If frogs could think, what do you think this fella was thinking?
“I just need to hold on ONE MORE MINUTE. A little longer and someone is bound to come. This is starting to hurt. How much longer can I stand this pain. Is someone going to save me or is something going to come kill me. How much longer will I last hanging here. Hanging by a thread, by one tiny thread. Will anyone glance this way, pass by and notice me. It’s the middle of the night, no one will come. I will surely die here all alone. Someone please save me!”
I’ve been hanging by a thread. I have prayed someone would save me. I have felt frog thoughts.
In the middle of the night I couldn’t sleep. So I decided to take the dog out and sit on the deck when I came across this poor little guy. I gasped! Then I wondered how on earth I was going to save him because he was out of my reach. So I talked to him. Assured him that I would find a way. I would get a chair or something to stand on. Something that a person with a muscle disease and bone disease SHOULD NOT DO. But his life mattered to me. He needed to be saved. How could anything be left hanging by a thread. So I got him down. Pulled all of the spider web off of him. He then jumped out of my hand. Here is the final result of little “Stephan”
I cannot tell you how many times I felt like Stephan. How many times I wanted someone to speak reassurances to me that I would be ok. That help was coming and I would have support, comfort and freedom.
I keep these pictures to remind me that even in the darkest moments when you think there is absolutely no way you will find a way, one will present itself. Even if it is a sleepless person who happens to pass by at just the right time and chooses to notice and do the right thing. Anything is possible. Hope does exist.