What it means to “get it”

I love hearing from people that I “get it”. When someone tells me that expression it means that I understand the situation to the point where they don’t have to explain themselves. I know that it’s frustrating for me when I have to explain myself to people over and over again. I know that I feel most comfortable when I am around people that “ get it” or more importantly “get me”. Who doesn’t like being surrounded by people that love them and get it?

There are certain life experiences I have had that I seem to “get” more than some other people. I have been through a brain tumor. I know the pain of that diagnosis, the scans, the waiting, the surgery, and the physical therapy, the not knowing about being able to go back to your old job, and the big scar on your head. I get it.

I know the feeling of not being able to hear. I know the sunken feeling every time someone makes a hearing joke. I know the humiliation when everyone is laughing at the same “what?” joke as if I have never heard it before. I get it.

I know the exhaustion of having twins. I know the overwhelming feeling of not sleeping for weeks and the pain of just putting your head down on a pillow only to hear the other kid start to cry. I get it.

I know the pain of divorce. I know the loss of dreams. I know the hurt I caused and the hurt caused to me. I hear the whispers from people. I know what it feels like to want to do the best for my son and letting go of things I can’t control. I get it.

I know what it feels like to hear the words “You have cancer”. I know what it feels like to be alone and scared that you just got handed a death card. I know the feeling of looking at hair falling off, chemo brain, bruised IV arms, waiting for scan results, mouth sores, unwanted weight loss, and endless bathroom trips. I get it.

I don’t want to be a big downer here. I get it. There are plenty of other things I get too. I know what it feels like to be a dad. I’m not talking about having children. I’m talking about these kids know that I would do anything for them. They know what they have in me. I get it.

I know the feeling of finishing an Ironman triathlon and marathons. I know what it feels like to work so hard for something knowing that people think you are crazy. I know the feeling of doing something that most people will never do. I know how the tears feel building up as you cross that finish line knowing that the time on the clock does not reflect the size of a person’s heart. I get it.

I know that I have great friends and family. I know that I have close friends who I could call at anytime of the day, who have seen me laugh, heard me cry, and love my company. I’m truly blessed. I get it.

I know what it feels like to be truly in love. I know that God put an Angel on this earth just for me. I feel the sun rising and falling in her eyes. I know the feeling of snuggling in bed at night, to have her head laying on my chest and know that there is no place in the world that I’d rather be. I get it.

I know what it feels like to have someone die for you. I know that I am a sinner and that Jesus paid my debt so that I could be free. I know that I constantly disappoint Him but He loves me and continues to show me forgiveness and grace and another chance to do better. I get it.

All of these experiences make me the person I am. I’m not the person that I was a long time ago and I’m not the man I want to be yet. Lord willing I will be that man someday but I will never stop trying.

Philippians 4:13 “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me”. I get it.


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