Strangers In A Clinic

I was at my local clinic to have my breathing test (PFT); for those of you who don’t know what this is it means Pulmonary Function Test.

The waiting room itself was crowded, shoulder to shoulder, there were people coughing and hacking, so being the slightly claustrophobic and germ-o-phoebe I have become since my lung transplant, I decided to move to the check out area to wait. . .there was no one over there and that was just perfect for me.

Who comes along but a woman named Denise who I only briefly met when I stupidly jumped the line that I didn’t see behind me so I could check in. . .she was so very gracious, thank goodness.  So minutes later who comes and sits next to me but Denise.  She was wearing a great looking necklace which was a golden and enameled child just dangling happily from her chain. . .she also sported very beautiful and colorful fingernails. . .a different color for each fingernail compliments of her grandchildren.  They looked awesome!

Denise and I started to talk about many things. . .but eventually we started talking about God and life and attitude.  I like this woman, she is on the same wave-length as me and we talked as though we had known each other for years.  The conversation was robust, fun and comfortable as we shared many things that we like in common.

We talked about how God puts people in your path for a reason.  Sometimes it is just to teach us something and they are gone. . .sometimes they become life-long friends because God wants them to share with each other and their circle of friends what is most important to them and to God.

Denise shared with me that she has 2 sons who are Marines and they have both been deployed in Afghanistan previously and that one of her sons will be deployed at the end of the year.  This is so difficult for any parent.  But she has faith and knows that God has her and her sons in His hands.  Denise relies on the love and faithfulness of God.

We discussed how being anxious and nervous and always wondering what will happen is only wasted energy. . .I know, easier said than done, but truly as mothers and people with lung disease, we understand the power of patience.  Not easy, but so valuable.

I told Denise I was reading the Didache. . .she had never heard of it and as it happens not too many Christians have heard of it.  This book is really interesting. . .it is small and easy to understand with commentary.  I would like to urge you to go to http://www.amazon.com and look for: The Teaching of The 12 ~ believing & practicing the primitive Christianity of the ancient didache community by Tony Jones; author of The New Christians.  I love to read and in that love I learn so many interesting things.  I think you’ll find this to be a good read.

I want to offer my best wishes to Denise.  I hope you see this blog entry Denise.  I would love to keep in touch.  May you be richly blessed as I know you already are!

Sandy Ozanich (c) 2013

4 thoughts on “Strangers In A Clinic

  1. I wonder if everyone who has lung disease get’s claustrophobic. I never was that way before.

    This is a lovely piece with more wisdom embedded in it than might be realized by its brevity and simple clarity. Well done and I do hope you see your friend again.

  2. Hi sandy .. beautiful .. Everything happens for a reason & I believe god does put people in our path for a reason as well, hope you,meet up with your friend again xox

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