Operation
Those who wait upon the Lord will renew their strength. They
shall mount up with wings as eagles. They shall run and not grow weary. They
shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31
A man
is going in for an operation. The nurses start IVs and clean the incision site.
The transport aides move the man onto the gurney and begin rolling him down the
hall. His wife follows, holding his hand. They reach a pair of swinging doors
and she kisses him and goes to the waiting room. Inside the operating room, the
doctors and nurses perform a well-rehearsed symphony in the sterile
environment. They move together with few words needed, each one doing his or
her part to complete the operation efficiently and safely. In the waiting room,
the wife prays and waits. She fidgets and paces. She drinks coffee and chews
her nails. Finally she gets up and when someone runs out of the operating suite
she pushes her way in. She comes up behind the doctor doing the surgery and
says, “Do you need some help? I think the incision is too big. Are you sure
those stiches are going to hold? They look a little long. You know, while
you’re in there can you do some liposuction? Why are you taking so long?”
What
would you do if you were the doctor? You had gone to school for years. You had
practiced your skills. Here was a woman coming into your sterile, safe
environment, bringing germs, advice and demands. We would never do that, would
we? Unless it is to God. Do you have a loved one that God is working on?
Perhaps it is a stubborn teen or a family member or friend opening a heart to
God. How hard is it to sit in the waiting room and let God do His job? God
informed me that my job while He was working on my loved ones is to pray, sing
praises and love them. I would much rather tell God how He should hurry and
suggest things He could fix while He is at it.
I love
and hate the verse in Isaiah that says, “Those who wait upon the Lord will
renew their strength. They shall mount up with wings as eagles. They shall run
and not grow weary. They shall walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40:31) I love it
because it reminds me that God is faithful. I hate it because it is so hard to
wait. I am a good West Texas girl and
was taught to pull myself up by my own bootstraps, even if I don’t have any
boots. I have to rely not only on God, but on friends who bear each other’s
burdens. The waiting room is a hard place to be. If that is where you are, take courage. The
Great Physician has your loved one in His mighty hands. If you are not there
now, you probably have been and can bear someone’s burden.