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The Horse and the Donkey

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The Horse and The Donkey

 

The Horse and the Donkey From: My Opera.com

“Once upon a time . . . an old carter kept a horse and a donkey in the same stable. He was equally fond of both his animals, but as he used the horse to pull his trap, he gave it better food and more attention than he did the donkey. However, the donkey, knowing he was not so precious as his stablemate, ate straw instead of corn and hay, without complaining. Even when both animals carried sacks to market, the donkey’s was the heavier load, for the carter did not want to overwork his noble horse, though he had no such feelings about the donkey.
As time went by, the horse grew more handsome and robust, while the donkey became thin and weak. One day, on their way to market, the donkey was carrying his usual heavy load, while the horse had only two lightweight sacks tied to the saddle.
“I can’t go much further!” moaned the donkey. “I’m much weaker today! I can hardly stand and unless I can get rid of some of this weight, I won’t be able to go on. Couldn’t you take some of my load?”
When the horse heard this, he looked the donkey up and down in disdain, for he considered himself much superior, and said: “Our master gave you the heavy load, because he knows that donkeys are beasts of burden. Their loads ought to be heavier than those of noble horses!”
So the wretched donkey stumbled on. But after a short distance, he stopped again, bleary-eyed, his tongue hanging out.
“Please, please listen! If you don’t help me, I’ll never reach market alive.” But without even a glance, the horse haughtily replied: “Rubbish! Come on, you’ll manage this time too!” But this time, after a few tottering steps, the donkey dropped dead to the ground.
The donkey’s master, who had lingered to pick mushrooms, ran up when he saw the animal fall.
“Poor thing!” he said. “He served me well for so many years. His load must have been too heavy.” Then he turned to the horse: “Come here! You’ll have to carry your companion’s load too now!” And he hoisted the donkey’s sacks onto the horse’s back.
“I’d have done better to help the donkey when he was alive,” said the horse to himself. “A little more weight wouldn’t have done me any harm. Now, I’m frightened of collapsing myself under a double load!” But feeling sorry too late did nothing to lighten his load.”

The Horse and the Donkey From: My Opera.com

A Letter From Heaven

 

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A letter from heaven

To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say,
But first of all to let you know that I arrived okay.
I’m writing this from Heaven, where I dwell with God above,
Where there are no tears or sadness, there is just eternal Love.

Please do not be unhappy, just because I’m out of sight,
Remember that I’m with you, every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me, and said, ” I welcome you”.

“It’s good to have you back again.
You were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they’ll be here later on.
I need you here so badly as part of my big plan.
There’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man”.

Then God gave me a list of things he wished for me to do.
And foremost on that list of mine, is to watch and care for you.
I will be beside you, every day of the week and year,
And when you’re sad I’m standing there, to wipe away the tear.

And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth, and all those loving years,
Because you’re only human, there’s bound to be some tears.

One thing is for certain, though my life on Earth is over,
I am closer to you now than I ever was before.
And to my many friends, trust God knows what is best.
I am not far away from you, I’m just beyond the crest.

There are rocky roads ahead for you and many hills to climb,
Together we can do it, taking one day at a time.
It was my philosophy and please I’d like for you,
To give unto the world, so the world will give to you.

If you can help someone who’s in sorrow or in pain,
Then you can say to God at night, my day was not in vain.
And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile,
Knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

When you’re walking down the street and I am on your mind,
I’m walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind.
And when you feel a gentle breeze of wind upon your face,
That’s me giving you a great big hug, or just a s oft embrace.

When it’s time for you to go from that body to be free,
Remember you are not going, you are coming home to me.
I will always love you, from that place way up above,
I will be in touch again soon.
P.S. God sends his love.

From: Inspire 21. com. Unknown Author.

~ Unknown

Unforeseen Turn

 

 

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Unforeseen Turn
Turning an obstacle into invention
By Kate Kowsh

He knew his ribs were broken because he could taste iron from the blood in his mouth. After tumbling over the handle bars of his Suzuki GSXR1000 motorcycle, 25 year-old Jeremy McGhee’s body grated against the pavement, skidding to a ragged halt in the middle of a busy California intersection. For the first time in his life, he couldn’t feel or move his legs. He lay there, stunned by the hard landing, taking stock of his injuries. As Jeremy’s thoughts cleared, he began contemplating a question that had never occurred to him before—What would life be like without the use of his legs?

