Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Private Conversations


            I must say this week is been very trying however like many things in life I have noticed that what is cherished today is often taken for granted tomorrow. I did not know whether to make this into a blog or a quick posting. You can obviously tell what decision I made. First let me say, I believe that people are brought into your life to help you accomplish specific goals. I would postulate that we are not here alone and to propagate that we are, would do a disservice to our celestial proprietor. The proof for my theory is grounded in a beautiful experience I had this week.

            It was Friday and I had just got in from work and decided to lay down and take a quick nap. My pleasant slumber was interrupted by paralyzing cramps that would not allow me to move. After about 30 minutes, I received a brief five-minute of release and that is when I reach for the telephone. This event is what induced the first of my two-part hospital stay. I refuse to bore you with the details of my diagnosis or why I was cramping because that part of the story is not the beautiful part. That’s only the catalyst that allowed me to experience my awakening.

            As a laid in the hospital bed and looked out my large picture frame window at the city, I felt like I would never feel like “David” again. It was at that moment that I felt something inside me die. This was the moment in my journey that I decide to close my eyes. So I found the brightest light in the city focus on and I began to slowly give up. This is when something miraculously occurred. After a few hours, I slowly began to notice that there was someone sitting in the chair the whole time. Had I talked myself in to some posttraumatic mind altering state?

            No, this was different. I recognize this face. This is my coworker, Doug and he has sat in the chair all night praying for me while I slept. When I came to I asked him “is everything okay?” He just laughed and said “yeah man, you’ll be okay”. I did not want conversation nor was he there to give it he was just there to pray. His presence told me that he was having business with someone else in the room and I was only there as a spectator. I now understood the comfort that he brings our patients on a day-to-day basis.