The Last Good Deed

My young boss often doodles when he is on hold on the phone. I often draw when I am on hold on the phone. He most often uses a pen which makes thick abstract strokes. I generally pick up a pencil and do quick sketches of my hand or my Diet Coke bottle. Occasionally, we enter into this unspoken collaboration and one of us will start something and the other will add something else to it. Generally the end result of our partnership is weird. I kind of liked this one, though his sister (family businesses- ya gotta love 'em!) said it was freaky.

My father is literally blind in one eye and can't see out of the other (that is a whole other story), unless he has his contact in. He has had some trouble with his remaining working eye in the past and a cornea transplant was necessary. The surgery went well. He has been healing for the past couple of months but recently he got his new contact lens and his vision is better than it was before. And they are not through "tweaking" his lens prescription so there will be even more improvement when he goes back to get his next contact. We are all so very grateful.

Wow. Thanks be to God, and to modern medicine, and to the anonymous soul who was generous enough to be an organ donor. Had there been no donor, my father would be sitting in the house, unable to watch TV, or read his Bible or his Sunday School lesson, or the daily newspaper. He would not be able to mow his yard, would not have been able to return to work today (and yes he was ready to go back!)

Don't take your organs to heaven. Heaven knows we need them here on earth.

Consider being an organ donor. For myself, I figure it is the last good deed I can do before I leave this earth.