Last weekend I had a really bad weekend. Actually I had a great weekend that ended badly.
It all came apart at 5:30 on Sunday. When my local pharmacy was closed. When my diabetic specialist’s after-hours system wasn’t working (unbeknownst to me or them). When I was tired from a long weekend. When the customer service center I needed to call was open but couldn’t provide the solution I needed because it was a weekend.
What happened? My insulin pump failed. For those of you who don’t know this wonder-working device, it is a device the size of a cell-phone that mimics as much as anything can your pancreas’ automatic delivery of insulin. For diabetics it is a marvelous advancement in quality of life. But when it stops working… it is disastrous. Very quickly a person can go from “doing well” to “crisis.” And Sunday night felt that way to me.
This unexpected detour on my recent road toward better health reminded me that we are fragile creatures. All of us. In the blink of an eye, the device that was serving me well failed completely and without warning. In a moment, the entire course of our lives can change. A tragic accident. A careless word. A random event. A broken promise. As I noted several weeks ago about organizations we lead or love, we are also fragile things.In the words of one of my favorite recording artists, “We are not as strong as we think are.” (Rich Mullins) Some of us began the season of Lent a few weeks ago with Ash Wednesday, which traditionally includes the words “Remember that you are dust.”
We are dust. But we are also wonderful creatures, dust into which the Lord of the Universe has breathed life and spirit. Dust that achieves wonderous things. Dust that also bears the image of its Creator.
When you are face your own fragility in body or spirit or both may you also remember to praise God and say with David “I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” (Psalm 139:14 NIV)