I had a rough day yesterday. Yesterday, I had a doctors appointment. Everything was going smooth all the way up to me walking into the doctors office. That's when everything began to shift. Now, I didn't expect this visit to be a poor experience, but it turned into just that. My doctor began to ask me questions, and as soon as I would begin to answer, she would cut me off and either tell me that's not what she asked or go on to her next question-without even looking at me. This continued for several questions. My chart wasn't even current, all the way back to when I was still in service. I thought to myself, "How is that possible? Did they somehow erase everything?"
She has been refusing services for months-any requests I made known for my current conditions. And so after several minutes of her being ingenuine with me, I became frustrated. So, I confronted her about it and that's when she looked at me and sneered, "We don't do easy fixes over here!" That was the last straw. I said, "You people are quick to prescribe drugs that only make my conditions worse, which is an easy fix. But I have been requesting a knee brace replacement for several months and you haven't lifted so much as a finger to help me." She said, "Yes they told me, and I said no, he has to come see me. I'm not going to put it in until he contacts me." I then said, "I did. I called your office but I can never get ahold of you." She said, "No. You have to schedule an appointment, not just call me."
It continued like that for quite awhile, the back in forth between us, until finally she said, "Quit yelling at me, or I'm going to ask you to leave." I became infuriated. She knew she was wrong and she used her position to shame me. She began to play the victim because I was calling her out on being unprofessional, rude and a liar. I said, "I'm not yelling at you. I'm raising my voice because you're not listening. THIS! Is yelling." She kicked me out. I was wrong. I shouldn't have taken it that far. But it didn't stop there. The moment I allowed my rage to reign is when I began to spiral. Guilt and shame began to attack me to the point I had no desire to pray and I couldn't hear God clearly. God is good though. He sent me several random people to approach me and treat me with kindness. I began to calm down and then I called my family.
We do not wrestle against flesh and blood enemies, but against evil in the unseen realms and heavenly places. I didn't cover myself before I left my home. I didn't pray. I stepped out from the hedge of protection God surrounds me with when I retaliated from a fleshly position. I payed dearly for it. There is power in prayer and there is power in the tongue. I pray this lesson I learned can be of value to your faith walk. In Jesus name. Amen. I love you. God loves you. Shalom Shalom
