*blog version denotes that my upcoming book will contain a more detailed version
My friend Cory Jordan tragically died in my senior year of high school. He was the warmest and funniest guy you’d ever want to meet. Ms. Beverly, who is Cory’s mom, was white and his father was black, which provided Cory with the blessing of solely identifying with neither. Throughout the day he would spend time amongst the blacks from the Dunbar community, whites and Hispanics from Cape Coral, country boys from Pine Island, as well as the “nerds” and “jocks” . Though I don’t think he understood it at the time, his gift was that he didn’t understand why everybody was taking themselves so seriously. He was living in the moment and lightening things up. Cory died from an accidental gunshot wound and on the evening of, his mother blessed me with a chance to see him on life support. I walked into that room, full of confidence that my touch would be all that Cory needed to rise from that bed. I grabbed his hand, and the miracle that I imagined, did not happen. At the time It was humbling and the majority of my focus was on what I COULD NOT do, I cried uncontrollably. I was thinking as a child. I’d imagine I hadn’t cried in this manner since I was an infant in need of a Binky. Today as a grown man, I understand this more fully, that moment signified the actual power that I had, and was about everything that I COULD do and was very capable of.
In our most idealistic moments, all of us would love to have the ability to save the world. We have already been saved, if you are Christian it is Christ who is our vehicle to salvation, that is the good news. Most people have fantasies of flying, well planes are vessels that travel through our skies at amazing speeds to the destinations of our choosing, though the downer for some of us are the annoying people we have to sit with. Others would love to live forever, and I say to you that a birth happens every 8 seconds, though the pain can be unbearable but yet and still through this process life will continue. If you are blessed to have children, they will carry on parts of you through many generations, to be carried on we must leave here, some of us more peacefully than others but funerals are full of tears and sorrow. My grandmother often tells me that my kids remind her of relatives who have past decades ago, I never grieved for any of them but they are nonetheless present today and a piece of them still lives and dies. Embracing these examples makes the ultimate sacrifice possible. Loving others more than myself takes priority over my own want to rest in heaven. I don’t focus on single acts that I think will allow me to ascend to heaven, this is the same as wishing wings were on my back so i could fly all alone, we all must board the plane that is Jesus Christ. It’s listening and relating to others in the spirit of service that makes my heart content. When we align ourselves with the absolute fact that we will not experience any miracles in our lives as individuals, it opens us up to all things . There will always be a thought, action or effort by others that makes our greatest feats possible.
I am reminded of what Jesus was quoted as saying in John 14:12:
Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also; and greater works than these shall he do; because I go unto my Father.
What does my real life experience with Cory and the support of the scripture tell me? That my miracles lie with the rest of you and if I believe that Christ is within us all then these miracles are possible. Eternity was within Christ within the confines of time. For others, time is our resource, and it is the daily commitment to each other that will stop these events from happening. These are miracles still. A lot of labor goes into putting a 500 piece puzzle together, but by paying attention to the smallest details of each individual piece, we finally make it. Those who lay eyes on it just admire its beauty with no idea of the time it took. There is not an NFL football team that has won a Super Bowl by ignoring the last man on the roster, it is the collective effort of all 53 men, that allows the team to realize its dreams. You can experience it all, by doing your part but God mandates that it will be a shared experience.
This should be great news that none of us are faced with some monumental task. In our homes, businesses, sports teams and churches we are charged with only doing our part. We are to make sure that they are the very best that they can be. Some of our reach will be broadened, but know that this does not happen without its full actualization within the institutions aforementioned. It is called MAKING love for a reason. It is call friendSHIP for a reason. These are all manifestations of the force of life continuing through the vehicles of US. Where more than one is gathered in his name, all things are possible.
I am Earnest Graham and I have vowed to do my part. This is my affirmation for today.
Thank you and God Bless!