The other day I was sitting in the waiting room to have radiation therapy observing others around me.
The staff walked around with large smiles and pleasant manners.
All around me heads with wigs that didn't quite sit right were buried in newspapers, word pads and mobile phones.
Someone got up to go and get a cup of tea.
Others were accompanied by a friend or a family member trying not to look embarrassed or worried.
Carol my nurse was browsing some dreadful woman's magazine.
Small polite conversation, faces that conveyed the,” Wish I was not here”, were all around me.
It’s strange how we all deal with different circumstances.
We can say or even think that when the going gets tough we will stand up and be counted.
Where do we really draw our strength from?
Psa 28:7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.
Hang on moment!
Ever tried singing in this waiting room?
I mean it smells of death, this is the last place anyone would wish to come and sit in for a cup of tea or to pass away a few hours in the day.
It's depressive , it's the anti camera,(anteroom) to something else.
Only sick people come here, why would you wish to be here?
Even the colour scheme is appalling,,, not to mention the curtains,,, as for the tea , it doesn't bear talking about.
A young nurse comes and calls my name,
I go and change into some ridiculous gown that lets the wind contact you in places that the wind has no place to be.
Stepping out of the cubical, I hand over my possessions, keys, wallet and Iphone.
The phone bleeps, it’s a text message from Fez in South Africa,,,,, I grab the phone back to read it.
Text message quote,
“I am in the middle of Makuze game reserve, off road and by myself.
I pray that you feel the peace in your soul that this place conveys to me Nigel.
Green, cool , the sound of birds everywhere and a wilderbesast snorting in the distance. No other sounds.
You are not alone. GBU.”
I place the phone back into the bin and climb onto the table,,,,,
the complicated mechanism of the bed and laser lights are adjusted.
The rooms lights go down and I'm left alone,,,, music is softly playing in the back ground; classical as per my daily request.
My mind wanders, I can feel the peace.
10 Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness
God never leaves us, not for one moment, we just have to know where to look for HIM ,,,,,,,,,,,and really,,,
Let me tell you,,,
He is just a prayer away; HE supplies our every need even through the smallest text message from a friend.
Oh,,.and yes,,,, you can sing in this place ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, I did.