Tuesday, June 5, 2012

The Dark Forest

One patient had refused for weeks to visit with to me, preferring her own pastor, trumpeting her own strong faith.  Last week, to my surprise, she wanted to talk. She told me, 'I drift away from this world and find myself in places I never thought I'd see, surrounded by heathens, and I cannot find my God.' She explained that nothing bad happened to her during these “drifting” times, but they frightened her terribly because things weren't as she thought they would be, making her afraid to die. I felt so bad for her and comforted her as best I could, but I wondered to myself whether some people are so sure of their tiny vision of God that they cannot recognize him when he doesn't look the way they expected.  She withdrew into herself the next day, preparing for her journey, and she left us last night.    I can only hope that she is no longer afraid.

3 comments:

Debbie V. said...

Although I have not updated my blog in months I still enjoy reading yours and others of our age bracket (I'm guessing you are over 40 - I'm 61 - if you can call that a bracket :) Thanks for continuing to post your attempts to socialize and do things - your bucket list per se - I can identify with many of the things you say in your posts and side bar - so it's comforting to know we are not alone.

sue in mexico mo said...

Beautiful post, Gail.

Unknown said...

Humans have from the beginning of time have made gods of their image & their likeness. I feel we each carry an image of our Heavenly Father that looks different from someone else's. When we learn to embrace the treasure of God in each person (that doesn't look or sound like ours) we will see Him for who He really is. Love looks like something.