Man in a Wheelchair

Yesterday as we were living in our relative's big Lincoln I glazed over at the red light in front of the hospital. There at the turning lane was a very young man, barefooted, poorly dressed, and he was waiting in a wheelchair for the light to turn. All that he owned was probably on the back of his chair and when the light turned green he quickly wheeled his chair out into the traffic.

This amazed me. Here was someone who could be helpless but he was making the best of a bad situation. Sometimes when I'm depressed I do good to walk from the couch to the kitchen. This man was just living day to day. He even sported a big smile on his face.

You know we won't leave this world with a thing. Ashes to ashes dust to dust. You can have all the coffins in the world with their little drawers to carry everything in but it will to turn to dusk.

I was taught alot by that man on that very day. I did a little less complaining about my situation and went home to enjoy nature. While I watched the butterflies, hummingbirds, lizards, and looked at the flowers I said a little prayer for the man in the wheelchair. Hoping he would continue to live one day at a time.