I once saw a birthday card that began its greeting with “Everything I love in life is illegal, immoral, or fattening.”
July 13, 2018
I admire doctors. They have a depressing job. Every patient has a complaint. While I understand that their satisfaction comes from helping the sick, I find the profession as exciting as spending the day looking down human drainpipes. Dentists also have a depressing job.
Thank God that these people step up to the plate and fill the need.
“In an effort to cheer up a dentist who was looking a little down in the mouth, I placed a plastic cockroach on my tongue.”
In an effort to cheer up a dentist who was looking a little down in the mouth, I placed a plastic cockroach on my tongue. Although she was wearing a mask at the time, when she asked me to open my mouth wide, I could tell that hers did also when she spotted the little beast.
The first time I met a new doctor, he looked into my ear with a mini microscope. After 30 long seconds, he removed the little device, stood in front of me and said, “I would like you to grab the earlobe and pull it down firmly.” So that’s what I did. I reached out, grabbed his earlobe, and pulled it down firmly.
Many years ago, I was having back trouble and was diagnosed as having an impressive-sounding “spondylolisthesis.” This is a common spinal disorder in which a vertebra slips forward onto the bone below it. When the specialist told me that I should refrain from heavy lifting, I asked if he meant mowing lawns and gardening. He did.
From then on, when I spoke at churches, I would often apologize for not standing during worship, explain how I couldn’t mow lawns, etc., and asking them not to pray for my healing.
Some years after my diagnosis, two doctors studied an x-ray of my back because I was having some pain, and told me to do a certain exercise. But the pain grew worse to a point where I could hardly stand behind a pulpit.
“Secular experts tell this sick world to bend the wrong way. They misdiagnose the disorder and therefore cannot provide the cure.”
One day a concerned nurse called and said to stop the exercises because the doctors just realized they had told me to bend the wrong way.
Secular experts tell this sick world to bend the wrong way. They misdiagnose the disorder and therefore cannot provide the cure. Their advice is so wrong in so many areas, the first Psalm promises God’s blessing if you and I don’t walk in the world’s ungodly counsel.
This is because much of what they say comes from a sinful nature that deliberately rebels against what they know the Word of God says:
This [superficial] wisdom is not that which comes down from above, but is earthly (secular), natural (unspiritual), even demonic. (James 3:15, Amplified Bible)
So, support your local doctor and dentist and try to cheer them up as you complain about your pains, and be sure to take anything this world says with a grain of salt.