Silver Linings

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That Sinking Feeling

October 25, 2017

A friend of mine, who with her husband write a blog, posed an interesting question. If you could write a blog post based on a song, what song would you use to describe your life and why? It got me to thinking.

After careful consideration, I chose “How He Loves” by David Crowder Band. It is a song that has been present in my darkest time and my brightest.

Throughout my life I have made choices that sometimes where not in my best interest. These choices hurt not only me, but many others. Family and friends paid an ugly price because of my choices. Each time I vowed to do better only to relapse into those old habits and choices. I was sinking into a pit where the way out was becoming less and less apparent.

And then one day.

On that morning, I was at what I felt was the bottom of my existence. This day I felt as if I was in one of those movies where the silence takes over and the pictures of what one sees flies quickly across the screen. I could not handle this feeling. My chest felt like it was being crushed, weighed down by the fear, anxiety, and the tormenting guilt and pain I was carrying.

And then the song played.

There I was bending beneath the weight, but it wasn’t just any weight. I kept getting this sinking feeling that I needed to do something. My mind weighed heavy in thought. Bend, don’t break, but here I was breaking. Breaking by an affliction of my own doing.

And my own undoing, so I thought.

Writing has always been a cathartic exercise for me and this day was no different. I could always place into words what my brain was thinking and my heart was feeling. This night though changed me.

I find that when you put thoughts into words they become alive. It is no longer a thought but actual belief. How many times in life do we barter with God? Now, by writing our promises down, we have a contract with Him.

As my pencil glided across the page, “I will go where you lead me” appeared. I truly was unaware of the afflictions being eclipsed by Glory. I was not aware in that moment that those words meant moving over five hundred miles to my new home.

The process is not quick either. In the following days I was introduced to my wife. The picture of the rest of my life was now brushstrokes on a different canvas. I could feel His love blowing across my face with each breeze seamlessly weaving through the trees.

And oh, How He Loves Us.

For most, any move could be daunting. But if you were told that soon after you made that move that you would be told that you would have a chronic disabling disease, many would not go. I had no fears about what I was to encounter. I knew that He loved me and my needs would be provided.

I live in an area that has not one but three renowned centers that study, research, and treat people with Parkinson’s disease. I’ve received an assistance animal that helps me remain mobile every day from an organization that has made a difference for over six hundred people and canines.  I am loved and in love with a woman who fills me with joy, inspires me with hope, and sees that each day is my best day.

I don’t have time to think about the regrets of my life. I can only ask others for their forgiveness and forgive myself. I know that each day that the one choice I got right was accepting His love.

His grace is an ocean and we are all sinking, because of How He Loves Us ALL.

 

A Shelter in the Storm

September 11, 2017
It has been a while since I last posted in this blog, but it hasn't been because of a lack of thoughts or inspiration. Irony,  the difference between appearance and reality, has been a constant presence in my life. So has prayer.

I have experienced many situations in the last few months where my faith has been tested. Many have made me angry. A few have made me sad. I know these tests are there not as temptation, but as an opportunity to show strength and God's presence in my life.

One of these...
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Hero

June 30, 2017
Heroes. Everyone admires them. Many of us aspire to be one, but true heroes neither aspire or, borrowing from the definition of, seek out notoriety for their courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.

Many of the posts seen in this blog have received comments about their inspiration or my courage, but I don’t write them to receive fame, I wish that there was no need for me to write this blog, but this disease doesn’t allow me that choice. However, I am inspired by the heroes in...

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The Smile On Her Face

May 4, 2017
Somedays I can't get the words to roll off my lips to make others aware of how I am feeling or to explain a concept or to just say thank you. It is the cruelty of Parkinson's boisterously appearing in my silence. The last month I have had more days like this than I wish to experience.

Experiences though cannot be taken away from me even as this body finds physical abilities slowly disappearing. One experience that will never leave me is the first time that I heard my wife's voice. It was five ...
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Live Like A Champion Everyday

April 12, 2017

When I first played organized sports, my baseball uniform was made of flannel, a one bar helmet protected my noggin on the football field, and my basketball shorts were too short for anyone to be wearing. I wore those funky-looking Kurt Rambis-type glasses while red, white, and blue sweatbands adore my wrists. It didn’t matter when or where I played, most importantly, I was now part of a team.

I took my share of bumps and bruises, hard hits and hard knocks. I even punished a few opponents,...


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The Promise with Hope!

April 11, 2017
When we think of a promise, we think of the promises that we make to each other. To our spouses we promise to cherish. To the banks, we promise to pay back the money we owe.

In this journey that I travel each day, some have wondered what I have to pay back, or what I might have done wrong previously. But this is just human wondering.

The love that we share with our spouse and family is different than that we share with friends. There is a depth to it that is indescribable. You just know it, fee...
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How $100 Changed My Life & I Never Saw A Dime Of It

March 6, 2017

It was late afternoon on a crisp spring Saturday. I sat in the front row listening to this Preacher’s kid, now author. He was discussing how this book was his attempt to put into words how he thinks, as a gift for his kids from a simple request by his wife. Although he had written poetry and many other items, this was Paul’s first book.

The previous year was devastating for him. Financial hardships included losing his home. In a rental home, he penned his story; a story about love and tr...


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Worry? Who Me?

February 10, 2017
You know that life is treating you well or you are supremely busy when those items you tended to before receive less attention. Not posting in Silver Linings for nearly two months could be seen as one of these two options.

But, in God's time, there are no boundaries, no set rules of when and where. He is. How He responds is delivered in so many ways and at this moment I feel so blessed.

In Philippians 4:6, we are reminded, "Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and...
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"Time is simply how you live your life..."

December 15, 2016
"If I've learned anything through all of this, it's that each and every day is a canvas waiting to be painted -- an opportunity for love, for fun, for living, for learning..."

- Craig Sager

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That Summer...

November 3, 2016

That summer. No one could ever take it away from me. I was leaving second grade and entering third. I was making decisions that affected me for the rest of my life and just talking about that summer evokes magical images. It was a summer that I would first play a sport, Little League Baseball. It was the “Summer of 69.”

For the first time that summer I understood how important sports were in my family. My parents, both born prior to World War II, loved to work with kids. That year, as vo...


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My Angel My Hero 

This is the unedited version of a video that I completed for My Angel My Hero, a non-profit whose mission is to bring awareness towards different social causes such as Parkinson's disease. Here is my story of how faith and my wife are my angel and my hero.

 

 

 

 Our Blog Writers Are...

Parkie


Martin Lukaszewski In January 2014, I was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease. In this blog I will share with you the silver linings of knowing where my life is going, what are my hopes for my future, and how I spend each day.

Caregiver


Jean Lukaszewski I am a Hospice Nurse and have had many patients who endured Parkinson's disease.My plan is to share with you my experiences not as a nurse, but as a wife who with her husband encounter this disease.

 

 

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