I am fortunate enough to have a reader I inherited from Sam Lacy as a fan. I listen to his critiques, and let them serve as a guideline for my subject matter. My recent question to him was, “Am I doing too much straying from ‘He made a Difference,’ and to my joy, he explained that as long as the content is entertaining, I can’t go wrong. That was good news, because I am about to stray again.
There is a 10-year-old little girl, Jordan Marie, who warrants a mention in this space. Jordan was born premature along with her twin, John. Health problems beset both the infants, but John was able to overcome his health challenges enough to go home after a short stint in the hospital. However, the world greeted Jordan with connecting tubes and a daily routine of doctors and nurses hovering over her just to maintain a connection with life. After six months, Jordan was released from the hospital. Along with this good news came the bad news. Jordan would be forever challenged. If she ever walked, it would be with difficulty. The prospect of her running was out of the question. She would face challenges in speech and mobility and to top things off; she would be beset with allergies.
My fondest memories are the days she would come to me and hold up her arms and say, “Up!” Or, to hear her say, “I want to sit on your lap!” She was two years old at the time and what was most noticeable was the fact that there was no mobility problem.
On a daily basis I would watch Jordan playing with twin brother John and Maddie, her older sister by ten months. John and Maddie were seriously building their skills on the basketball court. While Jordan was competitive in the sports arena, she was also busy shooting down allergies like Annie Oakley shooting clay targets.
As time passed, all three made their grade level basketball teams. Unfortunately for Mrs. L and me, the games were all on the same day and in different locations. My wife persevered, but I gave up. I made attempts to attend the important games and I was
entertained. I witnessed John crashing the boards and sinking a few 15 footers. Jordan got to the point where in one game she made
all the points for her team. And a team from Baltimore came to town and Maddie was assigned to guard a girl the size of the Great
Wall. David (her Dad) was yelling, “Check her tight, check her tight!” I had to remind David that Maddie couldn’t see over her,
couldn’t see around her, and if she got any closer, 911 may have to become involved.
At ages 10 and 11 there is a measure of maturity among the kids. Each is playing two sports. John has baseball as a second sport. Maddie is swimming as a second sport. And, oh yeah, remember the kid who probably wouldn’t walk? Well, she is running track. I attended her last meet, and she participated in the shot put, 100-meter dash, 100-meter hurdles, 400-meter race and medaled in each.
Aside from the fact that I have this opportunity to poke out my chest over the accomplishments of the little girl I once called,
“Mouse,” I think this is a good opportunity to remind us all that determination and prayer can help us overcome most difficulties