing. Love your analogy of plowing ahead…Mother always said . “you can’t stop in the middle of the road”. Prayers sent your way dear friend.

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