Posted on 06/12/2022 11:08:17 AM PDT by libh8er
Yes, and absolutely true.
Many years later, when I was a practicing physician, I worked with the doctor--quite elderly by then--who had been my father's physician and who had told my mother, on that fateful night, that my father would not live through the night.
One day, I thanked him for saving my father's life, and I told him that if he hadn't, I would never have known my father.
"He's the sickest man I ever saw get well," he said to me.
If he had died, my mother would have been destitute with two children under the age of five.
He got well, resumed his work, paid for a house and a car, put away enough money for my sister and me to go to college, took us on wonderful vacation trips. My mother miraculously got a job teaching school, which was what she had always wanted to do.
Then, on Thanksgiving Day, when I was 14 years old, my father suddenly and unexpectedly died of a massive myocardial infarction.
We had received a reprieve. His death was delayed until he could get his family settled. Then he went on to the next life.
Miracles happen. Most are not as dramatic as that one. We're not aware of most of them.
One night, as a medical student, I was sent to clean the suppurating neck wound of a man dying of cancer. It was a terrible task, quite gruesome. He kept coughing bloody phlegm as I cleaned the wound. The phlegm got on me.
It was after midnight, and I was dead tired. I also needed to study. I was exhausted.
As I cleaned his wound, he kept apologizing to me for putting me through this. He was so miserable. I wanted so badly to help him.
After one of his apologies, I said this to him: "Let me tell you something. There is no place on earth I would rather be, and there is nothing that I would rather be doing, than this."
It was true.
I think it helped him.
In that moment I loved him as much as I have ever loved anyone--my wife, my children--anyone.
Tears come to my eyes and roll down my cheeks as I tell this, though it was many years ago.
I never saw him again.
Whoa! Heckuva physician.
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Some of our greatest blessings are faith, hope, and charity. I have always known the presence of God, even as a small child. My faith never wavered, even as I watched precious people, even children, die of cruel diseases, even when I witnessed the unimaginable horrors of Dachau. Certainly hope never failed me. The blessing I received from this dying man was the realization that I had been blessed charity, as well as faith and hope. The love I felt for him was as powerful as anything I have ever known. These blessings are like a well, available to all of us, from which each of us can take as much as he wants.
Every moment of life can be as transcendent as that moment, certainly staring into the beauty of a wildflower or a sunset, listening to music, or being lost in ecstasy of love with the beloved, but also in the simplest of every day moments.
Never despair. Keep going. And note tagline.
Made me cry.
Thanks for posting.
It should be, but it won't. There's far too much money to be made in treating cancer than actually curing it.
Could be the end of time?
Although,even a child knows he can’t cure himself.
How inspiring. I would guess that God filled you with His love for both of you.
Yes.
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