The human body is so very fragile.  It is opened to influence by the physical, the mental, spiritual, and emotional.  It can be battered just as strongly by hurricane winds as it can be by the longing for a missed lover.  It can be healed through rest and medication, just as much as it can be healed through prayer and joy.  The human body is our anchor to this particular plane of existence, and though the average body will have experiences beyond measure, it is only a fleeting moment within the tumultuous river of time. 

When we are young, it almost seems that our body is beyond the reach of any harm, and is capable of boundless energy and creativity.  But as we grow older (and for some, wiser), the terrible realization dawns on us that we are not immortal.  That there will indeed be an end to what our bodies are capable of doing.  There will be an end to the jumping, running, and even walking.  And for most, that end comes overwhelmingly too soon. 

We often lack the knowledge of our own mortality until it is too late, until the cure is almost beyond reach.  Then, it becomes a fight against father time, a fight that mortals are almost always doomed to loose.  But the key word is “almost.”

As fragile as our bodies can be, it is also capable of much wonder.  When comforted with the love of our family, friends, spouse, or children, the body’s ability to heal is beyond miraculous.   A focused mind, a fulfilled heart, and a tranquil life often brings speedy healing to the most deadly of diseases.  They physical elements are not the only influence (bad or good) that can affect us, the many other facets of existence cannot be underestimated.  Body, Mind, and Spirit.  United as well, all things are possible.