Jeremy had been an active young adrenaline junky who balked at the thought of sitting still. With this accident, his fate took an abrupt twist, and he would soon discover the  that he’d spend each day of the rest of his life writing his own answer to that grim question.

Sprawled across the hot afternoon asphalt road and bleeding internally, the thread of Jeremy’s life stretched almost to the point of snapping. Looking back, he considers it pure chance that a pair of on-duty paramedics were catching a quick lunch across the street. After watching the carnage unfold, they dropped their food and ran over to him.

Later at the hospital, when doctors huddled around to inform Jeremy of the extent and severity of his injuries, he already knew. Jeremy was trained in first aid and emergency response as a lifeguard, so he understood the nature of his injuries.

During the month-and-a-half that he spent recovering from the spinal cord injury that left him a paraplegic, Jeremy waded through the sledge of uncertainties that accompany the kind of news that chances were slim he’d ever walk again. While struggling to stay afloat in this emotional tidal wave, he found himself being called upon to make logistical, level-headed decisions about things he had never thought about before. For instance, he had to choose the best type of wheelchair for his active lifestyle and learn to file insurance claims correctly. In the meantime, a mountain of medical bills began piling up. But, even as he lay in his hospital bed, fighting the windfall of new challenges suddenly set in his path, Jeremy knew that he still had control over his life.

He found himself at a crossroads. He could accept his life as it was and move forward, or he could wallow in misery over what had happened to him. Jeremy didn’t allow himself to see the glass as half empty for long. Although he couldn’t control whether his legs would allow him to walk again, he knew he could control how he dealt with his current condition. Wheelchair or no wheelchair, Jeremy wasn’t one to lay down, even after he’d been knocked pretty hard. As he’d soon discover though, there’s no instruction manual for teaching people how to adjust when piecing a wheelchair into the equation of their lives.  Although he had friends and family around him to offer support, they knew as much about living with this type of disability as he did—nothing.

It was during the time he spent while in the hospital recuperating, that the wheels started turning for Jeremy.    As he attempted to reclaim his life, he began to see the need for an organization to help people get back on their feet, both figuratively and literally.

Enter Fight2walk, the non-profit organization that Jeremy founded to mentor those facing spinal cord injuries. Instead of looking at his injury as a burden, he chose to offer himself as a living example that, although life doesn’t always go as expected, it doesn’t mean you can’t continue to live. The day he was discharged from the hospital, using a car with specially adapted hand controls, Jeremy drove himself to the snow-covered Colorado Mountains to spend some time skiing and getting on with his life’s journey. In the six years since his accident, Jeremy hasn’t stopped pushing the limits of the human spirit.

These days, Jeremy mentors others facing spinal cord injuries, helping them combat the claustrophobia that he says is one of the toughest challenges of paralysis. They don’t call it ‘confined to a wheelchair’ for nothing. As part of his non-profit, Jeremy also raises funds to buy adapted sporting equipment like hand control bicycles and adapted ski chairs. Jeremy says that he’s trained himself to pull through the bad days by thinking about the incredible people he’s met on his journey— people who’s challenges far surpass his own.  This helps Jeremy feel thankful for all he does have.

Jeremy works as a seasonal ski instructor on California’s Mammoth Mountain, using a single ski and an adapted ski chair. He teaches others with disabilities how to overcome the claustrophobia of paralysis by getting outdoors. His  pursuits at pushing the limits were even featured in the ski video,  One: A Lucid Experience, which chronicled his gargantuan 70 foot ski jump.

As Jeremy later learned, spreading awareness that people can overcome great adversity isn’t only accomplished through monumental feats. In a enlightening ray of irony, the day after he successfully completed his epic ski jump, Jeremy rolled into a local bank to cash a paycheck, and a sweet old lady struggled to open the door for him. Jeremy grabbed the door and smiled at her show of kindness. He waved her in and said, “Nope, ladies first.” Jeremy realized the small gestures sometimes speak as loudly as the larger ones.

As his story continues, Jeremy humbly assumes his role as mentor and champion for a cause he never imagined himself a part of. He’ll always remain conscious of the fact that one unforeseen turn of events has brought him to an apex of human existence he could never have imagined—a place where he chooses to use his experiences—bad and good—to help others.

Story:  Unforeseen Turn, By: Kate kowsh