I now understand…

…that I don’t understand at all. And therefore, I understand more than I’ve ever understood before.

It isn’t only “just OK” not to be able to explain everything. It’s also freeing to not be burdened with feeling like we have to.

Be free to lead even though there will be unanswered questions.

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Sometimes there simply isn’t an answer to the question “why”?

Why was the lovely freshman coed taken in an automobile accident at the age of 19?

Why are we fortunate to have so many friends and loved ones? Or…why don’t we have many?

Why, when in his prime, did the pastor succumb to cancer? He was only 58 years old.

Why do some live to be 100+ with little or few health problems?

Why did Jennifer have a brain tumor at age 6?

Why do we get to live in the best nation in the world?

Why am I fortunate enough to be able to type this instead of having limp, paralyzed hands hanging at my side? And why do you have the sight to read it?

Why? Why? Why?

Please…as much as we crave (perhaps even demand) answers to these “why” questions…may I kindly and humbly and tenderly suggest that there simply aren’t any adequate earthly answers.  I wish there were, but wishing (or worrying or researching or asking over and over) won’t produce the answers for us.  Believe me, I’ve tried.

We are meant to be connected. The unanswerable seems to be a connector for us. So in the absence of the answers, cling to your faith; hold tightly to your friends; cherish your family members; love and respect yourself. What more can we do?

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A tribute to William C. “Bill” Jamison

I didn’t have the privilege of knowing Mr. Jamison. Yet, I like him and didn’t ever have the opportunity to meet him. He came to me via his obituary in the paper this morning. His age isn’t stated, but since he was a member of the Fighting Aggie Class of ’61, I would guess him to be about 75 or so when he passed away. He was married to Marilyn for 54 years and has 4 children and 2 granddaughters, all of whom apparently adored him.

Why pay a tribute to Mr. Jamison here? Simply because of what the family requested in lieu of flowers. They asked, instead, for you to “send them (the flowers) to one you love or make a small gesture of kindness to someone who needs it.” Wow! What an unselfish gesture!

Someone who needs it.” Hhhmmm…now who could that be? How about the very next person you come in contact with. And the person after that. And the person after that.

After all, we all need small gestures of kindness. Maybe a few flowers too.

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