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Rule Books

It happened again the last time I went in.  I got another new resident assigned to do the preliminary work-up.  Since it was a cornea appointment instead of a glaucoma appointment he had not even planned to check the pressures.  I mentioned that my vision was foggy and my eye felt a little different.  Could that be caused by higher pressures?

    â€śOh no,” he confidently asserted. “Your pressure would have to be over 50 for that to happen, and you would be throwing up by now.”  

    I looked at him and said, “I’ve been at 70 before without symptoms.”  I am not sure he believed me until he went to the next hall over and pulled my other file, the four inch thick one with more notes than he had probably seen on any six patients put together.  He read for several minutes and discovered that the obvious course of action for most patients is the worst course for me, and quietly took my pressures.  They were indeed high.  If nothing else, that day he learned that not all patients follow the rules.

    We can be a little like that inexperienced young doctor when it comes to following God’s law.  We so badly want it all spelled out in black and white for every situation life hands us--it’s so much easier than having to think and examine our hearts.  That’s why we who have led sheltered lives, perhaps growing up in the church as second, third, or even fourth generation Christians who have never had a drink, never let a bad word slip, and never even considered breaking one of the “big” commandments, can be so judgmental about others who still struggle every day.  A young Christian who came from a rough background recently said to me, “People in the church look down on me when I talk about battling sin.  They say if my faith is genuine, it shouldn’t be that way.”  We carry our rule books, measuring everyone around us, instead of using the sense God gave us, and the love and encouragement he expects of us.

    Rule Book people have another problem as well. Despite their protestations of having a true faith because it does so many works, many never truly believe in the grace of God.  Some of these poor misguided people worry themselves silly wondering whether they are truly saved.  They second-guess every decision they make; they are never confident that they are doing well.  Someone has forgotten to read John’s first epistle to them, which he wrote “so you may know you have eternal life,” 1 John 5:13.

    Finally, those folks work so hard to get every little detail right that they often miss the point of the commandment they are trying to follow.  The Pharisees are the ultimate example.  Even though they began with the simple and righteous desire to follow God’s law exactly, they eventually reached the point that they totally missed the focus of the Law.  It became a study of minutiae instead of concept.  I once read a bit of one their documents discussing the passage, “I meditate on thee in the night watches,” (Psa 63:6).  The point of the passage is to be thinking on spiritual things all through the day and night, but the next four pages were devoted to various rabbis’ arguments about how many night watches there were so they could be sure to meditate exactly that many times! That is what happens when you focus only on the rules and never the heart.  Surely none of us wants to be in a group Jesus called “a brood of vipers.”

    Do not misunderstand me.  I believe God has a set of laws He expects us to follow to the letter, but life is not always simple.  Sometimes a situation arises that is not cut and dried.  We have to actually think about what the right course of action is and make the best possible decision.  Sometimes what I feel is right for me may not be what you feel is right for you.  It is not situation ethics.  It is simply a place where God has not spelled things out, but has left us as His children to pray and meditate, and make a decision from a heart of love and good intentions, and then to trust His grace if we have made a mistake.  To do otherwise, or to simply do nothing, would be the sin, and to judge otherwise, would be the self-righteousness Jesus despised.

And he spoke also this parable unto certain who trusted in themselves that they were righteous, and set all others at naught: Two men went up into the temple to pray; the one a Pharisee, and the other a publican.  The Pharisee stood and prayed thus with himself, God, I thank you, that I am not as the rest of men, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even as this publican. I fast twice in the week; I give tithes of all that I get. But the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as his eyes unto heaven, but smote his breast, saying, God, be merciful to me a sinner. I say unto you, This man went down to his house justified rather than the other: for every one who exalts himself shall be humbled; but he who humbles himself shall be exalted, Luke 18:9-14.

Dene Ward

A Word from the Ignorant Generation

If you are over fifty it has already happened to you at least once.  If you are over sixty, it has become commonplace.  Whenever you must tell a younger person a problem you are having, he will instantly have the solution, not because he has experience you don’t, but because you are old.  Every younger generation thinks that way.  You did, too, when you were younger.  

We recently bought a computer.   This new computer was embedded with adware.  We discovered that the hard way when every time we tried to call up a website, including this blog, we were besieged by pop-ups.  If you weren’t quick enough, you clicked on something before you even realized it was there.  Eventually the computer became impossible to even use.  We couldn’t install programs we needed, including Bible study software, or if we did manage to install something it was pushed off the screen enough to make it unusable.  

