Well…you asked for it! So here it is.
I’m going to start posting my story from last year, a page or two at a time. I’m calling it:
There Is No Bad Day
Please comment as you read and let me know what you think. Here goes!
Introduction – Explosion
“I DON’T KNOW! I’LL TRY. HELP! PLEASE HELP!” I shouted panicking.
“Try to make it to your front door and stay on the line, the ambulance is on its way.”
“OK”. I said, as I slumped off the bed and crawled toward the door.
I managed to pull the sliding door open from my knees amid moans of “OW! OW! HELP! HELP!” All I could think to do was keep yelling and begging for help. Nan immediately woke up to my screams and rushed into the kitchen. Horror painted her face as she saw my skeletal naked frame screaming in agony crawling across the floor. Moments later a knock rapped on the door…it could have only been a few minutes from when I made the call.
“What happened? What’s going on??” She demanded. The front door swung open as freezing winter mountain air rushed in with four EMT’s.
“I DON’T KNOW! I DON’T KNOW!” I shouted in loud monotone.
“BLANKET! BLANKET!!” More shouting. “WATER! I NEED WATER! IT’S GONNA BLOW! IT’S GONNA BLOW UP!!! BLANKET!!”
“What’s gonna blow?” She asked. “What’s wrong??”
“I DON’T KNOW! MY GROIN! I DON’T KNOW!” Fiercely shivering now and still screaming, they loaded me onto a stretcher and asked for my name and birth date. Explosive pain threatened to burst my penis to pieces. They piled three blankets over me and I rolled out the door and into the waiting ambulance. More questions as they strapped me into place: “What’s your name?” “Aaron Kennard!” I replied. “What’s your date of birth?” they asked. “Didn’t they already ask me that two times in the house?” I wondered. I told them again. “They must be testing to see if I’m coherent. Yes, I’m here! And I’m exploding!! Please help me!!” My mind raced.
One EMT sprayed a pain drug into my nose. No relief. Then the ambulance flew down the road with sirens blaring. “Please God, let me live! I don’t want to die. Please help me!!” were my thoughts. From my mouth came “OW!! OW! AM I GOING TO DIE?”
Nothing like any pain I had ever experienced, I had the distinct feeling death was imminent. I didn’t fear dying for my own sake. But thoughts of my wife and children’s well-being consumed me and I deeply yearned to stay alive for their sake, the thought of leaving Nan alone with our four little kids simply unbearable. Overwhelmed, I could only keep asking, “AM I GOING TO DIE? PLEASE HELP ME!”
In the living room at home, broken and dejected on her knees, Nan sobbed uncontrollably. “Please Heavenly Father! Please don’t let him die! Please let him be OK!!! PLEASE!!”
Why are we here?
Not like ‘on this earth’, silly, I mean why are you and I here together right now via this book?
Our Freedom! This book contains experiences from a year of my life, and some lessons learned. I’m sharing it with you now for one purpose: To give you the gift of freedom.
Freedom from what? Aren’t you already free?!
Well, yes and no. You may live in a free country, and even if you don’t, you are absolutely free to think for yourself.
But I want to give you the gift of freedom from yourself. I want to free you from limiting thought habits and beliefs that are binding you down and holding you apart from the vast, limitless, abundance of joy that you should be and could be experiencing right now. And if you don’t think you have any ‘limiting beliefs’…well…I’ll put it nicely, the fact is you do. We all do. And every moment that we are unwilling to be teachable, correctable, and open to rooting out limiting beliefs and changing them is a moment we are binding ourselves down and holding ourselves apart from our true potential; the potential of unimaginable joy and happiness.
As you read this book you will feel empowered, hopeful, and optimistic. You will feel freer, more alive, and more faithful. You will feel more joy and you will know how to never have a bad day ever again.
That is my promise to you. And if you don’t feel and know those things and your life and existence hasn’t been improved after reading this, then I have failed and you deserve a full refund. And if I gave you this for free, well crap…I guess I’m in debt then right? I’m willing to take that risk though.
But why should you listen to me? How can I be making such bold promises?
Simply put, I’m a happy person who has learned to find joy in easy times as well as extremely hard times. Many people can’t seem to find consistent joy in any times, and are constantly trying to find joy in stuff...which is a futile and endless task. And many more find it easy to be full of joy when everything is going according to their plans, but find it impossible to feel joy when things don’t seem to be working out as well, or they are confronted with major pain, illness, or any number of emotional challenges in life.
I have had the blessing of going through some of the most painful circumstances imaginable, and have witnessed personally that it is possible to experience joy regardless of any of it.
Joy is our purpose of existence. Yet pain in life is inevitable. Doesn’t that make our purpose impossible at times then? Actually no, not when you learn to find joy even in pain. I love this interaction between Wesley and Princess Buttercup in “The Princess Bride” when Wesley tested her faithfulness to him: “You mock my pain!” she said. “Life is pain, highness! Anyone who says differently is selling something.”
There is a lot of truth and beauty in that. How could we experience true joy without knowing its contrast? Pain and adversity are wonderful blessings to us, if seen from the lens of knowing they are absolutely essential to our receiving a fullness of joy in this life and beyond.
I have found immense, indescribable joy, even amidst some of the most intensely painful circumstances. By reading my experiences, my hope is that you will be enabled to experience immense joy regardless of the circumstances you face in your own life. And that you will be able to more fully embrace all your experiences, and see the goodness, beauty, and perfection in all of it; the seemingly good and bad. It is wise to remember that things aren’t always what they seem.
So onward, shall we? Come with me now and let us expose the myth of the bad day. Let’s look at how to experience immense joy regardless of extreme highs or extreme lows. 2012 for me was a thrilling and also terrifying ride, and makes for a great case study in our quest to abolish the bad day and cast it out of our lives forever.