Sometimes I will end the day with thoughts that are
important to get out. Usually I just
write them and put them in my journal folder.
I have chosen that on occasion I will share them with you Dear Reader.
I love my dentist. I
realize that may just convince some of you that your feelings that I am mad are
quite accurate. If you knew my dentist
you would understand why I love him. I
grew up with an almost pathological fear of dentists. An angry dental student threatened me when I
was very young and the fear is anchored in my mind.
When I first moved to the town in which I currently live I
had no insurance and a bad tooth infection.
My dentist agreed to help me and set an appointment to do so. The first person who worked with me that day
was his hygienist, Jenifer. That was
fourteen years and many cleanings ago.
In her kind and reassuring way Jenifer has helped transform
me from needing drugs and gas to get into the chair to someone who looks
forward to the cleaning and the work she so lovingly does. Today was my last visit with Jenifer. She is accepting a new challenge in life that
promises to be enriching for her.
It is what she leaves behind that I value. She has enriched my life. She has given me courage and better
health. She has help validate both my
fears and the need to move beyond them.
Jenifer has made me a better man in some ways. I know that I will miss her on my visits but
I also know she will be benefitting others and have more time for her family.
The other dividend is that I know that she will avert the
fears of others as she did mine. She
will see to it that each person she helps feels valued and cared for. Jenifer I will miss you but I am happy for
you and your new adventure.
Even in this parting I see the beauty and grace this is
following Christ. The change is
bittersweet but necessary. The day ends
the same as it began, with me on a journey.
I walk with people for a space and have the opportunity to see the
beauty and grace created in each of them.
That is what makes the journey tolerable until I get home.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store."
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