last wednesday night, one of our moms who is pretty young delivered. she delivered a 6 pound 8 ounce baby boy. he really didn’t feel like breathing at first after he was born, but caught on in a couple minutes and did fine. the complication with him was that his moms water had broke many hours before her delivery. so he needs 7 days of antibiotics.
those antibiotics are best given IV. on thursday when i started his IV, he was pretty dehydrated and it was a really hard stick. i knew that if i got it, i was going to be really grateful because i wasn’t sure at all how we were going to be able to place it. his veins looked like threads that day.
today his veins looked way better and in my head i was thinking, oh yeah, this will be easy. i can do this. two missed attempts later i was feeling a bit less confident!
he has 3 more days of antibiotics, he really needs to have an IV. on the third attempt, i still felt like i wasn’t going to get it. i closed my eyes (just for a second, okay everyone!!) and just asked the Lord to do this. i confessed that it wasn’t about me or my ability, but it was about this babies need to get medicine. i got the IV and little david got his dose of antibiotics for the night.
there were a few lessons in that couple second prayer for me. one is that the Lord cares, hears and answers.
the other is how often we should make that confession, “it isn’t about me!” we may be a conduit, a force, an opportunity for the things the Lord has to be fulfilled in this world. we are supposed to help His kingdom come to this earth, but it isn’t supposed to be about us.
how often it becomes about us,
our skills,
our job,
our abilities,
our resume,
our knowledge, the list goes on and on. . .
but it isn’t supposed to be about that. it is supposed to be about Him and His glory.
His glory is supposed to be us showing who He is.
Wikipedia in one of the definitions for Glory states “an optical phenomenon produced by light reflected toward its source by a cloud of uniformly-sized water droplets”
that is what it is supposed to be about. we are to reflect light towards it source.
when we reflect light to its source, the world sees Jesus.
I love getting these peeks into your world! I wish you were my midwife.
I totally agree, Melissa. I am called the IV queen on my unit. It makes me feel good that I can get difficult IV’s, but I have to confess, it’s not me. Many times on my way to the room, I will be praying that Gid would guide my hands for the patient’s sake. Praise be to Him!