When I first took my job, I vowed to never become
de-sensitized. I did not want to lose perspective on what I thought was
meaningful or difficult for someone else.
I work in a cancer department.
How naïve can I get??!!!
Yes, I guess I have become a bit de-sensitized. It is the
only way to continue living without sobbing in my cubicle every day. I do not
want to lose myself in the midst of crazy, heart-wrenching tragedy that sweeps
through the office every day. It hurts too much to bear the load of other
patients and families grief, much less my own.
Because life is not fair. This truth is made evident to me
when a patient of only 20 years passes away in his sleep because the cancer
infesting his body was too strong. Jesus took him home, where he definitely
belonged. And then right in my cube, I broke down as I started to think about
the family who had just lost someone. A family who is so happy to have their
son home with Jesus, but so devastated because it means they have to live
without him. That pain is too close to my heart. I want to wrap them all up in a
blanket of peace, for that is what I always wished for when I was young.
Peace from the pain.
It is a stop-you-in-your-tracks kind of moment. Where else
can you be reminded of the fleeting days of this earthly life so regularly?
Please, someone else give me an example…
I know, I’m getting too deep. A little dark, perhaps.
I just have to write it out. Put these feelings into space
because they are too much for me to carry alone in my heart. Jesus wants us to
look to Him for strength and guidance during these times of tragedy and still
during times of happy pleasure.
Well, today is an icky one. And I am looking to Him to get me
through again until tomorrow, when the light will rise up from over the lake
and shed a beautiful new day upon my soul.
Cheers to those already with Jesus!
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