January 24, 2009
-I am humbled by the gift of friendship; by the easy laughter, smooth conversation and sensation of being completely accepted. I am humbled by a gift from a dear friend who gave me something so thoughtful and so generous, so kind and so clearly evident of the depth in which she knows me.
-I am humbled by manual labor. I am humbled by the people who do this work day in and day out in the snow and the wind and the cold without the luxury of five days at a desk to rest their sore backs and heal their wounded hands.
-I am humbled by a friend who choose to bring a child into this world and now waits patiently and lovingly for the infant to arrive. I am as humbled by her certainty as I am by her calm and I am humbled by the mother I know she will be.
-I am humbled by the man who stood in front of me in line at a market last week and waited with his head high for a manger to re-try a benefits card that would not work. I am humbled by the sack of milk, bread and cheese he was determined to bring home to his family and I am humbled by my inability to find the best way to help him while I waited and did nothing.
-I am humbled by my husband whose reservoirs of hard work and patience show no visible end. I am humbled by his enthusiasm to wake up and work the 6th and 7th day of the week and I am humbled by the absence of one word of complaint.
What humbles you?