I've been really negligent of blogging with any kind of predictable frequency. For the longest time my blog has been one of the only ways to share God's work in my life and the journey I've been on for the last 2+ years. God's still working in my life, but my purpose has become clearer and shifted some. For 31/2 hours M_W_F I have an audience that can't get away from me. Being In-center for the third time in less than two years made me wonder if maybe God had something He wanted me to learn from the experience... three times.... doesn't speak well for my grasp of quick-learning. It's as if my blinders have been lifted (figuratively, literally I still could hide my own Easter eggs). The difference between this Hemo experience and the times before is night-and-day.. I'm making an effort to know the names of my 'neighbors' (surrounding chair occupants) and making conversation with my care providers. I've had several opportunities to share with those around me what God is doing in my life and how He sustains me -- and I'm trying to live so others see Christ through me, even on my rough days.
But, just like those around me can't get away from me, likewise, I'm a sitting duck! I felt especially trapped when I came in close proximity to a particularly noisy, immensely disconcerting chair occupant. Moans and groans could be heard coming from the adjacent chair as steadily as a heartbeat, only to be interrupted by whining and loud protests. As bad as I felt for my dialysis comrade, I felt worse for me. I would often find myself praying for their relief and my own peace. It took me a while to see the opportunity God had placed within my hearing. God was giving me the opportuinity to pray for that person and for the care providers, to think beyond myself and for others.
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