And so we called in the technicians to help us out.  You know who I mean, those young people who seem to eat and breathe anything high tech, who intuitively know where to go and what to look for when you don’t even know what buttons to push to find out, who speak in a language only they can understand.  And so their directions were just so much gobbled-gook to me, but at least they made enough sense to Keith for him to try it himself.  Still no go.  So he called in a friend, one far more tech-savvy than we, but also close to our age.  He couldn’t do it either.

And so we called the technicians again and told them nothing they said to do had worked.  Well, we must have done it wrong, or so their tone implied, and they went to work themselves.  They accomplished this by gaining control of our computer from offsite.  It’s a little spooky to watch the cursor move without you doing any of the handwork, and have it suddenly type, asking you questions.  It was easy to believe the machine itself was talking instead of a young man a couple hundred miles away.  But it was highly gratifying to watch him have exactly the same problems we did.  I was working in the kitchen and listened to Keith and our friend laugh out loud.  “Aha!” they cried with glee.  “Told you it wouldn’t work!” as if the young man could hear them through all those wires, or in this case no wires.  

I have had the same thing happen when I go to the eye clinic.  All those good-looking young residents are sure they know more than I do about my eyes.  They get ready to do something and I tell them it is impossible with my eyes.  “Sure,” their smirk says, and sure enough they cannot do it and head for the big man himself who puts them in their place.  Sometimes we old folks know what we are talking about.  And sometimes we know enough to keep quiet too.

Which brings me to today’s point.  Please be careful out there when you think you can give advice in an area of life in which you have no, or only limited, experience.  I have heard young, inexperienced, and very sheltered young Christians plunge in with both feet about things like whether a woman should leave, not a philandering husband, but a controlling one; about when a woman should disobey her husband; about the point that disavowing family becomes necessary; about when to administer tough love to a wayward child, and what exactly “tough” means.  These are things best left to people who have been there, or at least to older people who have seen these situations in all their various permutations and realize that circumstances can alter the answer. 

When you give definite answers to things you have no real perspective on, you can damage a soul.  You can give a person an out they should not use, just as Adam tried to use Eve and Eve the serpent. I can’t blame someone else for telling me the wrong thing to do.  But God can blame me for causing someone else to sin with my careless, or ignorant, advice, Rom 14:13.  You know how I know all this?  Because I was one of those careless ignorant people many years ago who was oh so sure she knew the right answers, and many of those answers I would give anything to take back now.

Elihu came at Job as a young man thoroughly disgusted with the older “friends” because they couldn’t answer Job as he thought he should be answered.  “Listen to me and learn some wisdom,” he told them in 33:33.  Truth to be told, he had a few good things to say, but he was not as right as he thought he was, and Job had to offer sacrifices for his sin as well as the three older men.

Please be careful when you hand out advice that can affect not just someone’s life but their eternal destiny.  Just because the answer looks pat to you does not mean it is.  And can this member of a generation you probably consider ignorant beyond all measure remind you—we may well have been there before you.  We have tried to help, believe it or not.  We have offered careful advice, advice that considers circumstances and does not push to have its way because my way is the only right answer.  It may well be that you can fix the problem we could not fix.  But don’t fall into the trap of believing that makes you God’s gift to the troubled.  You just might find yourself more lost than the ones you were trying to save.

Rejoice, O young man, in your youth, and let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth. Walk in the ways of your heart and the sight of your eyes. But know that for all these things God will bring you into judgment.  Eccl 11:9

Dene Ward

Taking the Time

Lucas manages in a supermarket deli.  He had to run to another store, one he had worked in a year and a half before, to pick up something his store had run out of.  Several customers recognized him, asked how he was, told him how much they missed him since his promotion, and asked where he was working.  It made him feel good; what would have done even more for him, was for those same folks to take the time to tell the store manager the same thing or, better yet, go to the company website and send an email to corporate, or a snail mail to the district office.  “Lucas Ward is a great guy.  We really miss him at the Spring Hill store.  He deserves a promotion.”  (If you live in the area, please take careful notes!)

