Today I was put to the test by that activity which Americans love to hate: WAITING. I showed up for a
9:00 AM pre-op appointment at the hospital and waited until a clerk was ready to see me at 9:35 AM. After answering her insurance questions, I was sent back to wait some more until finally at 10:10 AM I was ushered back to the nurses for blood work, an EKG and more questions. Along the way, I was thinking of other things that I needed to be doing while a tide of impatience began to rise in me. Somewhere between the waiting room and the nurse’s cubicle, I remembered Paul’s words in Romans 12:12, “Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.”
That was a needed attitude adjustment. Instead of fretting over the time I had to wait, I could exude some joy and be a blessing to the people I met. I asked the nurse how she was doing. She told me she had a nagging headache, so I asked her if she would like me to pray for her. She seemed surprised, but said, “Yes, please do.” After I prayed and we finished the business at hand, she escorted me to anesthesiology. When we arrived at our destination, she thanked me for caring enough to ask about her and pray for her. Then she promised to pray for me and my upcoming surgery.
Waiting for the anesthesiologist was easy now, because I was focused on Romans 12:12. Since there was no one to talk with while I waited, I decided to use the quiet time to pray. After talking to the “knock-out doc” it was off to x-ray where I waited again for a chest film. While waiting this time, I encountered a brand new radiology tech named, Elizabeth, who was at her first day on the job.
She was nervous, but somehow we survived the ordeal and she got her two views of the old chest done (even though she had to redo the bi-lateral view due to a slight procedural error). I was able to patiently encourage her and wish her well. Since she was new to New Bern, I asked her if she had found a church yet. She had not and I was able to recommend Temple Baptist to her and told her to look up the PA from my ortho practice who is a member there. On the way out, I made a mental note to ask the PA (who is a committed follower of Christ) to follow up with her.
At the end of my two hour plus stay on the pre-op tour, I left refreshed rather than upset, because God’s Word had done its rebuking and refining work in my heart. WAITING doesn’t have to be a terrible experience; it can be a time of personal revival.
But those who wait on the LORD
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40:31)