The funniest thing happened to me this morning and got me thinking ….and thanking.
Two of my nephews are on mid-term break so they are on holiday at my house. I noticed yesterday that the younger one had a fever and no matter what I gave him it just did not budge and I know better than to self medicate so early this morning I bundled him off to the hospital. As soon as the nurse triaged him and saw how high his temperature was they quickly medicated him even before the doctor came in.
So we sat in the exam room waiting for the doctor. A knock on the door and in comes our doctor with a face mask
The doctor comes in, washes his hands, sanitizes them then sits down.
“Good morning mummy, good morning little Man. I’m sorry about the face mask. I’m battling a cold and a sore throat so in order not to pass it to the children I need to wear the mask while examining him.”
I smiled and nodded because I understood but that’s not the only reason I smiled. It kind of took me back to a time ….
A time when I was frantic, fretful, fearful and infertile. A time when I was still running from pillar to post.
“There’s a doctor here…”
“There’s a doctor there…”
I was desperate to change my situation and I was ready to do whatever I had to do or see whoever I had to see medically. So when a friend of mine told me there was this miracle doctor who was a specialist and a christian I knew this was it. So with a heart full of faith in this doctor I went with my friend. He examined me. Gave me some tests to run, and asked me to bring my husband for some tests. Of course if you’ve been following this blog or if you were at WWW2013 IMELA you would have heard my husbands response : the famous …
Abraham’s body now dead…
But that’s story for another day or for my book actually …#mildredgototheant
The real gist here is that after I spoke to the doctor I was really hopeful. I felt this was it. He was a fertility specialist and a christian doctor if anyone was going to help me achieve my twins David and Davida (that’s what I was confessing at the time) it had to be this doctor…
My darlings this is why I’m laughing so hard…
I was still busy trying to convince my Pk to come with me to do all the tests he was required to do that this doctor was different. He knows what he’s doing. Blah blah blah!!! You know all the convincing drama we women can get down to. So anyhow it wasn’t really working but I was hoping that with persistence I would wear him out.
So anyhow I went to visit this friend who had recommended the doctor to me and met this lady and we got talking and became friendly. I saw her business card Davida ventures or something like that and I gushed about how I loved the name and she said oh! That’s my daughter’s name. My twin babies David and Davida a boy and a girl.
I said “oh! My God twins? I really need to sow into your life.” and rushed off but I noticed my friend looked at me funny. So when she walked me to the car. I said “so you have fertile ground for me sow since you come de hoard am? David and Davida? Twins? Same name? Ah! This is too much accuracy”
“My sister ” she said calming me down before I got even more excited. “Don’t you know that lady? ”
I said “No”
“Hmmm that’s your doctors wife and she speaking by faith. They are still believing God for children”
I literally heard the Holy Spirit laugh out loud. Or was it my guardian angels?
Of course my Pk laughed at me till I almost cried. That was one of the many ways God used to get my attention about not going the medical route but the real lesson or should I say message in all this is what I’m thankful for today.
Aren’t you glad that we serve a God who cannot be stranded. Who needs no help from anyone. Who cannot be sick (like my dear doctor today ) if the one who I run to for healing needs healing too am I not in trouble?
I’m thankful that I serve a God who needs no aid or support. That’s enough to make me smile
Thanks to all my cheerleaders