    Lucas tells us that for every compliment, the store receives at least 5 or 6 complaints.  It isn’t because the store is so bad, or the employees. It is because we are all far quicker to complain than to compliment.  When you remember that your words can make or break a career, shouldn’t Christians be far more careful about this?  I have made it a point in the past few years to compliment workers who go out of their way for me.  I also try to speak to a manager or send a letter.  I listen for people’s names and repeat them back at some point.  If you are not receiving good service, you might be surprised at how much better your service instantly becomes when the server knows you can call him by name.  They know you have noticed them as people.   Isn’t that what Jesus always did, notice the folks that no one else ever paid any attention to?

    In our travels to other cities for my medical treatments, we stayed in one hotel twice within a six month period.  On the second visit, the waitress in the restaurant remembered us.  “You are the only ones who ever talked to me like I was a real person,” she said.  “The others treat me like furniture.”  That same morning I left my purse in the restaurant.  Most of our travel money was in that purse, which was why I did not leave it in the room.  That waitress did not know our names, but she described us to the front desk—“A couple from Florida.  The wife is here for eye surgery”—and was standing outside our hotel room door with the purse before I even noticed it was missing.  The hotel received a letter about her after we returned home.  I hope it helped her as much as she helped us.

    Christians should never be the ones making a scene at the supermarket because we opened up the flour and found weevils in it.  Christians simply take it back and quietly ask for a refund or a replacement.  Christians should never be the ones ordering waitresses around as if they were slaves, or barking at every little thing that isn’t just right.  Surely we can ask for something in a civil tone and say thank you when the item is brought to us.  Surely we can say, “I’m sorry to cause you trouble but this steak is a little underdone.  Could you possibly give it another minute or two?”  How much does it hurt to be kind instead of mean?  How much does it hurt to be like Jesus?

    And think about this:  What if that waitress walks into services Sunday morning because she has seen a sign or a tract, or a neighbor has invited her, and there sits the biggest grouch she ever waited on?  What is it the Lord said about millstones and stumblingblocks?

    If instead, she sees some of the nicest people she has ever served, I bet she will be more likely to listen and then to come back.  I had much rather be in that situation than the other.

Give no occasions of stumbling, either to Jews, or to Greeks, or to the church of God: even as I also please all men in all things, not seeking my own profit, but the profit of the many, that they may be saved, 1 Cor 10:32,33.

Dene Ward

Heavy Lifting

Keith has become my porter.  Depending on my condition at any given moment, high eye pressure, foggy vision, post-op, etc, I am not supposed to lift more than 10-20 pounds.  The ten pound limit is a real problem.  A grocery sack with a bag of sugar and a bag of flour weighs ten pounds.  If the bagger adds anything else, I am over the limit.  That makes for a lot of trips back and forth to the car.

    So Keith does a lot of carrying.  He even insists on carrying my purse sometimes, which I assured him weighs only 4 lbs—I checked it to make sure.

    The Lord has promised to carry our burdens, but we don’t want to turn them over to him.  The worries are not that big a deal to give up; it’s all the emotional baggage from the past that for some reason we cannot seem to part with.  You would think it was a treasured heirloom.

    Just imagine the troubles the Lord might have had if people had been so reluctant in the first century.  Just look at the apostles.  How in the world would Simon the Zealot and Matthew the publican have ever gotten along if they had not rid themselves of their “baggage?”  These men came from opposite poles in ideology, and Simon was certainly passionate about it.  Yet they learned to trust one another and get along.

    Yes, it took a little help from Barnabas for the Jerusalem church to accept their former persecutor, the man who turned them over to their tormentors and executors, but they did.  How much more difficult would it have been for the gospel to be preached to all the world if they had rejected Saul of Tarsus?  Would we have so easily accepted this former enemy into our midst?

    How many times do we let our pasts affect how we treat one another?  Can I not trust a brother because a long time ago someone hurt my feelings?  Do I expect the worst of even my brothers and sisters in Christ because in the past someone disappointed me?  Do I judge everyone as “out to get me” because at one time someone was?  Too many times the people we claim to love have to pay for what someone they never even knew did to us simply because we cannot let it go.  

    Jesus expects that when I become his disciple I will put all that extra baggage on him.  There may be times when I am tempted to pick it up again, but if I have taken on his burden—take my yoke upon you and learn of me…for my yoke is easy and my burden is light, Matt 11:29,30—I won’t have room for anything else.  

