When you think you have learned life’s lessons, more come.
There are things we all know, but sometimes we forget in the busyness of daily living.
Things like there are sick people in the hospitals we pass by on our way to work, on our way to fun events.
Things like we have no promise of this afternoon, this evening.
Things like suffering: the drive-by shootings, the lady who delivers a baby she knows will be dead upon delivery on Mother’s Day weekend, the open heart surgery patient who might not make it.
We shudder sometimes and turn away from stories that make us sad. But in those stories and people is where Christ lives every day.
In the suffering of others He is found.
Sometimes a story is related that is sad. I meet a family member
or patient who is tired or scared or hurting.
But, I haven’t seen anyone yet that didn’t draw me closer to God.
And isn’t that what He wants?
He wants us to be like Him when we can: to notice the sick, to check on them, to realize that when we do, we find Him, too.
He is present in the joy of others, but He is also present in their pain. He makes himself known in mysterious ways, but He is there.
Another lesson along the way: people are people no matter where they work or in what capacity. No one is spared from tragedy or drama for very long.
They come to work anyway.
These are people who teach your kids, pump your gas, change your IVs, hold your life in their hands.
They are not exempt from pain and suffering. They are not God.
We are all on a journey and we each must travel the road in front of us as it appears. It’s good to be reminded that dark road could be around the corner.
That’s what you learn.