Odd

I started the day by watching the local news. It’s been raining a lot lately, and today was going to be busy with all of the church services, so I wanted to see what the rain would be doing for the sake of convenience. There was an interview on the news with a guy who was speaking about this being “trauma awareness week”. I had no idea, but then again, who did? This guy was talking about the various ways in which trauma victims should cope with the things that they have gone through. Quite honestly, it all seemed a bit simplistic to me, but he was trying to be a helpful expert, so more power to him.

In my morning message I gave a sermon illustration that involved talking about the amount of metal in my body (no worries, I’ll not be preaching in this post). I clearly got the impression that the illustration made perfect sense to everyone and that the purpose of the illustration was served well, but also that there wasn’t a whole lot of relating to it in a personal way regarding individual experience. This seemed like such a contrast to the guy on the news who spent his time trying to convince the viewers that he knows exactly what we are going through and how to help us with it.

My point? I’m not really certain if anyone, whether an expert on TV or a member of the congregation, can know exactly what I’m going through in my heart and mind. My experiences and feelings may be similar to those of others, but they are essentially unique to me. Consequently, I feel a great deal of freedom in battling the aftereffects of my accident with a sense of personal liberty and potential. Moving forward…