    So the question is, are you truly his disciple?  Whose burden are you trying to carry today, his light one or your heavy one?  If you are having trouble getting along with someone, especially someone you are supposed to love and trust, I bet I know the answer to that one.   

Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you, 1 Peter 5:6,7.

Dene Ward

Root Canals

These things never happen at a good time, but it seems to me that my two root canals outdid themselves for inconvenience.  
    I had an abscess.  My own dentist did not answer, and his message box was full.  So I spent the morning searching for a dentist who took our dental insurance.  By afternoon I did not care if they did or not—I just needed some relief.  So a new dentist saw me and scheduled me for a root canal the next morning.  That evening Keith had a stroke and I was at the hospital till 1:30 a.m.  
    The next morning, when I considered canceling the procedure, his doctor said, “Go.  Take care of yourself so you can take care of him.”
    That one was not too bad.  It was not the reason tears streamed down my face during the whole procedure,   I know the dentist must have thought I had lost my mind, though, because at the same time I was struggling not to laugh as that old song ran through my head, “I’ve got tears in my ears while I lie on my back in my bed when I cry over you.”  It had been a rough twenty-four hours and hysteria was close at hand.    
    The second time, the abscess started the day before I was to leave with my students for state competition.  When the dentist heard, he scheduled the procedure for the next week, and sent me on my way with pain killers and antibiotics, as well as his personal phone number.  He knew dentists in the city I was headed for and would get me an emergency root canal if I couldn’t hack it.  
    Somehow I managed to accompany 8 art songs, 8 musical theater numbers and 4 piano concerti—about eighty pages of music--even though my students had to take turns holding me up in between.  Or maybe they were holding me down.  The pain killers were doing a number on me and I felt like I was floating.
    That root canal, a week later, did not go so well.  When the dentist said, “Oho!” I was almost afraid to ask.  
    â€śI thought I was nearly finished,” he began, “but this tooth has five roots instead of four, so here we go again.”  
    Then came the next surprise.  That fifth root was covered by calcification.  We did not know that meant that the anesthesia had not reached it until the drill burst through covering and hit that live root.
    I try to make it a rule not to scream in doctor’s offices, but that time I broke the rule.
    The only two ways to fix an abscess permanently are to pull the tooth or do a root canal, emptying the tooth of all live material, then crowning it, so it looks and functions like a normal tooth.  If you don’t get all the way to the bottom, you will still hurt, and another infection will soon follow.  They say in the old days that people actually died from those things.
    Doing that little job is not pleasant, but if you have been hurting as I had been for days and days, it is definitely worth it.
    And pulling it out by the roots is the only way to rid yourself of sin too.  David said in the 36th Psalm, Transgression speaks to the wicked deep in his heart; there is no fear of God before his eyes.  You can’t just put a crown over the tooth and expect it to get well; and so you cannot just put on a cloak of righteousness while your heart still leads you in the same evil direction every day.  You cannot take a pain pill and think that will make your tooth well; and so you cannot just sit in a pew on Sunday, not even every Sunday, and think that is enough of a change in your life to satisfy God.
    You pull the sin out by the roots.  You change your habits; you change your associations; you change your schedule; you change your life in whatever way necessary if you have really changed your heart.  Then you put down new roots, planted deep in your heart as well, but this time roots of righteousness.  When they finally become established it will be as difficult to pull them out as it was to pull out the bad roots, but this time, you won’t have to.

The stupid man cannot know; the fool cannot understand this: that though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they are doomed to destruction forever; the righteous flourish like the palm tree and grow like a cedar in Lebanon. They are planted in the house of the LORD; they flourish in the courts of our God. They still bear fruit in old age; they are ever full of sap and green, to declare that the LORD is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him. Psalm 92:6,7,12-15.

