A hope note
‘What would the school of life have me learn from this that will make me wiser?’ Maybe that’s the most important question this side of Hurricane Ike.
I love what Winston Churchill said about Stanley Baldwin, who was the prime minister of England when Edward VIII abdicated: ‘Stanley Baldwin occasionally stumbles over the truth, but he always picks himself up and hurries on as if nothing had happened.’
Isn’t this what separates the mature from the immature, the deep from the superficial ‘ a receptivity or sensitivity to learn from experience, especially from hard times we go through?
Following a weather crisis, a ‘pregnant pause’ for insight is in order. If we don’t pause, like Stanley Baldwin, we just pick ourselves up and rush headlong into our next experience and nothing is gained. We’re like the hamster in the wheel, running hard but making no progress.
I’ve heard many references to a ‘precious learning experience,’ courtesy of Hurricane Ike.
‘It’s all relative. Relative to the devastation of a tsunami or (Hurricane) Katrina in New Orleans or Ike in Galveston, our week-long power outage was a little firecracker pop.’
‘I’ll never take a hot shower for granted again.’
‘With no television or lights, my family and I communicated more than we have in a long time.’
‘We keep too much food in our refrigerators and freezers and need to clean them out more often.’
‘Most people are good. My neighbor limited his own power by running cords from his generator to five other homes.’
Remember in school when a student would say, ‘That teacher’s not learning me anything’ and the parent would correct: ‘Son, the teacher can’t learn you anything. She teaches; you have to do the learning.’
Life offers teachable moments. But we have to do the learning. What did the winds of Hurricane Ike teach you?