For me, this week is all about being thankful to God for life because it can be so short. A friend sent me a his story about a girl, Katie Kirkpatrick, who got married despite being so very sick with cancer. She died five days after her wedding, at the age of 21. Here is a link to the forward…it is hard to read the captions and see the pictures without getting choked up.
To see their love and her joy on her wedding day despite the difficulty of their journey is truly priceless. They could have decided that since her prognosis wasn’t good, it wasn’t worth her using all her strength to have a wedding, that she should not overexert herself like she did.
It makes me think of all the times where I have let something minor affect my enjoyment of something. For example, I was hosting a party last week and I let the fact that I couldn’t find the particular music that I wanted eclipse all the preparation and hard work I had already put into the whole thing. In the end it all worked out, but my tantrum and frustration with what was truly only a small part of the whole event was just unreasonable.
Here is a woman who could have let her illness take over, she could have used it as an excuse to do nothing. Instead she squeezed the joy out of every last moment; she found reason to celebrate, to be happy. If she can do that, despite her pain, surely we can come through the negative events in our lives and look for the good in it. And I don’t even want to think of how difficult this whole thing was for her family and her husband, watching your loved one dying and in pain yet having to put on a happy face for her sake.
I’m inspired by the story, and so thankful that my health has been preserved through no effort of my own. How can I not be more proactive in preserving my health? How can I not appreciate life? How can I not be thankful?
Edited to add:
I can’t believe I forgot to add another reason to be grateful for our lives: the plane that vanished into the Atlantic this week. How many of us have been on flights that are full of turbulence, on planes that we look out the window and see the parts of the wing fluttering like paper in the wind? Am I the only one who fears for her her life when she’s thousands of kilometres above the ground? Yet God has ensured the safety of plane, directed the pilots and protected us, flight after flight. I am sorry that so many lost their lives, and pray they rest in perfect peace. But I am so thankful for those of us who will fly around this world, time and time again, and arrive in one piece. It is a gift.
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