Gratitude for Being – A Poem

November is a month of Thanksgiving. This is a post in response to Stevie Turner’s Share Your Story – November.

 

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When I taught second grade twenty-five years ago, there was a boy with purple lips in my class. Hector’s mother told me he had a hole in his heart, a ventricular septal defect (VSD) which is the most common heart birth defect. The ventricular septum is the wall that separates the left and right lower chambers of the heart. If there is a hole in the wall between the two ventricles, it is a ventricular septal defect (VSD).

Hector’s mom didn’t expect him to live for a long time and had never made him study hard. He was a happy boy, ran as fast as any boys and girls on the playground and took part in all the learning activities. I treated him with no difference than any other students.

Years later, I met his mom in a restaurant and learned that Hector was in high school. It made me feel good to hear he continued to live with a heart defect.

The inspiration for having Hector in my class was that it is a miracle to be born with the intact features of the body.

Gratitude for Being

From ashes and dust of the earth,

        beautifully and wonderfully

        we are made.

Eyes to see the majestic sky,

        mountains and sea.

Ears to hear His voice and

        harmonious sounds of music.

Nose to smell the fragrance of

        flowers and scents of trees.

Mouth to sing praises and

        speak of peace.

Hands to serve and extend the

        healing touch.

Heart to feel acceptance,

        compassion and love.

Feet to trot spreading

        the good news,

        walking the path that is

        less traveled.

Faithfully and gratefully we roam

        till the day He calls us home.

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