Stewarding Your Story: The Little Things

The following was originally posted in Sept of 2008.  In sharing our stories, I am reminded that God works in the small ways as well.  He knows our every need and moves in our lives on a daily basis.  This is just one situation where He's blessed our family and written our story.

When my husband switched jobs in January, he took a position that did not offer health insurance.  Although I supported his decision, I was frustrated with the fact that we would have to find new doctors, new dentists, and a new pediatrician.  I had a great relationship with my doctor and dentist, and we loved our pediatrician.  But the job was something that God was leading my husband toward so we took the leap of faith.

Since then, we've enrolled the kids in Medi-cal, my husband has been more careful with his glasses, and I have looked into Family Planning.  Everyone has been getting their check-ups and staying healthy.  The only bump in the room has still been to find a dentist, but we know it will work out.

All was running along smoothly until I returned from a family reunion earlier this week.  I hadn't been home 24 hours when I developed Mastitis.  That's a fun little condition.  If you've never had it, I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.  Very uncomfortable and very hard to recover from with two little ones in the house.  Rather than pack the kids up for a trip to the walk-in clinic, I decided to bit the bullet and pay out of pocket for a visit to my regular doctor.

  A friend offered to watch the kids so I wouldn't have to pay a babysitter and we were on our way.  When I arrived at the doctor's office that morning, I explained my situation to the receptionist and told her that I would be writing her a check.  She had me fill out the paperwork and kept telling me it would just be a bit longer as the doctor was out delivering a baby.

In the end, I saw the Nurse Practitioner who confirmed my diagnosis and promised to write me a prescription.  As I was walking up to the receptionist at the end of my visit, she handed me the prescription and explained that there would be no charge for the visit.  I was shocked.  I'm sure my jaw dropped to the floor.  

I know that the Lord's hand was working in this situation.  I tried to not worry about the Lord's provision in the situation and just do what I knew my body needed.  And through the morning, He showed his faithfulness both in providing a wonderful babysitter and a free doctor's visit.  It's times like these that I wonder how I've ever questioned His faithfulness.  What a blessing this experience was and what a blessing of encouragement it will be as I share it with others.

My doctor, Baby Girl, and Me

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