Day 43 - 7/30/10

Sometimes I wonder how I get through my days seamlessly without any real concrete sense of direction. I have my routine and all but who is say that I'm going in the right direction? I guess my answer to that is faith...which leads me into this picture. This is the O.K. Allen Bridge.  Seventy years does plenty of wear and tear to anything, and as a bridge that has recently failed the bridge test on three various occasions, I'm glad to see that it will be renovated. But what does this have to do with anything? I see this bridge as an act of faith on my part. I cross this bridge everyday going back and forth to work and if you ask anyone about this bridge most are immediate to criticize and even more reluctant to cross. It has received a bad wrap and I can understand why but yet, I still continue to cross. It's not like I'm foolish or a daredevil but it's my faith that gives me the confidence to cross...that and continual maintenance checks. Although this might be a loose tie as an example of faith it leads me to what I feel faith is. Faith is understanding something might not be perfect, but sticking with it. Faith is being willing to take that first step and not knowing whether the ground will be beneath to support you. In order to make a change in the world, you must be willing to accept and appreciate it as it is currently. The movie Book of Eli coveted the Bible verse "Walk by faith, not by sight." As far as my own life, I know there are plenty of things that have happened to me that I don't understand...and I'm probably not supposed to. But I have faith, faith that God and his wondrous grace are leading in the right direction. So far, it hasn't failed me yet.

Oh, one more story before I'm done for today. We got a new admit into therapy. Little Mrs. Lottie Williams is 103 years old. It is pretty incredible. She is the first Centenarian I've ever met. And what is even more amazing is that she is very self-proficient. It wasn't injury that brought her to therapy but sickness. She was living by herself and the whole nine yards. All she needed was minimal assistance. When my dad asked her what her secret to longevity was she replied "daily exercise." The dedication to pursue that everyday of her life not knowing if the next day will be her last, now if that isn't a sign of faith, I don't know what is.

-R.D.