In My Language
Wow...I just finished watching an 8 minute clip on YouTube entitled In My Language that my friend, Mike Green, recommended to me this past week. It's amazing. It's better than watching the Super Bowl. If you click to it -- please take the time to watch the whole thing, 8 minutes and 35 seconds. It is a woman communicating in her own way with the world around her. She talks about being confined by the way that people put her into a box and say that she is only communicating when she is speaking in language that others can understand. Through the sharing of her story -- and through watching her interact with her world (the first four minutes) and then listening to her explanation (the last four minutes) it helps one (okay, it helped me) see a whole new world. The woman in the video mentions autism as one of the definitions given to people who interact with the world as she does. But it simply makes me aware that we all have are own way. And it is a challenge to me, to look more deeply, to pay more attention to the way each of us see the world and live within it.
Coming out of church today Bob said to me that his doctor had been concerned that his blood pressure was so high. He asked Bob why he thought it was so high. Bob responded that it was because he lived in this world. The way the woman in the video interracts with her world -- seems very healthy -- including making this video to share her story with others. What a gift!
Coming out of church today Bob said to me that his doctor had been concerned that his blood pressure was so high. He asked Bob why he thought it was so high. Bob responded that it was because he lived in this world. The way the woman in the video interracts with her world -- seems very healthy -- including making this video to share her story with others. What a gift!
posted by Mike Mather at 8:19 PM
3 Comments:
I think this world will cause high blood pressure until we sit in the waiting room of the Great Physician. We won't call it an HMO, we will call it HOME
You write very well.
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