Just some reflections looking back over the last 5 years as a chaplain.
I have the power God gives me. The power to be: myself, a child of God, to be present.
That is my power.
I do not have the power to fix. I do not have the power to solve. I do not have the power to make tears stop forever, or wounds heal, or eyes open.
Maybe I can witness the Power and the Glory of God do those things through my patients. But I do not have the power to fix them or solve them or make them understand. I am not a band-aid. When I allow myself to be applied like one, when I think I will bandage all the wounds and heal all the hurts, I become useless.
But I need not be useless.
I am not powerless.
I am myself.
I am a child of I AM.
Here I am, Lord. Send me.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Hospice Thoughts
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3 comments:
Welcome to the blogosphere, dude! Leanna forwarded your address over to me. If you don't mind, I'll post a link to here on my blog. Might interest a few people in what's going on in your world.
Scott
Good to see you online again, Chris. Don't be a stranger! (Or at least, any stranger than we normally are.)
Hey Scott! Good to hear from you. And hey, send me your email too. Thanks for the shout out!
DM, I'm getting stranger all the time. I'm actively soliciting it, in fact. Thanks for popping in. Darkmark, everybody, was the sharp-eyed reader who noted that I'd, well, sent you all the wrong address when I invited folks to check out the blog. He pointed this out immediately, despite the fact that I've owed him a phone call for months. He's a class act and a great writer - check out his domain on my list of links. Thanks again, DM!
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