Dene Ward

A Weary Soul

Today is something of a milestone for me.  This is the longest I have been without a surgery in the past four and a half years, and it is still less than a year since the last one.  In fact, in that time I have had six major surgeries and twelve minor procedures, many of them even more painful than the big ones. When I realized what this poor body has been through, plus the fact that I have also gotten exactly that many years older, I felt better about myself.  No wonder it doesn’t take much to wear me out.  No wonder my resistance is low and my endurance minimal.  You might think otherwise, but it was an uplifting moment.
    A couple of summers ago things were really bad.  The major surgery had not gone well.  Complications had set in within twenty-four hours.  I saw the doctor fourteen times in one month and had six more minor surgeries, each one taking more and more out of me.  I was about ready to give up.  We all know where this is heading, and these surgeries do nothing more than push that time a little further down the road—maybe.  When the doctor once again patted my shoulder and said, “We need to do some more,” I nearly said, “No.  No more.  It’s not worth all this pain.  It won’t fix the problem anyway, so why bother?”
    George Orwell once said, “The quickest way to end a war is to lose it,” (Polemic, May 1946, “Second Thoughts on James Burnham”).
    Do you ever feel that way about life?  With all the things happening to him, even Job said, “My soul is weary of my life,” (10:1).  We all experience those feelings.  Illness, financial misfortune, family problems—all these things can sometimes seem insurmountable.  Then, when you are completely exhausted, both physically and emotionally, the temptation is to end the war by simply surrendering.
    Don’t do it.  This war has already been won.  All we have to do is finish it--do the mop up work, so to speak.  
    The problem too often is that we try to go it alone, refusing to turn our problems over to the Lord.  If we insist on that, we have already lost.  We are not alone in this fight.  We have a Savior who understands everything we are going through and who will share our loads.  Look how far you have already come with His help.  Yes, you may be tired, and you may well have good reason to be, but be encouraged by your accomplishments through the abundant help you have been given.  My grace is sufficient for you, 2 Cor 12:9.
    Let Jesus carry those burdens for you.  He has already borne the biggest one, the sin that would have damned you for eternity.  Surely He can handle the others, things which may seem huge to you now, but which eternal perspective will prove small.  Some days you may feel like you are just plugging along, but that is all right too, so long as you don’t give up.

Come unto me, all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and you shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light, Matt 11:28-30.

Dene Ward


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Medical Charts

I saw a new tech at the eye clinic the last time I was there.  Most of the others know me by sight and name, but this one couldn’t pronounce my name, so I knew she had not been there long, and certainly I had never been prepped by her before. 

            She nearly dropped my chart and said, “Wow!  This is a huge one.  Have you been coming here all your life?”  No, just eleven years now.  If I had been going there my whole life, the chart would have been in volumes instead of just three inches thick.

            You see, everything to do with my eyes is in that chart—every test, every procedure, every surgery, every referral, every appointment of which there have been as many as three dozen in one year.  The doctor regularly writes two or three pages of notes at every visit. 

            That always makes me think of that other book being written that does cover my lifetime.  I know there are pages in it I would love to remove.  If I want them removed, imagine how a holy and righteous God feels about them.  Doesn’t that make it even more amazing when we realize that He has taken out so many?    I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, your transgressions, and, as a cloud, your sins: return unto me; for I have redeemed you, Isa 44:22.   I hope when He finished blotting out the bad, it wasn’t totally empty, that there was at least a page or two of good left.

            We sometimes seem to have that mistaken belief, that God has all the good stuff written on one side and all the bad written on the other, and that as long as there is more good than bad, we’re safe.  Wrong.  If He has any bad pages left, that means we haven’t repented of those evil things.  Sin is so bad that it only takes one unforgiven sin to cost us our souls.  When I say to the righteous, that he shall surely live; if he trust to his righteousness, and commit iniquity, none of his righteous deeds shall be remembered; but in his iniquity that he has committed, therein shall he die, Ezek 33:13.  We simply don’t understand the enormity of sin when we treat any of them as small and inconsequential. 

            The next time you visit the doctor, take a look at that chart.  How large is it?  Imagine one a hundred times bigger, and then remember that probably a million or so pages have been removed due to the grace of God, and rejoice.

And I saw a great white throne, and him that sat upon it, from whose face the earth and the heaven fled away; and there was found no place for them. And I saw the dead, the great and the small, standing before the throne; and books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of the things which were written in the books, according to their works…And if any was not found written in the book of life, he was cast into the lake of fire, Rev 20:11,12,15.

Dene Ward

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Advil or Aleve?

            I knew he was wrong.  I had bought more Aleve just the week before, yet Keith was fussing because we had run out and I needed it after surgery.  I pulled myself up out of the chair, went into the bathroom, sat in the floor and began systematically emptying the cabinet under the lavatory, determined to prove him wrong.  No Aleve.  Four bottles of Advil, but no Aleve. 

