So, I did THIS to my finger today:
I shut it in a door at work. As I walked through the doorway, I reached behind me and grabbed the handle with my last three fingers and gave it a hard pull, leaving my index finger in the perfect position to get crunched. I couldn't breathe for a minute when I did it. My finger wouldn't move, I was afraid to look.
I was unpleasantly surprised to find it bleeding. In hindsight this is a blessing, because the blood isn't building up underneath the nail = pressure= OUCH.
It seems weird to consider something painful as a blessing, doesn't it? But I am sure it would be hurting a lot worse right now if it hadn't bled. I also managed to shut my finger in the door right in the middle of the nail, vs. at the knuckle, which would have been really bad.
Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it's a big part, and sometimes it isn't, but either way, it's part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you're alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed. It leaves you wiser, sometimes. Sometimes it leaves you stronger. Either way, pain leaves its mark, and everything important that will ever happen to you in life is going to involve it in one degree or another.
Well, I know this pain will leave its mark, and hopefully my nail won't fall off in the process. In all honesty, I could do without the sore finger, especially since it's my dominant hand. However, sometimes these mishaps serve as a reminder that things could be worse. If we don't experience pain, how can we appreciate love and joy and beauty?
So, I am thankful for the reminder. And I'm also thankful for all of the other wonderful, and not so wonderful, things in my life. I'm lucky.
What are you thankful for?