The thoughts, feelings, and expressions of my heart relating to how God is growing me up.
Friday, July 22, 2011
doctors
Today I went to get blood taken and the woman who was signing me in was asking me all of the typical questions, address, phone number, date of birth, etc... and then she asked me "what is your religious preference"...I was so caught off guard, at first because they made it sound like an airplane menu--"what is your meal preference", then I was curious if they were legally allowed to even ask that, followed shortly by the thought that 'I am Christian of course, I believe in the truth...duh. While juggling these thoughts I lost track of what was actually coming out of my mouth, which turned out to be: "Jesus". So, Jesus was my religious preference ha, ha, funny and interesting response in the moment and yet true. I then proceeded to laugh at my self and corrected myself by saying Christian...., which was then followed by the thought that worried me the most...is there something I should be worried about? Are there some serious risks I should know about before getting my blood drawn? Then the humor faded and the seriousness of the trillions of things that could be wrong with me began to flood my mind...I hope nothing is seriously wrong with me, I hope whatever it is, that it is treatable and manageable. Lord, I place whatever this is, totally in your hands.
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