If I’m your nurse, I will do my best to stand in the gap for you.
While my hands are busy drawing blood, giving medication, or cleaning you up . . .
While my eyes are assessing you and the monitor displaying your vital signs . . .
While my ears are listening to the requests and complaints alike . . .
While my mind does its best to filter and organize all the information, to process what has happened and what needs to happen next . . .
My heart, my soul, is talking to our Maker on your behalf.
If you come in as a trauma, and I can grab ahold of any part of you—whether it’s a shoulder, a hand, or even a foot—I will lay my hand on you and call upon the true Savior of the world.
If you’re a family member—arrived and watching the chaos unfold, unsure if your life is about to turn down a path you didn’t expect—I will stand with you and plead the blood of Jesus for comfort and guidance through the grief and fear.
Before you ever enter the room, as I’m cleaning it between patients, I’ll pray over the bed you will lie on, the equipment we’ll use on you, and for heavenly peace and comfort to cover the room.
I’ll pray for guidance over the doctors, nurses, and various healthcare personnel taking care of you.
I’ll stand against the ungodly spirits. I’ll pray that the chains of addiction break. I’ll remind you that God has a plan for your life after you’ve tried to end it. I’ll pray for protection over your body, healing of your illness, and ease of your pain.
Even if you attempt to pour your urinal on my shoes due to the amount of alcohol in your system, I will pray for you.
I love it most when I get the chance to pray with you. As Matthew 18:20 says, “For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.” But even in the silence of the physical world, there is communication happening in the spiritual.
Sincerely,
A nurse who knows it’s not by my strength or knowledge or skill, but by the blood of the One who gave His life on Calvary that brings true healing.