This week was spring break at the college where I am employed part time, and I had it all planned out. While many of my colleagues were planning beach trips and other spring break outings, my plan was to spend the whole week doing the work I love so much, practicing the laying on of hands and changing lives through Chiropractic care. Now since my hours at the college had just been reduced even further, I was planning to increase my practice time from 2 1/2 to 4 1/2 days per week after spring break anyway.
To be totally honest, it did cross my mind to stay at 2 1/2 days the week of spring break and enjoy some down time on the other days. I could have easily done that since I did not have any patients scheduled on my off days. However, the voice of “reason” convinced me that since the college was no longer my primary source of income, I should do the “responsible” thing and start the 4 1/2 day week early. Because of our location we tend to attract quite a few walk in patients, so I figured I could at least gain a few new patients on the off days. Sounded like a great idea to me.
Monday morning rolled around and we were all up and preparing to head out the door. Suddenly my 4 1/2 year old son who was in the bathtub at the time began to cry saying that his tummy hurt. He asked me to pray for him. I am almost ashamed to admit that I prayed a rather halfhearted prayer once I got him out of the tub, handed him his clothes and told him to hurry and get dressed because mama was running late. A few minutes later when I came to check on him he was lying on his bed still naked and crying. It was then that I realized that he felt rather warm and it occurred to me that maybe he was really sick. The thermometer confirmed it. His temperature was 102.8, and so I knew I would be staying home with him that day.
At first I was kind of resentful (Not proud of that attitude either) that his illness was ruining my plans. I spent the entire first day frantically trying to nurse him back to health so that I could get back to the office as soon a possible but it didn’t happen that way. In fact the fever proved to be more stubborn than I had hoped and for three days his temperature fluctuated between 101 and 104 degrees.
Sometime on the second day, Matthew 6:33 came to me: “Seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.” The light suddenly came on and it was as if the Holy Spirit was asking me at that moment, “What is more important, the work you love, or the child you love?” Instantly I was was humbled and convicted by my selfishness and misplaced priorities. After all, this was the child I had prayed long and hard for, my miracle baby, conceived late in life. I never imagined I could love anyone so fiercely (taking nothing away from my dear husband of course) until I gave birth to my beautiful baby boy. While I do believe that pursuing our calling can be a work of the kingdom of God that brings glory to him, it also says in the Bible that anyone who fails to take care of the needs of his own family is worse than an unbeliever. One thing I was certain of… I did NOT want to be that person. Plus, what values would I be communicating to my son if I put all of my time and energy into taking care of other people’s needs to exclusion of his?
From that point on my attitude changed from one of seeing his illness as an obstacle to pursuing the work I love to giving my best in caring for and connecting with the child I loved and being present for him. On the third day although the fever had not yet broken, he felt well enough that we were even able to enjoy a short mommy and son outing. At the end of it all, I think he really appreciated the one on one time with mommy, and I appreciated the down time and felt blessed that I was getting to spend both quality and quantity time with him.
So what does this experience have to do with natural health and wellness? I believe that one of the ways to achieve abundant health is by freely and unselfishly loving and caring for others, beginning with the ones whom God has entrusted to our care. Caring and nurturing my son in this way, not only helped him to heal but I believe God also used that time to do a special work in my own heart.
I am happy to report that my little man is all better now and today (Thursday) was my first full day back at the office. I was also blessed to witness the “and all these things will be given to you as well” part of Matthew 6:33 in action today. Today was my busiest day ever since I first started back into practice in January and I even started 6 new patients in addition to my regularly scheduled ones. The take home from this experience and what I am learning each day is that Father really does know best, and that even in pursuing my calling I should never become so focused on the gifts that I fail to stay connected to the Giver of every good and perfect gift and become insensitive to his voice and his leading. Selah!