Monday Motivator – February 18

Do you like going to the doctor? Many people do not, because something happened to affect their perception of, or the actual reality of their experience.

My mom passed away from throat cancer a few years ago and the experience was difficult for all of us, but particularly my dad. So many treatments, blood tests, examinations, day-to-day diagnosis, and you get numb to the endless array of hopes and prayers as you face the consequences of a fatal disease. Who can blame anyone for feeling tired and dejected?

I just returned from a hospital visit to get a thyroid biopsy. Overall it was a pleasurable experience. I arrived early and got my paperwork handled efficiently at the check-in desk with a polite and friendly woman. I was sent to a second station where a nurse welcomed me, chatted me up, and guided me to changing room to get ready for the biopsy. She checked my blood pressure and heart rate, asked questions about any medications I was on, and got me ready for the processing nurse.

Twenty minutes later, Cat (short for Catherine) came and escorted me to the room where the procedure would take place. She got me situated, asked what sort of music I would enjoy in the background (instrumental jazz and some Frank Sinatra), and waited for the doctor and assistant to come to handle the biopsy. Moments later, the doctor arrived to introduce himself, get to know me a bit, describe what the biopsy would entail, and answer any of my questions. I felt cared for, warm under a blanket, and assured that competent people were going to take care of me. I was calm and confident and waited for the procedure to start.

I trusted the doctor and his team to handle my biopsy and they did. Just as I trusted my surgeon six years ago to handle an arthroscopic procedure on my left knee and he did. I have been the beneficiary of many health-related surgeries and treatments in my life from medical professionals. My family doctor has shared some of his health concerns at times and I have appreciated his transparency and vulnerability. It helps me to see him and others who have cared for me, as fellow human sufferers and overcomers.

Read Romans 1:1-7.

I just finished reading the first part of Romans 1 and I was reminded of how little I consider the humanity of Jesus. Yes, I know he came first as a baby, but I tend to view my Savior as a conquering King, mighty God, and Almighty Lord. I forget he faced life as a real human male. He must have hit his thumb with a hammer, or felt pain when his friend Lazarus died.

It is the same gap I feel between us and Jesus, the Great Physician, but on a much larger scale. Jesus Himself took on our humanity and clearly identified with us. He walked to work, laughed and cried, had to learn to overcome various obstacles that confront us, and dealt with recurring temptations. Because of His track record, I have learned to trust Him.

I have learned that we can be confident that we are not facing stuff that is tougher or worse than Jesus encountered. Whatever the circumstances, He can help me handle it. My dependence on Him is not misplaced.

Think theologically. What things are you concerned about? How can you face them realistically with God’s help? My doctor quieted my concerns about a routine procedure. Jesus understands our fears and He can help us face them. He has been there. With His help, we can address and overcome whatever we face. No wonder He is the Savior we trust.

Love is a verb,

Mike Olejarz

©2019 by Mike Olejarz

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