Saturday at work while doing my rounds I saw one of our residents pulling out a walker from his auto. I hadn’t seen him for a while and stopped to talk with him. During our conversation I found out why I hadn’t seen him recently. He had been very ill and was hospitalized and then been in a rehab for over three weeks. I felt so bad because I hadn’t known that he was ill. Unfortunately when someone is ill it is not disclosed to the workers. I could tell he was weak and could only say a prayer for his well-being. Sunday came and near the end of my shift I came upon him in the garage parking lot. He was bent over checking the rear of his vehicle, curious I stopped and asked him “Is everything OK? Did you hit something?” To my surprised he said “Yes!” As I approached him I noticed damage to his bumper and light on the driver’s side rear. I suddenly realized as I was approaching him and he was both embarrassed and afraid. Immediately the thought came to my mind “I am here only to be truly helpful! So that is what I did: I made sure he was physically OK, I made sure that there was no other damage to his vehicle that he hadn’t noticed and assisted him to retrieve his walker and make it to his door. As I left the garage I heard another thought “I am here to represent Him who sent me.” OK, OK, then I went to the location of the accident. Yep, I found it because the hedges he had backed into were broken and twisted. Another thought came to my mind “I do not have to worry about what to say or what to do, because He who sent me will direct me.” I was glad that thought was there because I was torn between what I knew I was supposed to do and the fear of getting this old friend in trouble. I went back to the guard shack and called my boss and that is when it all came together. Seems the elderly gentleman’s son is a doctor and had left instructions for us to call him if his father had any problems and had told the office that he had instructed his father not to drive his car because of his health and the medications that he was currently on. I wrote a security report up and was comforted by my boss’s words “they will notify his son and will make sure he (the elderly gentleman) is ok”. I wrote this today because, well, I think I was still feeling tense about the situation. I mean part of me still feels I should of keep my nose out and the other part of me thinks I did what was right. Thanks for listening friends, because I had another thought—“I will be healed as I let Him teach me to heal.” We can be healed if we truly listen to that small voice in our head that we know to be our better self (or Holy Spirit). Craves say JUST ONE and the other voice says NOPE, remember if you are thinking conflicting thoughts just listen to that little voice (you know the one who gently tells you what is right) because he will teach you. Keep on adding those smoke free days. XOXO
