While walking through a department store entertaining thoughts of hosting my own pity party, I viewed a stark sight. I viewed a relatively young man trembling in a wheelchair struggling to guide himself. His obvious presence, as other customers quickly passed him by, suddenly interrupted my “introspective” thoughts.
Seeing him alone as he struggled unsuccessfully to push himself down the long aisle, I walked over and asked if I could help him. I saw his intense struggle to even answer me only making unintelligible sounds, barely indicating no need for help. Minutes later I spied a patient, older lady, perhaps a family member, at his side assisting him.
In seeing that man, I thanked God for my ability to be able to even drive to a store and freely walk its aisles. I disengaged, at least for that moment, from my self-pity.
Even before Elaine’s accident, I became somewhat sad in seeing physically challenged people in public places. Now having personally witnessed, firsthand, my disabled sister’s challenges, I can easily ‘tear up’ viewing handicapped people in public. I not only hurt for the person but also for the family behind the chair.
The next time you see a disabled person in public, thank God for His personal life blessings; then please pray for the person as well as the family represented by that wheelchair.