In the Master’s Waiting Bay.

It’s the beginning of a new season- a new year for my family as we turn three. I’m sitting in the doctor’s waiting room. I am here for a general checkup, physically and spiritually. I’m somewhat nervous, yet expectant. I know the symptoms. I can predict the diagnosis. I’m in a bad shape but this doctor has never lost a patient who came in for help.

 

I’m in good company. On the wall list, is a number of patients successfully cured by this doctor. Featured are Adam and Abraham who listened to beloved wives and deliberately made wrong choices. There are also Jacob and his wife Rachael- tricksters and deceivers of their individual parents. Mary Magdalene possessed by and finally freed of seven devils stand in bold relief. Rahab the harlot and Ruth the Moabite from a proscribed tribe but both rehabilitated and saved are named as well. Miriam who mysteriously contracts and is healed from her fearful leprosy after laughing at her brother- a man of God, is there. David, even after killing Uriah and taking his wife does not escape my eye from the list. Finally, on the list is a thief dying on the cross-diagnosed with kleptomania and saved at the last minute by the doctor.

 

Yes. As I wait, I take stock emotionally. I realize I need cure. I am impatient, intolerant and unforgiving. Physically my feet are slow to move in god’s service and my voice and speech do not always convey words of hope and love. I definitely want the cure. I need patience both with my kids and with spouse.

 

Spiritually am in even worse shape. My heart has proved desperately wicked. In fact, I need a heart transplant. I have been told that this physician is able to create in me a clean heart and renew a right spirit within me.

 

I am expectant. I am hopeful. I am excited. I can hardly wait. I just know I am in good and safe hands. My doctor’s credentials are the best: who forgives all your iniquities , who heals all your diseases (even corona) who redeems your life from destruction, who crowns you with loving kindness and tender mercies, who satisfies your mouth with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s. I am a woman in need of help, if I am to guide my family on a successful course to heaven.

My name has just been called. I am about to see the great physician.

Pray for me.

Co-authored by Pamela and I