            So later in the evening Keith handed me the pharmacy flyer.  On the sixth page I said, “Aha!” and showed him the ad.

            He gave me a funny look.  “Don’t you dare buy any more Advil,” he said. 

            I yanked the paper back and looked again.  Sure enough, there was an Advil ad where seconds before I was certain I had seen an Aleve ad.

            “Well,” he muttered, “now we know how we wound up with so much Advil.”

            Please don’t tell me you haven’t done the same thing; it will ruin my illusions.

            Yet too many times we do this with the scriptures, and the practice is not new. 

            If anyone thought they knew God’s Word, it was the scribes, Pharisees, and priests.  Yet Jesus told them in John 5:38, 39, You have not his word abiding in you: for whom he sent, him you believe not. You search the scriptures, because you think that in them you have eternal life; and these are they which bear witness of me.  Notice:  Searching the scriptures is not the same thing as abiding in them.  They searched the scriptures, just as we claim to do, and still didn’t see what was right in front of their noses.  Here is the problem:  You must want to see the Truth before you can see it.

            I wanted to see a sale for Aleve.  The fact that both products started with a capital A, had five letters, including L and V in each, and each came in a blue or blue-ish carton did not make them the same thing.  My pharmacy was not going to give me one for the price of the other, or allow a coupon for one to be used on the other. 

            Do you think it is easy to give up long held beliefs?  I once taught a class where I gave evidence that something they had heard all their lives might not be right.  The tenacity with which they held on to that old belief, trying to find excuses to still believe it, was amusing because it was something that did not really matter.  Yet these were honest women who had time and time again shown a willingness to accept a newly discovered truth.  If that can happen so easily to the honest and sincere, just imagine what might happen if you went into your Bible study having already decided what you wanted to find. 

            You may wind up with a bottle of Advil instead of Aleve, and it just might make a big difference.

But they refused to hearken, and pulled away the shoulder, and stopped their ears that they might not hear. Yea, they made their hearts as an adamant stone, lest they should hear the law, and the words which Jehovah of hosts had sent by his Spirit by the former prophets: therefore there came great wrath from Jehovah of hosts, Zech 7:11,12.

Dene Ward

Out to Lunch

            We are a self-centered and selfish culture.  If you think that has not found its way into the church, you are wrong.  If you think it hasn’t found its way into your own heart, you are probably wrong again.  Have these words ever left your mouth?  “No one came to see me when I was sick/injured/in the hospital?”  There is your evidence right there.

            God meant for us to minister to others every day and in every circumstance of life.  Too often, if we see our lives as a ministry at all, we see it as periods of service broken up by periods when we cannot serve—for example, when we are ill.  In other words, when things don’t come easily, when things are not perfect, we are “on break” or “out to lunch.” 

            If anyone had an excuse for taking a break, it was Paul while he was in prison.  Yet he tells the Philippians that he was fulfilling his mission to preach the gospel, “this grace,” even while imprisoned, Phil 1:5-7.  God recently taught us this lesson of perpetual ministry in a way we will not soon forget.

            Keith had major surgery in May that kept him in the hospital five days.  In fact, it kept me in with him since I can more easily communicate with this deaf spouse of 40 years than anyone else can, and I took care of many basic nursing chores too.  

            We have always made it a point to treat service people as people, not personal slaves or furniture.  Many waitresses have told us they remember us from earlier visits precisely because of that.  We tried to do the same with the hospital medical staff.  We didn’t complain; we didn’t make demands; we took care of our own needs as often as possible, and said please and thank you when we had to ask for something.  We never really thought about that—it’s just something we do because the Lord would have us treat everyone kindly and with respect.

            One night one of the nurses took me aside and asked about our “religion.”  “There’s something different about you,” she said, and gave me an opening to talk with her about the Lord and our church family. 

            Another night one of the nurses stayed in our room talking to us far longer than she needed in order to accomplish her task.  Finally she said with a sigh, “I need to go check on the others, but I’ll be back to talk more when I can.”

            Yet another day, one of the nurses who had been with us for three days was leaving for four days off, and knew that she wouldn’t see us again.  She made a point to come say good-bye. 

            While we were there we handed out tracts and blog cards.  We wrote down church addresses and website addresses.  We gave out email addresses.  Although we had taken those things with us “just in case,” I was shocked at how many we were able to give out, at how many people wanted to talk.  We thought we needed their care, but God showed us how to give it right back.

