I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
A few days ago my morning walk led me to examine a scar on my knee that mostly goes unnoticed.
I guess scars are on my mind.
They might as well be. They are everywhere else on my body.
I have them from bicycle wrecks, surgeries, parachute jumps, motorcycle collisions, horse incidents, cooking - and negligence (aka stupid.)
There is a big one on my head.
The Cutie gave me a haircut yesterday and it is even more noticeable.
It was, by my mundane standards, a noteworthy day.
One of my grandchildren was with me. He was only a couple of years old.
I was unloading some large round hay bales and, as I approached the trailer, I noticed that I hadn’t removed the load strap from the hay.
It was hot and I was going to be quick so I left Everett in the tractor cab with the a/c running.
Removing the strap took about 37 seconds.
But I didn’t want Everett in that cab alone for long. Kids sometimes forget to leave things alone.
I turned to hustle back into the cab and ran full on into the hay spear.
Split my head wide open..
It was a bloody mess.
It hurt like…well, it hurt.
It was that sudden nauseating pan.
I thought I was going to pass out.
To this day I don’t know how I kept from going unconscious.
As I fell to my knees and things got blurry I could only think about my grandson in that tractor cab by himself.
I also thought about how ticked The Cutie was going to be.
Whether it was intervention from the divine, concern for the kid or fear of his grandmother I don’t know but I rallied, found a greasy rag to stem the hemorrhage, and lifted the child out of the tractor cab.
He laughed at the whole thing.
All that to say that the scar reminds me that things happen.
Sometimes painful things happen.
When all is said and done what we have left is a scar, a memory or two, and a lesson learned.
And, if we listen closely enough, the echo of the laughter of a child!
You see, it never occurred to him that someone wouldn’t take care of him.
That’s the lesson from this ridiculous scar and ridiculous story.
“Humble yourself and see as a child sees then you will really see.” (Another of my tight paraphrases.)
No less a theologian than John Lennon said “In the end everything will be ok. If it isn’t ok it isn’t the end.”
As our Friend and I were taking a Saturday stroll I told him about my scar, my grandson, and my insight. He laughed the most freely outrageous laugh! Then he said…
“Did you get the hay unloaded?”