Monday, February 25, 2013
Beautiful Moon & An Elevator
I think the moon is always beautiful. It seems to be most lovely on dreamy, Southern summer nights, but tonight it is even prettier than that, the type of moon you wish someone would lasso for you.
For about half an hour, it was absolutely huge! It seemed so, so close to us, and even though it isn't quite as big now that it's later in the evening, it is still unique because it is so clear and bright and clouds a shade of midnight blue surround it.
The moon isn't the only thing that is unique about this day...
Today was a little bit different from the days we have had lately as far as the weather goes- we have had these incredibly strong gusts of wind all day! I mean strong! Strong enough to somehow cause the power to go out. While out and about today, I was walking through a breezeway (which is a good name for it, haha), and the winds were so strong against me that I could barely walk. All day, it has felt like the wind was going to pick me up and whisk me away!
...Although it doesn't have much to do with the moon or the weather, today I had an experience that was a reminder of being thankful I thought I would share also. Most days, I don't really talk to too many people. It isn't something I consciously do at all. I love people, and even though I am shy, I always want to be friendly. Even if it's just saying hello to someone I pass in the grocery store. But most days I don't actually have a conversation- even a short one- with anyone but my family and maybe a few people in my art class when I'm there just because I don't get the chance...
but today I had a conversation with someone in an elevator. I find something so wonderful about conversations like that with people you come across randomly throughout the day, but this wasn't just an ordinary conversation. I was actually on my way home for the day, and I had to ride the elevator down. I pushed the button to go down, and when the elevator doors opened for me to get in I noticed a boy about my age inside. He was in a wheelchair. He said hi to me and I said hi back, and he asked me what floor I was going to. I told him, and then he started talking about how much he didn't like elevators and that started a little conversation. I replied that I really don't like getting on elevators either. Then he replied, sort of laughingly, "Welcome to my world." And at the time, I laughed with him, just as the elevator doors opened to my floor and I walked away and told him to have a good rest of the day. ... Even though our talk in the elevator was so brief, it was nice. He was very polite and friendly and when I got to thinking about what he said, it left an impression on me. I was sharing how I was sort of afraid of elevators too, yet I have the option to take the stairs. He felt like I did, but he didn't have a choice. He will never get to take the stairs.
Maybe I'm just one of those people that is effected or moved easily by what others would not read into, but it was a reminder of how thankful I should be to having working legs.
At times when I start to take the simple gifts in life for granted, I am always thankful for reminders like this boy gave me.
I am thankful for the legs God gave me, a blessed day, and the gift of being able to look outside and see that beautiful moon!
Have a wonderful evening!!