I never gave a thought to my two legs all through my life or the blessing of having them in place until I fell into an open sewage canal..! As luck would have it, it was December and the sewer was dry and clean. But the sudden going down into it and hitting the cement bottom gave me a broken right leg with the meta-tarsal broken into two.
Next six months were time for thought..! First few days were pain and trauma coupled with a plaster. While lying flat with an up-raised leg on big pillow, it made me think. I was totally immobilized and for any thing, had to depend on others! After five days, I had a new hard plaster and a walker on which I could limp around very carefully. I rarely thanked God for having my proper two legs or for that matter any other body part. At times, in a Retreat centre or in a Sunday sermon the Priest reminded us and then of course we thanked God for all such gifts, but once out of that, we are back to normal, the normal life in which we forget these gifts!
Now, here I was looking at the ceiling fan, with the up raised leg and have all the time in the world to think about it and thank God! I prayed to God and most of the Saints I knew, especially, St, Mary, St. Joseph and Arch Angel St. Raphael for their intercession. That was a solace for they helped and it was wonderful to be able to pray like that, which is possible only when one is free from other disturbances of every day activities, especially, the TV, Internet and other general activities!
Time went by and after two months I was out of the plaster slowly learning to walk with a walking stick and being able to thank God for his bodily gifts!
Next six months were time for thought..! First few days were pain and trauma coupled with a plaster. While lying flat with an up-raised leg on big pillow, it made me think. I was totally immobilized and for any thing, had to depend on others! After five days, I had a new hard plaster and a walker on which I could limp around very carefully. I rarely thanked God for having my proper two legs or for that matter any other body part. At times, in a Retreat centre or in a Sunday sermon the Priest reminded us and then of course we thanked God for all such gifts, but once out of that, we are back to normal, the normal life in which we forget these gifts!
Now, here I was looking at the ceiling fan, with the up raised leg and have all the time in the world to think about it and thank God! I prayed to God and most of the Saints I knew, especially, St, Mary, St. Joseph and Arch Angel St. Raphael for their intercession. That was a solace for they helped and it was wonderful to be able to pray like that, which is possible only when one is free from other disturbances of every day activities, especially, the TV, Internet and other general activities!
Time went by and after two months I was out of the plaster slowly learning to walk with a walking stick and being able to thank God for his bodily gifts!
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