Playing the Hand You’re Dealt
“Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.”
Three weeks ago I woke up with a new hip. This was my 4th major orthopedic surgery in the last 15 years (two on my back, one to fix a torn ACL, and now a total hip replacement). I’m only 45, so what gives?
Well, God gave me an Ace of Hearts for a wife, but a 5 of clubs for a back.
See, all my injuries stem from a pretty bad lower back formation, which I inherited from my father’s side. And there’s not much I can do to change that. But I can learn to manage it. Exercise, stretching, treatment, medication, meditation—these are the daily elements of managing chronic pain.
My Ace of a wife cannot hold my back against me, with any integrity, but she can call me to account for how well I’m choosing to manage it.
In the same way, you have probably inherited a mixed hand of life cards. It’s not the hand you’ve been dealt, however, that really matters. Anyone can wish for a different hand, and everyone’s usually an expert at playing other people’s hands.
Learning to play the hand you’ve got is the only way to go, and the only way to grow.