My notebook displayed died this morning. I knew it had been sick, the vertical lines which were not supposed to be there was an obvious symptom. Whatever I might do, the display was getting worse by the day. It was obvious – I need an assist. If not, then the outcome I am now living with would be the outcome.
As clear as the lesson is in hindsight, I should have acted on what I knew. It was as if I thought that I could hide the problem. I can admit know that there was this brief moment when I thought I could live with the extra vertical and horizontal images. Even though it was irritating and brought on a headache, I let it go.
Even as the screen went from bad to worse to no more, I still thought I could deal with it. I naively hoped it would last until my work notebook arrived, and so I pushed on without asking or looking for more help. The rapid decline caught me by surprise and my initial response was to blame the machine.
I am smiling as I write because the lessons of the day are clear, obvious, and in my face. In the reality of using my iPad to type, I can see what only minutes before I could not.
What comes next is the challenge which one faces in every moment. For me, the absurd irony of the lesson has pushed me around the corner into hope. I can dance between my phone and my iPad for awhile. I can learn to see help when it is needed. I can look beyond myself. Help is here, if I am willing to ask and accept. Divinity is on my side, if I let her in. Ironically, I could have done this all days ago. I along with others echo the psalm, “and please, God, do away with wickedness for good! And you murderers – out of here!” (Psalm 139.19).
Today is my opportunity to take a step with Divinity at the beginning of this moment..
