My last post to my blog was full of anger. I was shocked to read it again, boy when I get angry I really do have quite a temper. Today is Friday the 13th an ordinary day with a slightly unusual date. I finished Christmas shopping today with the exception of my hubby when I will get his done I do not know. So a quiet day, and suddenly there on the Facebook feed another school shooting, again in Colorado. This has happened so often now that it almost seems routine. All the normal afternoon talk shows are not interrupted, we hardly look up. It is hard to know what to think anymore. I lost my aunt a few days ago to a house fire of all things. I never in my wildest dreams, imagined a house fire would take away anybody I knew and loved. I know they happen, but it was always someone else, somewhere else. This world is a scary place. In my normal day to day I look forward to the next day, the next event, the next thing, grand-kids, marriages, happily ever after. When stuff like school shootings or house fires happen that take away loved ones I wonder to myself "God, are we done? Would you send Jesus down? Make this all disappear.
Madela, was he a good saintly guy or a reformed bad guy? The media which a rarely believe these days would have you believe he was a Saint. Frankly from what little I do know I think he was a decent leader, not perfect. If he was a bad guy resulting in his imprisonment he would have been entitled to become a really bitter old man after prison what made him admirable is he didn't he became a leader, and fought for change in his country. An inspiration really, how does one become an inspiring leader of change? So when Mararet Thatcher passed away earlier this year another person who changed their country forever we did not send one single delegate to our most loyal ally. We didn't even blink, no hour long specials on what she did and why. No movies about her role in world events with world leaders, nothing really. Her memorial if you call it that was played out on Facebook. I remember her from my time in England, I admired her. Nelson Mandela on the other hand was old and sick we knew he was going to die. He was an inspirational leader and deserving of the spectacle that was his memorial service. All the delegates and ex-presidents who attended. Our current president made another speech and took a selfie. There is a movie based on Nelson Madela's book to be released on Christmas Day. Why do we make a huge deal and spectacle of some leaders and not of others. Both leaders broke barriers, both did amazing things, why one is celebrated and one not is strange to me.
Over the past week I have had a horrible cold. I was not able to work out, way to exhausted, it was hard being sick. I am not completely over it yet so while I had great plans to restart my workout program I think I will start on a Monday fresh as a daisy. I have a ailment, I can't really call it a disease, it is a chronic condition that affects so many systems of my body. It is called PCOS or Poly-cystic Ovarian Syndrome, basically I have cysts on my ovaries, it can cause , excess weight gain, excess hair or sometimes hair loss, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, diabetes, insulin resistance, sometimes infertility, at the least trouble conceiving, acne, depression there is more. It is a very difficult condition and widely misunderstood, usually when we see a woman with bad skin who is overweight we make assumptions about her, she has no will power, she is lazy, she is unclean. The problem is she may suffer from this condition. While most people can simply work out harder and cut back a woman with PCOS has extreme difficulty. We just can't lose the excess weight as easily. There is usually a lot more going on then just eating out more often then we should. If all the things that PCOS causes were as easy to control as just cutting back on soda and french fries. I have had PCOS my entire life and it is hereditary. I was simply unlucky. There was a woman on my side of the family who had it, and I was unlucky enough to pull that card. My boys are a blessing and my daughter a joy. The reason I am explaining this is so people will be a little kinder and more understanding. I have a friend with this condition, and she can run circles around the cute skinny girls at the gym, she can work out for hours and remains the same. Doctors who are supposed to help belittle and ignore her pleas for help. It is a shame and doctors are of little help at all. I have a lot of the same issues and it is very hard.
This is what is on my heart today. Go out, be encouraging, smile and remember the reasons for the season. For me it is Jesus, whatever your reasons are, celebrate the joy and try to make your piece of the world a better place.
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