Don’t Just be an Observer of Life; Touch it!

Dear Reader:

Now I know why my body was calling for an R&R day yesterday…this head cold I have been nursing, turned into a full-blown sinus infection. The whole right side of my face was tender to the touch when I woke up yesterday morning. So I called Dr. Montoya and the staff graciously fit me into the schedule…I do say graciously because the waiting room was packed.

When I drove up and saw no parking spots I knew the place was jumping. Then as I walked to the front door I saw the sweetest thing. A wren had made a nest in the office Easter wreath on the door. There was a sign under it saying something like: “Be quiet and slowly open and close the door…bird nest in wreath.”


I stopped and thought to myself…‘You know you are going to the right doctor…when you see a message like this on their front door.’ A doctor who cares for all God’s creatures…not just the ones in human form that walk through the door. As I walked up the steps the mother bird flew off to a nearby bush…keeping a sharp eye on me until I went in.

Several other people in the waiting room apparently had the same “affliction” as myself…as we sounded like a chorus of “hoops and croups” waiting to be called back. The non-“croupers” all looked like they wished they had brought a face mask with them before coming in.

It was worth the wait. Dr. Montoya came in saying “I hear my “baby’s sick.” It caught me off-guard for a second since I have been keeping the grand-babies a lot lately and I said, “baby?” “Yes, you!” laughed Dr. Montoya.

“Oh I love being a “baby” after being a grandmother so much lately…Well, to tell you the truth “Baby sick…Baby feel bad…Baby needs to get over this fast before Tommy and Kaitlyn’s wedding in two and half weeks. “Baby says “HELP!” 

I left armed with a Z-Pak and a heavy-duty prescription cough medicine guaranteed to knock me out at night! Bless Dr. Montoya!!!! So my R&R Day was a productive one.

While waiting to be called back…I glanced through an old Family Circle magazine. There was a quote in it that I loved…it went: “Your time is less about the things you want to get done, and more about what you want to become.”

That’s exactly right, I thought to myself. “Our time on earthly life isn’t just about finishing projects that we think are important…but using time to keep working on becoming the person God intends for us to be.”

We are not put on this earth as an observer or narrator on life…we are here to participate fully and grow in God’s image. We are put here to keep up an exchange of giving and receiving to as many people as we have opportunities to serve.

We are not “People on the earth, but People of the earth.” There is a a world of  difference between the two prepositions!

Each of us is to “touch” others …just not observe them like a science experiment. We are part of the earth and it is part of us.

So until tomorrow…“We are the universe, expressing ourselves as humans, for a brief moment on earth.”

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

 

 

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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