“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, smile, kind word, listening ear, honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.” - Leo Buscaglia
Standing up after being knocked down is difficult.
Regardless of what triggered the fall, the journey back up requires a strong will, daring vision and resolute character. It’s an action that demands the best of our efforts and often, it’s one that can’t be made by ourselves. Let me explain.
Chris Norton knows what it’s like to be knocked down, lose it all and then battle back and rebuild.
As a college freshman, he was injured making a tackle during a football game. As a packed stadium fell silent, Chris found himself lying on the field surrounded by coaches and trainers. He was completely conscious but unable to move. After an emergency helicopter flight to the hospital and various tests, it was explained that he had broken his neck and the likelihood of his regaining any function was less than 3%.
Chris heard the prognosis, but decided to not be defined by it. He committed on that first day to not only regain function, but to walk across the stage to accept his college diploma.
Weeks later, the reality of the injury set in. With very little progress made, Chris became less optimistic. Then, in the middle of the night, the door to his hospital room opened and Dr. Georgia entered. She was there to do a routine check of his vital signs but realized quickly that the larger concern might be his emotional health.
She got down on one knee, looked him in the eyes and said, “You are going to beat this.” Unconvinced that Chris believed her, she spoke more firmly, “Chris, look in my eyes.” The young man turned his head and made eye contact. She said, “I am from Wyoming. People from Wyoming don’t lie. You. Will. Beat. This.”
The doctor rose to her feet, smiled at Chris and left. Chris’s dream was reignited – all it took was acknowledgment from another person; this small act of caring.
For the next few years, Chris fought on; owning the truth that he would “beat this.” Day after day he tried, endured, fell and rose again. He prayed, dreamed and believed that he could make the walk.
On May 25, 2015, garbed in a cap and a gown in Luther College’s packed auditorium, with his parents and classmates looking on, Chris rolled toward the platform in his wheelchair.
Assisted by his fiancé, he rose to his feet, walked slowly across the platform and accepted his diploma. A loud roar from the thousands gathered filled the auditorium. (I was so moved by Chris’s story and the video sharing his big walk that I had him on the Live Inspired podcast. Listen for encouragement to rise above your own adversities here.)
Chris is a fighter, overcomer and hero, but he could not have done it without others. He needed his family, his medical team, his teammates and his fiancé Emily. He needed their encouragement and he needed their efforts.
He needed a chance visit from Dr. Georgia. He needed the bold vision for tomorrow that was crystalized after their compassionate conversation.
And he needed hope for his journey to come.
My friends, too frequently we underestimate the power of a touch, smile or kind word. We undervalue the profound gift of a listening ear, honest compliment or small act of caring.
In the end, it’s often these small acts which have the potential to turn a life around. Maybe even your own.
"The best teachers are those who show you where to look, but don't tell you what to see."
To all my awesome teacher friends and support staff: thanks for showing our kids where to look .... and for reminding them what is possible. It's easy to be bogged down by all that is broken and bad. You meet our little ones where they are, help discover their unique gifts and encourage them to be profound difference-makers.
Thinking, praying and grateful for you all as you prepare for your best year yet!
Delayed flight tonight meant when we landed 90 minutes late... and 7 minutes before my next flight took off...with the departing gate 36 gates from where we landed. Not good!
I asked the gal at the gate if she could call down and let them know a passenger would be running their way and to hold the plane.
She looked at me and sternly told me she would not. They'd have to leave on time, she said. I told her I was going to run and catch it. She responded with the quote above.
Well, my friends, please tell the gal at A-33 that I ran the good race with bags in hand, got to gate a total sweaty mess, learned they needed to add a little fuel, were slightly delayed and just boarded the plane!
The guy next to me is furious we're 10 minutes late for departing .... But i couldn't be happier! ;-)
It turns out that we can go through life angry about all that's wrong, all the delays, all the challenges, but my suggestion?
Don't waste your time.
Have great nights, keep running and stay in fire. J.