I was three years old, as I recall. I lived with my parents and brother in an
apartment in Jackson, Michigan. We didn’t
own a car at that time and I remember that when I had a terrible ear ache my
mom called a taxi. The memory is kind of
hazy but I recall feeling miserable and leaning my head against my mom’s arm as
the driver took us to the hospital. At
the hospital the doctor wanted to look in my ear because what had happened is
that my mom had been cleaning my ear with a Q tip at home and I had suddenly
turned and the Q tip had jammed quite far into the ear causing bleeding. Well, the doctor wanted to look and I was
going to have none of it. I resisted
with all the effort I could muster and even with reinforcements of the staff I
managed to hold them off for a time. They
finally conquered by rolling me tightly into a sheet. At that point I resorted to hysterical cries
as they grasped and pressed my head to hold it in place. There were little murmured conversations
going on around me and terrifying clicks and other unidentifiable sounds. I felt the probe going into my ear and I held
my eyes shut as tight as possible. “Julie,”
I heard the doctor say. He said it
almost as a melody. “Ju-lie, guess what I see? I see a bunny.” That was all it took, and my fear went away,
because of one man who knew how to talk to a child.
Even as adults we experience times when we’re fearful
because of the unknown or uncertainty of a situation. We fear a bad outcome perhaps or we’re afraid
because we’ve taken on a new responsibility.
We might be facing something we never expected and we’re wondering how
to get through it. It’s always good to
have someone we can talk to, but of course the best thing to do is to go to God
in prayer. There are many reassuring
words we can hear from people, but they can’t put that calmness within our
spirit. That has to come from the
Lord. There truly is nothing to equal the
healing, calming touch that God provides.
And so as a child I needed someone to tell me in a way I could
understand that there was nothing to fear, but when I became an adult “I put
away childish things” and my understanding became clear because of Christ.
You are so right. I am confronting some intense emotions that I have kept buried deep for a long time. I just emailed my therapist about this and you know what she did? She pointed me towards God. And how He is near to the brokenhearted and can supply the strength we need but lack on our own. The fact that she showed immediate concern for me was reassuring. But it was the message of Christ that she reminded me of that seems to have calmed my spirit. So glad God allowed me to find your site and read your God-centered thoughts.
ReplyDeleteHi, Julie, thank you for sharing this great story, for seeing beyond the surface of the incident and seeing the lesson God had for you in it. This is good and wise. Thanks, too, for stopping my blog. Keep writing!
ReplyDeleteLinda Thomas