by Melissa Henderson
The appointment with my new spine doctor had been scheduled the previous day. Arriving at the building, I noticed an elevator and stairs to reach the office on the third floor. Choosing to take a healthier option, I walked to the stairs and began the climb. I was proud of myself for making a good decision for my body and heart.
As I was already running behind for the appointment, I picked up the pace and climbed the stairs a bit quicker than usual. First flight of steps, then, the second, and finally the third. By the time I reached the door to the medical office, I was out of breath. A thin layer of sweat formed on my forehead.
Trying to gain my composure and hopefully, not breathing too heavily, I approached the check-in counter. A lady behind the plexiglass asked for my name and insurance information. My mind was racing. Heart pounding, breathing in and out quickly, I tried to calm myself and provide the items requested.
All was good. Check in complete. Finding a seat in the waiting room, I began taking deep breaths in and out in hopes of relaxing. I prayed and asked God to calm my mind and body.
Only a few moments until a door opened and my name was called.
“Let’s take your blood pressure first.” The friendly nurse pointed to a chair where I could sit.
The blood pressure cuff was placed on my arm. In a short time, the nurse asked, “Are you okay? Your numbers are high today. Are you on any blood pressure medications?”
My response began with a laugh. “No. My pressure is always great. But, I must share that I just walked up those three flights of stairs.” We both laughed and agreed the pressure numbers were most likely due to my climb. The nurse suggested we try again after the visit with the doctor.
Sitting in the room, I began reflecting on my breathtaking exertion. I had put my heart into each step in anticipation of reaching the top.
How often do I put that kind of energy and dedication into sharing the love of Christ? Have there been opportunities to share the good news with joy, stopped by my decision to wait until another time? Have I ever been so enthusiastic that my breathing became rapid with excitement and my heart raced with anticipation of sharing His love? Have there been moments when I couldn’t get His message out fast enough?
Today and every day, I want to be ready to share the love of Christ. In Acts, just as Jesus was about to ascend up to heaven, He gave the apostles their assignment: “…You shall be my witnesses both in Jerusalem and in all Judea and Samaria, and even to the remotest part of the earth” (Acts 1:8b NASB). A witness is someone that has personally experienced something. All we need to do is tell what Jesus has personally done for us. Accepted us just as we were. Paid for our sin with His life. All an expression of His great love. All done in grace.
What might feel awkward to us may just change the course of someone’s life.
The next time I visit that doctor’s office, I plan to climb the stairs again, only maybe a little slower. I will be ready to share the love of Christ no matter where I go.
“The Spirit of God has made me; the breath of the Almighty gives me life.” Job 33:4 NIV
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About the author: Award-winning author Melissa Henderson writes inspirational messages laced with a bit of humor. With stories in books, magazines, devotionals and more, Melissa hopes to encourage readers. Melissa is the author of Licky the Lizard and Grumpy the Gator. Her passions are helping in community and church. Melissa is an Elder, Deacon and Stephen Minister. Follow Melissa on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and at http://www.melissaghenderson.com
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