I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
I’ve been dwelling on something my new doctor said.
She’d exhaustively interrogated me.
She’d looked and listened and felt.
She’d gotten online and perused records.
We talked professionally and casually.
Then she smiled.
I am certain she smiled because I could see it in her eyes.
Since we started wearing masks in public I am seeing joy, and sadness, and determination, and complacency, in the eyes of people I encounter.
I might chase that rabbit another day.
She said, “You don’t need me. I will see you in a year.”
I’m ok not going back for a year.
But I told her the only issue I had was such an inane statement as “You don’t need me.”
I needed her competence.
I needed her intelligence.
I needed her patience.
I needed her compassion.
I ESPECIALLY needed her encouragement.
All that to say that I pray I don’t see her for a year.
But she left me with an important lesson.
The things that matter are needed and it doesn’t make much difference where we are when we get them.
If I hadn’t seen this new doctor on Tuesday I would’ve struggled to make it through Wednesday.
After I scolded her about saying such a silly thing the smile in her eyes changed to something else.
I think it was gratitude.
Maybe she needed me too.
As our Friend and I were walking along in the early morning I was telling him about my doctor’s comments and my tough Wednesday and my uncertain Thursday when he smiled at me the way he does and said…
“Masks don’t hide things from folks who care to see.”