I write to you as I sit enwrapped in a back brace after laying in bed for two days. Why, you ask? I will tell you.
Lately my 2 year old daughter has been waking up in middle of the night and crying until I took her into my bed. After a month of my nighttime rest being interrupted, I decided to try to put an end to this. Early Tuesday morning, I heard the cry and decided instead of bringing her into my room – I will sleep in her room until she is weaned off the comfort of my pillow.
The problem was that there is no bed in her room besides the crib.
So I slept on the carpeted floor.
An hour later I got up to get my son off to school (The Jewish Academy – great school) and as I was lifting him into the car I felt this tremendous pain going through my body. I couldn’t breath, talk or move. After 48 hours of Doctors, Medicines and bags of chips at the side of my bed – I am back at my computer screen.
Of course with so much time on my hands I was thinking about you, my dear readers.
The body is soooo complex. It is fragile and requires so much attention. The smallest wrong turn can change your whole life.
It makes you appreciate how much G-d does for us.
Which brings to mind the blessing we say every time we come out of the bathroom (yes, blessing after the bathroom). It goes like this:
Blessed are You, Lord, Our God, King of the universe, Who created the human with wisdom and created within him many openings and many cavities. Exposed and known before Your Throne of Glory, that if one of them were to be ruptured or one of them were to be blocked it would be impossible to survive and to stand before You for even one hour. Blessed are You, Lord, The Healer of all flesh who acts wondrously.
Imagine if the smallest thing in your body went wrong. A bone was an inch out of place. A hole that was supposed to be open, closed up (ouch!).Or a hole that was supposed to be close, all of a sudden opened. Isn’t there so much to be thankful for! In essence, allt at was wrong with me was that my muscles – which are supposed to be contracting and loosening upon my command – weren’t listening to me. And because of that was ll the pain.
But even more then that. It gives me serious concerns about that whole idea that 12 trillion years ago (give or take a few trillion) there were 2 atoms flirting with each other and the mood was just right and then “BANG”. And here we are.
Just thinking how complex this mass of cells and blood and tissue and all the other ingredients is, makes you stand back in amazement and say that only the True Knower of all things can possibly put such a great production on. Whether it is the fact that the chemicals in the body are balanced to perfection or that each part of the body is dependant, or better interconnected with the other shows that there is a deeper brain that planned this whole thing and it can’t be blamed on a mere coincidence.
I mean get real. Imagine that you walked out to go to the store and the legos in the play room all of a sudden were assembled in the form of a beautiful palace. Impossible. OK that is a bad example. So how about you went to the store for 1 year? Does it make more sense?
Now look around yourself – this is all by mistake? Get serious. (I know this is a very basic response – if you want it a little deeper, call my cell @ 631-767-3144).
Now if G-d thought about all the details, He must be around here somewhere.
Think of the responsibility that gives us.
