And Jesus said unto them, I am the Bread of Life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst. (John 6:35)
At first, I had to have an injection every two weeks at the place where it is given, but now it is every four weeks. When I first met the nurse who would administer the injection, she was very caring. I cried a little because I was nervous about what would happen afterwards. She asked me if I had ever had an infusion before. I told her that this was my first time. She comforted me with kind words and a hug. As I wiped my tears, I was thinking, “Does she know Jesus? How am I going to tell about Him while I am going through this?”
The nurse said that two injections would be given at the same time. I then met the second nurse who would help administer the injections. She too was very kind. They are both in their late twenties. How sweet it was to have these two young women serve the need at hand in my life.
In my heart, I was thinking “How do I tell them about Jesus?” It was around Thanksgiving. While we were waiting on the nurses as they prepared the injections, my husband was distracted by the loud TV noise in the place. I listened for a moment. The show that was on was all about food and lots of hype.
Right before the nurses administered the injections, they wanted to divert my attention to something else by making conversation so that I would not focus on them about to poke me with two needles.
They instructed me to take a specific position to make the injections go easier. As I did, they asked me what I was going to do for Thanksgiving. Praying, I took courage in the Lord to take the pokes. As I was receiving the injections, I told them, “That TV show is all about the hype of food! Nothing about thanking God for His Son Jesus. Noting about thanking Him for all his blessings; having a job, health, family, friends, it’s all about eating. Nothing about the bread of life, the Son of God who gave His life on the cross for our sins.”
The nurses became very quiet. Neither of them said anything. I took a firm heart in the Lord for His strength to get through the injections and hoped in Him that what I had said was moving their hearts to know the Saviour.
Afterwards, the nurses were very caring, making sure that I would be comfortable and doing alright. I had some light headedness, then nausea. During these moments of the unknown, Jesus stood right by me and held me up with His right hand of righteousness as His saints were praying for me.
I kept thinking about the nurses’ souls. I didn’t sense the Spirit of the Lord leading me to say anything else. I would have to wait until the next time to see how they might react to me because of what I had said.
The next time that I saw them, it was about Christmas time. I met another young nurse who would be drawing my blood. She spoke lightly of things in order to make sure that I did not get overly concerned about anything.
I had a small gift for the other two nurses on my lap. When they approached me, they glanced at them. I said, “They are for you. But, I will give them to you after the you give me the injections. They smiled. We laughed as the three of us prepared for the needles’ pokes.
Afterwards, I settled and said to them, “This gift is not a girl-thing. It is not the usual gift of excitement, but it is one that you need.” I handed them the gifts that were inserted in a paper made Christmas house. As they opened them, they said that they loved the little houses. They took out the boxes that contained a devotional. They kind of just looked at it. They didn’t know what to say. I explained that the devotional reading was not a thought or a story of the day, but that it was God’s Word.
They opened the little books and looked inside them with curiosity. The first nurse that I met had shared that they saw a lot in the work that they do. I can imagine. I told them that reading the devotional every day would help them with all they saw and experienced daily. With a concerned look in their eyes, they both said, “Yes.”
Then, I asked them if they knew Jesus as their Saviour. The nurse that I first met, said “I was brought up Catholic.” My response to her was, “I understand that because I too was brought up as one. But, I want to ask you, have you ever asked Jesus to be your Saviour?” Her reaction was, “ No, I haven’t.” I took courage and said, “We are going to pray together for you to know Him personally.” My husband and the other nurse were standing right next to us. The nurse and I began to pray. She received Jesus as her Saviour, giving her life to Him for His glory. We rejoiced! I then, immediately turned to the other nurse. She was smiling and excited. I asked her, “How about you, do you know Jesus? She said, “Yes, M’am. I know Him. I have also attended a very good church for many years.” I said, “Well, now you have a new sister in the Christ. “She was so excited!” The three of us hugged.” It was a sweet and blessed time!
The next time that I saw them, the same nurse that drew my blood the last time did so again this time. As the two nurses had finished administering the injection, this nurse came into the room with some ginger ale. She bent down to give me a hug. I was so surprised. She too is in her late twenties. I asked her, “Do you know Jesus as your Saviour?” She quickly responded, “Yes, I do.” And, she shared about the church that she was attending and the young people that she was now mentoring.”
I was so blessed to know that God had sent another Christian young woman to care for me during this time. Now the two Christian young nurses can encourage the new young Christian nurse who just believed in Jesus!
I had a Christmas gift for the two nurses. This time it was a “girl-gift”. After the injections, I gave them their gift. They were so surprised and loved it! The three of us hugged sweetly as they thanked me.
When I see them again in February, I will have a Valentine’s gift for the three of them! I will share about the love of Jesus. How blessed I am to have three Christian nurses to care for me and to encourage them in Christ!
“Abba Father, I am in need of your strength. Help me to focus on the nurses as you help me to get through this. Jesus, lover of my soul, soul Saviour, thank you for strengthening me to tell of you during the moments of receiving injections. Thank you for saving the nurse! This is the greatest gift, a soul for your crown! Thank you for giving me three Christian nurses to help me get through this time. I can’t wait to see them again to continue to encourage them to know You deeper. Thank You, Jesus for giving me the opportunity to encourage these three young women that they may live for You!”