One foot on the ground

I never did get this post out when i planned . In the midst of almost a week of intravenous antibiotics, thoughts of blogging just fell by the wayside.

But it's certainly eyeopening loosing the use of one foot for some time. I thought alot about what it would mean if i only had one foot left, and as strange as it sounds i didn't think i would miss it much, at least not as much as other things. Friendship, fellowship, love and caring people are worth so much more in life than a foot or arm or some other body part.

They say we don't take any of it with us when we die, and we all think it's referring to money, wealth, houses and land. An though it does refer to that, it also means we won't be taking our body parts either. So what if we loose one or more body parts, that doesn't change who we are. Have you thought about that? Does what you do (or are capable of) define who you are? And if you can no longer do what you do, does it change who you are?

Imagine if we could define ourselves by something other than by what we do. Then we wouldn't be swayed if we loose our capibility in an area of life. If we realize who we are outside of what we do, we can stand with both feet planted firmly on the ground, even when we don't have any feet.