JAL3
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I want to extend a Christmas greeting to everyone here on TRF. My greeting will be a little different but no less heartfelt.
For most of the last 15 years, I have volunteered as a Chaplain at various hospitals on holidays like Christmas. I did so because many of the others had family and it gave them a chance to share the special times with their families. After I got married, my wife thought that was a splendid thing and encouraged me to keep doing it.
Now, I am employed as a chaplain. I volunteered for the big days again. This time was different (and still is, as I am writing this from the Main Methodist Hospital in San Antonio).
Christmas especially, is usually pretty calm. Last night, I did the overnight shift and it was anything but calm. We had a higher than usual number of people pass away, some in the general population and some in the ER. Most were surprises. I saw cases resulting for terrible and unspeakable violence come into the ER.
After more than a decade of doing this, I can be jaded sometimes. One of the cases last night broke through my barriers. I will not describe it except to say that it involved domestic violence. As the night wore on, I got more and more depressed.
I got off at 7 this morning and got 4 hours of sleep. I have been back at the hospital since 3PM and will be here until 11. It has calmed somewhat. For that I give thanks.
I have a bigger reason to give thanks, however. I spent some time with my wife and daughter earlier, just rejoicing in their presence. I spent some time online here at TRF rejoicing as well.
I am no longer depressed. I am saddened by the evil I see in the world but I am also heartened by the good.
I know some of you are believers and others are not. Most of you are older like me but a few a bright eyed youngsters. Some of you are surly and others of you are generous to a fault. Some lean to the right, others tilt to the left and a few jump overboard in either direction.
I don't care.
What I do care is that I have this community which helped me so much when I was recovering from my brain tumor. I care that generally, all of your want to help and support each other. I care that you help others outside or our hobby. I care that you care about your families and friends. I care about you.
This Christmas, and on all the days that follow, I hope that you will all be richly blessed. I hope that you will in turn be a blessing to those around you. I hope you have a few great successes, learn from your failures and that you don't need too much in the way of excavating equipment to recover your projects. Have a good time, share some of your joy with others.
I believe in the Prince of Peace, commemorated on this day. I know that we all fail to live up to his promise, that we were doomed to that failure all along but that it does not matter. Each of us is precious anyway. I pray that you will live up to that promise and help others to do so as well.
I may have nightmares about the young mother beaten to within an inch of her life with a baseball bat but I will also remember the hope in her eyes, the love for her children and the effort she made to pray for the medical team working on her. In a curious way, she made me think of my own family, the people I know and also the people I know only online. She made me think of all of you.
I pray that you all have a merry Christmas, that you find those important to you and let them know how important they are. You might even consider the "random act of kindness" or "senseless deed of generosity" to somebody who has given up.
All is not lost.
Peace on Earth. Good will to all.
Merry Christmas,
For most of the last 15 years, I have volunteered as a Chaplain at various hospitals on holidays like Christmas. I did so because many of the others had family and it gave them a chance to share the special times with their families. After I got married, my wife thought that was a splendid thing and encouraged me to keep doing it.
Now, I am employed as a chaplain. I volunteered for the big days again. This time was different (and still is, as I am writing this from the Main Methodist Hospital in San Antonio).
Christmas especially, is usually pretty calm. Last night, I did the overnight shift and it was anything but calm. We had a higher than usual number of people pass away, some in the general population and some in the ER. Most were surprises. I saw cases resulting for terrible and unspeakable violence come into the ER.
After more than a decade of doing this, I can be jaded sometimes. One of the cases last night broke through my barriers. I will not describe it except to say that it involved domestic violence. As the night wore on, I got more and more depressed.
I got off at 7 this morning and got 4 hours of sleep. I have been back at the hospital since 3PM and will be here until 11. It has calmed somewhat. For that I give thanks.
I have a bigger reason to give thanks, however. I spent some time with my wife and daughter earlier, just rejoicing in their presence. I spent some time online here at TRF rejoicing as well.
I am no longer depressed. I am saddened by the evil I see in the world but I am also heartened by the good.
I know some of you are believers and others are not. Most of you are older like me but a few a bright eyed youngsters. Some of you are surly and others of you are generous to a fault. Some lean to the right, others tilt to the left and a few jump overboard in either direction.
I don't care.
What I do care is that I have this community which helped me so much when I was recovering from my brain tumor. I care that generally, all of your want to help and support each other. I care that you help others outside or our hobby. I care that you care about your families and friends. I care about you.
This Christmas, and on all the days that follow, I hope that you will all be richly blessed. I hope that you will in turn be a blessing to those around you. I hope you have a few great successes, learn from your failures and that you don't need too much in the way of excavating equipment to recover your projects. Have a good time, share some of your joy with others.
I believe in the Prince of Peace, commemorated on this day. I know that we all fail to live up to his promise, that we were doomed to that failure all along but that it does not matter. Each of us is precious anyway. I pray that you will live up to that promise and help others to do so as well.
I may have nightmares about the young mother beaten to within an inch of her life with a baseball bat but I will also remember the hope in her eyes, the love for her children and the effort she made to pray for the medical team working on her. In a curious way, she made me think of my own family, the people I know and also the people I know only online. She made me think of all of you.
I pray that you all have a merry Christmas, that you find those important to you and let them know how important they are. You might even consider the "random act of kindness" or "senseless deed of generosity" to somebody who has given up.
All is not lost.
Peace on Earth. Good will to all.
Merry Christmas,