I hope I am able to express myself this morning to a recent experience I had and this song. I wish I was able to write and illustrate a picture through words where a person can feel and see as if they were there. But I'm not, so I will simply give it my best shot.
As many of you know, I try to workout 2 to 3 times each week to maintain my strength, energy and stamina. We often kid as if I workout like I'm waiting for some NFL team to call me. LOL I do work hard and I love doing it for several reasons. Listening to Southern Gospel music makes it even more enjoyable. For the most part, I go about my business of just working on my routines, sweating and grunting. But it is hard not to notice the patients who come in to rehab for various reasons. Some with what appears to be minor issues while there are others with real struggles. On occasion I get to offer an encouraging word and at other times someone will mention to me how they love seeing how hard I work and that means a lot to me. So in the past year, my rehab has gone to a full physical workout but in a big way it is also mental therapy. I admire, respect and love to see the progress all of these individuals make in their recovery from whatever brought them there. OK, enough of my rambling. Now for the story and my morning song.
This past Thursday morning, I was admiring the progress one individual had made over the past several months. I'm not sure of his condition. I don't know if it is medical or the result of some kind of accident. But I remember when he first came in. He was in a wheel chair and honestly, I didn't know how he could do any kind of rehab. But as time went by, he moved to walking with a walker and then I noticed Thursday, with help, he waked in with a cane. It appears he still has a lot of physical limitations but it was so good to see him coming in even if it was with a cane and a lot of assistance. With the help of a therapist he started his rehab and I continued with my workout. In a little while, I stopped "at the turn" (about midway point of my workout) to catch my breath and have a cup or two of water. As I stood there resting, I saw this gentleman slowly walking across the open floor with the therapist holding a rear belt loop to help with his stability and "Do You Know How It Feels" started coming through my earbuds. Tears came to my eyes as I realized that was me not so long ago and I do know how it feels. Tears came to my eyes as I know that during our most difficult times God proves His love by watching over us. Tears came to my eyes because I do know that feeing when we ask God to take control of our lives because we can not do it without Him. I'm so thankful I know how it feels and the song reminder of His love for me.
I was so glad to wake up to this song this morning and to hear it Thursday morning. Years ago, I remember driving to work and listening to this CD of The McKameys. I'm glad I got to see the McKameys again early in 2019 as they retired at the end of the year. I hope you will enjoy hearing them sing "Do You Know How It Feels".
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