Hope

Most mornings before getting out of bed and that first cup of coffee, I say Thank You Lord-I am Yours,let everything I say and do glorify You.I have found when I do that my attitude is so different.My intentions will be purer.Not my will but Thy will be done.So this day began as any other.One patient after another.As I told Justin a few weeks ago sometimes the best medicine is not medicine at all-it may be a smile,the touch of your hand on their shoulder,or a silent prayer sent up on their behalf.I had first seen the man 6 weeks ago.He had enough health problems for several people and he was losing hope.On our first visit he talked about his headaches and tightness in his midback.The thing that really got my attention was when he said his lower back was his biggest problem but it was too bad for me to even touch him.Those are the times when I have called out to God what shall I do-be my hands ,guide me Lord.So we began.A divine appointment that would effect us both in different ways.Now the man walks in with a smile on his face,looks me in the eye and says ...I had lost hope but I have a life now thanks to you.For a moment I think back to all the events that had come together to put me on this path-an encouraging wife,selling our house and a building in one week,the Owens moving out of the "pink house" after living there 20 years,and of couse driving from Rome to Life everyday for almost 4 years.It truly was a leap of faith on a path made by God.Now almost 30 years later I am still amazed how God uses us especially those of us that should have been discarded or who seem so unworthy.As the man prepares to leave I tell him how thankful I am that he is doing better and that I am grateful to have had a hand in the process.