5/10/2010

CAN'T DO - CAN BE

Blindness.  I don't think I will ever get used to it.  I have had to let go of doing my jobs:  going on long walks with Clare's Well guests is what I miss most.  I no longer find my way home when I get turned around.  I bump into things everywhere.  People who are trying to protect me from hurting myself sound distressed.

I'm at my best when I just lie down and rest close to where others are.  I am reluctanty moving from doing into simply being.  Do you think I'm still of value?  When guests arrive, I'm still the first one they reach out to touch.  That's a comfort, but . . . . I need more time to digest the changes I'm going through.  Do you have any suggestions to help me continue to grow into a mature dog?

2 comments:

MikeF said...

Dear Lacy, Brother Francis would have loved you, would have had no doubt at all of your value, a value quite as great in its way as that of any of your human sisters and brothers. After all, it was through his respect and friendship that your cousin the Wolf of Gubbio came to live out his long and useful life as an ally of his villagers...

Our dear Brother is most likely praying for you now as I write this, joining his prayers to mine...

Blessings to you, and your ministry to the guests - from your brother Mike TSSF, in a place called Dorset, across the big sea they call the Atlantic.

Lacy said...

Brother Mike,
Thank you so much. Your prayers are like a fresh breeze blowing over me as I lie on the green grass out here in Minnesota spring time with nothing to do but be grateful.