Note: For those who do not watch "American Idol" the incident I am referring to happened about 3 weeks ago.
Tuesday afternoon, while pulling onto M33 just north of town, something broke loose from my exhaust system. Many years ago that instant gut-wrenching sound of a pipe dragging on the road would have made me cringe with anxiety. The anxiety, first and foremost, would have been rooted in the fear of how I was going to pay for it, and secondly, in the fact that I was going to have to crawl under the car and rip my knuckles to shreds. Since we were only a short distance from a local service station, my wife and I decided to drive there to see if they could fix it.
While waiting for the verdict from the garage, I started to speak with an individual that worked there. I have known him and his step father for many years. I even worked with his stepfather for a short time. I mentioned to him, after he asked how I was doing, that I recently had cancer surgery. Before I had an opportunity to bask in the sympathy, of which I had grown accustomed to receiving over the last few months, he informed me that his stepfather had to have his colon removed about two-years ago because of cancer. He went on to add: he, still to this day, has a colonoscopy bag attached to him.
I instantly felt ashamed.
Last night, during the last few minutes of American Idol, they showed a segment on a contestant. The young man mentioned that he was engaged while displaying a ring he had on a chain around his neck. They then showed this beautiful, young, dark-haired girl with her arms around him in a picture. He continued: Two months after they become engaged she was in a very bad car accident. The next scene was a hard-to-watch clip of him, and his girlfriend’s mother, helping this once radiant young woman who was now a shaking, wheelchair-dependent individual who could barely communicate. He then said, “We are still engaged because what kind of man would I be if I left her when she needs me the most?” They wheeled the girl into the room, so the judges could meet her. Steven Tyler was the first out of his seat. He walked over to the girl, and got down on his knees; he leaned in, and gently kissed her on the cheek.
Both of these incidents made me reflect on the saying I heard many years ago: “I was sad because I had no shoes, and then I met a man who had no feet.”
All of us take things for granted every single day of our lives. Sometimes we think we need things that have no value other than fulfilling our own selfish desires. It is not for me to scold or judge others. Everyone must look closely at the person in the mirror, and judge themselves. As for me – “I’m ashamed.”



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