            What is happening in your life right now?  Don’t assume that you cannot serve when you are physically indisposed.  Don’t hang an “out to lunch” sign on your life because you have too much going on right now to pay attention to anyone else.  What did Jesus do while he was hanging on the cross?  How many did he minister to?  His mother, a thief, the very men who drove the nails, and all of us as he died for our sins.

            Jesus expects us to live as he did, thinking of others’ needs first.  If you have done it long enough, it comes without thought, even in turbulent times, painful times, sorrowful times.  The trick is to do it while things are good.  Do it in the grocery store.  Do it on the freeway.  Do it at school and work and when you speak to your neighbor.  It must become natural in order to come automatically in trying circumstances.  Any difficulty you have, especially when things are easy, is a telling factor—it shows how little you have been working on it.

            Service, first, last, always--and regardless of circumstances—that is the motto of a true disciple of Christ.

I want you to know, brothers, that what has happened to me has really served to advance the gospel, so that it has become known throughout the whole imperial guard and to all the rest that my imprisonment is for Christ, Philippians 1:12-13.

To that end keep alert with all perseverance, making supplication for all the saints, and also for me, that words may be given to me in opening my mouth boldly to proclaim the mystery of the gospel, for which I am an ambassador in chains, that I may declare it boldly, as I ought to speak, Ephesians 6:18-20.

Dene Ward

Legal vs Safe

You know that fellow who pulled out in front of you yesterday like he didn’t see you?  Maybe he didn’t.  In Florida it is legal to drive if one eye can be corrected to 20/40 and the other 20/200, or both at 20/70.  There came a point before my last surgery when I quit driving for awhile, not because I was no longer legal, but because I no longer felt safe.  It’s one thing to value your independence enough to risk your own life; it’s another to risk someone else’s.

            There are times in my life as a Christian that I must make a similar choice.  The world may have a list of things they think a Christian should or shouldn’t do which are not actually spelled out in the scriptures.  I may have brothers and sisters in the Lord with the same mistaken ideas.  In an ideal world, we are all packaged in bubble wrap—nothing anyone else does effects us.  Unfortunately, since Adam and Eve were banned from Eden, the world is no longer ideal.

            The Lord never meant for the weak to rule the church, which is what happens when we allow every little “that offends me” to determine the actions of the church.  For some reason those people only read half of Romans 14:3:  “Let not he who eats [meats sacrificed to idols] set at nought him who does not,” while ignoring, “and let not he who does not, judge him who does, for God has received him.”  â€śOffend” in the older versions means “sin.”  Anyone who uses “I’m offended” to get his way must, by definition of the word agree that first, he is sinning, and second, he is a weaker brother according to that passage,   Maybe I am being cynical, but it seems to me a lot of people would complain a whole lot less if someone pointed that out to them.

            If we all simply refrained from taking part in things we are not comfortable with instead of raising a ruckus every time, the church would, in fact, come much closer to the ideal community Christ gave his life for.  Don’t you think that Simon the Zealot and Matthew the publican, two ideologically polar opposites, still had some fundamental differences even after three years of serving the Lord?  Yet they put them aside to try and save the world.  The problem is that we think our likes and dislikes are more important than the Divine mission we were given by God.

            Like those two martyred apostles, I must occasionally make the decision to give up my rights for the sake of someone’s soul.  No, I cannot worry about the busybodies who observe my life through a telescope just looking to find a flaw.  No matter how hard I try, they will eventually succeed in their task.  And no, we must not allow the mission of the church to be set aside for the stubborn few.  But the question is, what about the good and honest hearts that I personally may affect for the worst?  Driving down my chosen course may be lawful, but is it safe to those around me?  A good question to consider as we go through the day.

And when they came to Capernaum, those who received the half-shekel came to Peter and said, Doesn’t your teacher pay the half-shekel?  He said, Yes.  And when he came into the house, Jesus spoke first to him saying, What do you think, Simon?  The kings of the earth, from whom do they receive toll or tribute, from their sons or from strangers?  And when he said, From strangers, Jesus said to him, Therefore the sons are free.  But lest we cause them to stumble, go to the sea and cast a hook, and take up the fish that first comes up; and when you open his mouth you shall find a shekel.  Take that and give unto them for me and you, Luke 17:24-27.

 

Dene Ward

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