a simple step

Posted on 27 February 2014

a beautifully written account of a visit to 3 Cords,
written by MOH Mobilization Director, Elizabeth Billingslea 
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“My prayer is that someday I can walk, just like you.”
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She gently reached out and touched my leg.  
Her words piercing. Scars.  Crutches.  Pain.  
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As I looked back into her dark eyes, tears began to fill her gaze.  Tears filled mine as well.  I don’t know what happened or how this woman can no longer walk without the aid of crutches.  I don’t know her story.  But these simple words are one that I will never forget.  I stood in silence and looked back at her.  No words.  The only words that ran through my mind were hers.   
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“My prayer is that someday I can walk, just like you.”  
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They literally wrenched my heart.  I stood in silence a moment longer and all I could think to do was pray.  So I gently asked if I could pray with her.  Apple cheeks began to form and light shone from her eyes.  A beautiful smile spilled across her face and she nodded in agreement.  We stood together her hands in mine and we prayed.  The only thing I knew is that Jesus knew her story and He loved her more than me.  Amen was spoken and I was enwrapped in her warm embrace.  Her grip was tight and long.  She released me, kissed my cheek and slowly hobbled back inside so she could get back to work.  
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In a matter of minutes the moment had come and gone. I stood by myself for a time and let the cool breeze kiss my skin.  The hot flush of my cheeks, such a contrast to the refreshing wind.  I knew this memory would forever be etched in my heart, mind, and soul.  
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I knew I would think of a simple step in a very different way.  I knew that now there would be days and times that I would look at my two perfectly normal, healthy legs and I would be more thankful and grateful than I had ever been.
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