God's Hospital

When I think of a hospital, I think of the doctors and support staff. Doctors who are measuring, evaluating, and prescribing. The nurses with supplies, monitoring, and procedures. Phlebotomists take blood, X-ray technicians take x-rays. Social workers are on call to help the patient with their emotional needs. All these people have one mission – to help the patient heal. That is exactly where I found myself. In need of deep healing, with the only one who could do it.

Recently I found myself in the God’s Emergency Room needing emergency care. Out of the blue, my life changed. What I thought was secure, steady and firm became vacant, absent and gone. The shock brought me to my knees and my heart broke. For three days, I was comatose and could hardly get off the couch. Memories flooded my mind, I had questions and was so confused. My nervous system was so overwhelmed and hijacked, I could barely get through the day. I found myself in God's Emergency Room. I needed to be attended to spiritually, I needed to be cradled and treated with love. God knew I needed clear guidance, strong women, and to be comforted to the depths of my soul. I didn’t realize, how sick I was. 

In God's Intensive Care department, in here, God directs all the decisions, the medications, interventions, and procedures. He puts people into my life at the right time; he is providing activities that support my healing. He is supervising every of every area of my life. Good food, water, outdoor exercise and good sleep, are prescribed. He helps me ride the crest of emotions, thoughts, and feelings. He reminds me to breathe. He reminds me to pray. He reminds me that "this too shall pass", and that I'm going to be ok. Just like the emergency room, I’m here to heal and that is the primary purpose to help me heal my emotions, spirit, heart and mind. 

In Intensive Care it feels like I’m wrapped in a warm blanket, some of the time. When I start to spiral, God reminds me to breathe, that this is passing. He gently says, don’t hurt yourself, feel your feelings. He reminds me that The Serenity Prayer, The Set Aside Prayer and just “please God help me” is welcomed and I’m nudged to pray. 

I’m grateful I’m out of the emergency department, but I’m still in intensive care, taking it one day at a time, one minute at a time.  Knowing that the Great Physician has set everything up perfectly so I can heal and gives me comfort.  Nothing is happening that he does not allow or condone.  He truly is the great healer and knows exactly what I need to get me to the other side. 

I’m looking forward to getting out of God’s hospital. I see myself in the future being more in touch with my feelings, being more discerning with my choices, loving myself no matter what.  I hope to cherish this time of healing and am grateful to get to know my Creator better.  I know now that God is with me every step of the way and the comfort and security, he gives me is beyond anything I could ever wish for.