Guest post from Reed Stephenson:
Friday was rough. Many things to do and trying to leave by 3:30. Need to finish a few slides for presentation... have to add addendum for a contract...
Dang--someone just put meeting on my calendar today for 4:00 p.m.... on a Friday no less. Landscape guy just called and wants to know why check is not in the mailbox... forgot to do that. I have a meeting this Saturday... going to miss Pace's soccer game and my tennis--a little bitter right now.
Hard to get any work done during March Madness. Can watch the basketball games on my laptop now just like I were watching at home. The mighty VOLs, who were up with 30 seconds to go just lost. Not a good year for the SEC in basketball this year.
Have company at the house tonight... the house is a mess and I have no food.
I had a supplier come in to talk about plastic bags for 30 minutes--very bad timing. There are probably 112 other items I should be working on right now. I greet him in the lobby--he would not even look me in the eye when he shook my hand. His prices are too high and he knows it. I have other things to do and he needs to make this quick.
Small talk--"how was your trip"--"weather is nice"--"should be a great weekend"... "my son has been sick"
"Does he have the flu bug that has been going around?"
"No... he has cancer"
In September, Alex was having pain in his hips. Doctor thought it was "growing pains" or maybe a contusion he suffered while playing little league football... but the pain continued. After doing a little more research--it was determined that Alex had two cancerous tumors. Alex is fighting for his life right now.
All this other stuff is simply nonsense.
I try to keep this blog fairly loose and political/religious free. But we are in the season of Lent-- a period where we all go into a "spiritual wilderness" to try to find that best self, made in the image of God, that lies in each and everyone of us (Dr. Sam Matthews reiterates this at the beginning of every Sunday service). I would not know Alex if he sat next to me--but, for that one moment, Alex taught me to put away the extra noise going on in my personal and selfish life and to be compassionate. In the words of Henri Nouwen... "compassion challenges us to cry out with those in misery."
The meeting lost all business relevance. At the end of our time together, I mentioned that I would pray for his son. I need your help. Please keep Alex, a 12 year old boy, who months ago was playing basketball and football and is now going through intense chemotherapy, in your prayers.
Reed Stephenson is a member of MFUMC and is currently a participating in Disciple I, plays on the MFUMC basketball team, and recently agreed to engage folks in discipleship opportunities through the Golf Cart Ministry. You can follow Reed's musing and ruminations through his blog, Life at Jockey Hollow