Cutting the Cord on Pain

By Bob Jagendorf

By Bob Jagendorf

While visiting the wise and wonderful woman of the Nursing Home, I heard a woman down the hallway crying out…

“Help me… Help me.”

She often cries out.  Sometimes she’s in pain. Sometimes, she’s frightened. Sometimes she just wails and  no one can figure out what’s wrong. Today was one of those days that she couldn’t be comforted.

It brought up discussion.  If Jesus checked into a Nursing Home, do you think he’d heal everyone in there?

The wise and wonderful woman of the nursing home shook her head. She believes  that pain is part of life. It teaches us character and to count on something other than ourselves. “He’d help the soul, but not necessarily heal every body,” she says.

Now that I think about it, there’s pain with birth. Unavoidable pain that comes from simply  living, and many times pain in death. Perhaps cutting the cord on all pain, keeps us from the opportunity to grow. Hopefully there is a hand to hold when it becomes too much.  We learn to be there and link to each other to slog through the pain.

Perhaps it’s a cord we bind instead of cut?

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About Barb

I escaped from a hardscrabble farm in Oklahoma. I'm not sure why people think I have an accent. I miss the sunshine, but not the fried foods.
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3 Responses to Cutting the Cord on Pain

  1. Barb says:

    Roxie, you’re so right. Fortunately you must have learned this early in life. Sometimes when I poke around, I find a pocket festering.

    Sigh…growing up is natural, but maturing takes work. You can pontificate ANYTIME.

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  2. Lisa Nowak says:

    If there wasn’t pain, how could we fully appreciate joy?

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  3. Roxie says:

    In Pilgrim’s Progress, Little Miss Much Afraid is unable to progress along her journey untill she grasps the hands of her two companions, Sorrow and Suffering. And they help her move ahead.

    In Proverbs, it says, “Man is born to trouble as the sparks fly upward.”

    Do you know people who want to shield their child from every unpleasantness and distress? And don’t the children grow up stunted and malformed as adults?

    I grew three inches taller one summer. I used to wake up with pains in my legs. I think growth can not be accomplished without pain.

    Sometimes, people go through a hard time and say, “Why should this happen to me?” and I say, “Why not? Why should you be exempt from the struggle that is the common lot of humanity?”

    And I KNOW, that the only way to deal with pain is to accept it fully and ride it out. Then you get through, and have no little abcesses festering on your soul, waiting to break open and poison you when you least expect it.

    Wow, you really opened a can of pontification for me here. Sorry about that. Shhh – it happens.

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