Sweet Lisa Leonard sat on the bed in our hotel room one night at Blissdom. She was talking about her day and casually mentioned that she was fragile that day. She then started sharing some situations that were a bit more difficult because she was fragile.
FRAGILE. I love that word. I can't stop thinking about that word and how it relates to people, not just items. It describes so perfectly sometimes our state of mind and our hearts. Some days are bad, some days are good, some are sad, some are happy but some days we are just fragile.
I remember when we first found out that Blake would be born with Spina Bifida, I would close my eyes and picture a little blue-eyed boy with glasses, leg braces and arm crutches playing in our court with the neighborhood kids. For some reason that picture in my head comforted me. He got the blue eyes, but doesn't wear glasses and doesn't need braces or crutches at this time to walk and run. It's interesting I only imagined the physical attributes of a special needs child. Never did I close my eyes and picture the fragile state my heart and mind would be in. Maybe because at the time everyone was telling me that "God only gives people challenges that they can handle."
That night in our hotel room when Lisa said that she was feeling 'fragile' my instinct was to jump up and give her a tight hug but I had just met her, so instead, I sat and listened and was thankful in my heart for her teaching me a new, beautiful word.