“The steps of the godly are directed by the Lord. He delights in every detail of their lives.” Psalm 37:23 (NLT)
I woke up last Friday with the worst pain I have ever felt. My tooth was killing me. Not only that, but the whole left side of my face was swollen! I looked like Droopy Dog! I immediately called my dentist!
Looking back the whole thing was kind of comical, minus the pain. Let me try to draw a word picture for you.
The dentist receptionist answered the phone, “Good morning this is Dr Elder’s office. This is Leslie. How may I help you?” Me, “My name is Jayne Evans. I haven’t been to the dentist in years. I am a former patient of Dr. Hixon’s.”
Ok, quick insert. Dr. Hixon had been my dentist since I was 8 years old. He had retired and Dr. Elder had taken all his patience. Back to the story.
Here’s where I start crying, “My tooth is KILLING me.” Really, I am sobbing here. Sweet Leslie says, “It will be ok. Can you be here by 9:15?” It’s 8:43 am and I am literally still in my pj’s looking like the cat just dragged me in and I live at least 40 minutes away and I need gas in the car, so of course I say, “Yes, I can be there.” We hang up.
I call her right back and sweet Leslie answers again, “Good morning! This is Dr. Elder’s office. How may I help you? This is Leslie.” Me once again sobbing, “Leslieeeee, this is Jayne Evans again. My husband and I are under-employed right now and I don’t know how we are going to pay for this.” Leslie, so graciously says, “Come on in and we will work something out. We want to see you before the weekend.” “Ohhhh, thank you!,” I say.
I fly upstairs to wash my hair and change clothes. I don’t even bother with make up. It won’t make me look any less like Droopy Dog. Then I tell Dillon where I am going and out the door I go. I do stop to get gas and fly to get there ASAP. Made it at 9:30.
As I walked in a wave of relief washed over me. I told them who I was and the tears started flowing again. They were so kind in reassuring me that everything was going to be ok. Thankfully I didn’t have to wait long. You see, my tooth had been hurting me on Thursday, too, but not as bad. Thursday was Dillon’s cross-country region race, his last race of the year and I didn’t want to miss it. I had popped more ibuprofen on Thursday then I should have in the preceding 72 hours and on Friday I didn’t want to take any more. I was already feeling funny and I knew it was from too many ibuprofens. So, Friday I was bearing the pain. When I walked into the office, I was glad to see a beginning of the end.
Dr. Elder saw me, took x-rays and told me I would have to have an oral surgeon take it out. Of course my mind went straight to how were we gonna pay for this. But, I could not keep going like this either. Again, Leslie came to my rescue. She told me about CareCredit. It’s like a credit card for medical needs. Now, the last thing I need is a credit card, but this is only for medical stuff so I can’t just spend it on wants. And it was the way for me to make payments instead of having to pay it all at once, which there was no way we could do. Again, I broke down into tears. This people probably thought I was nuts! But, this time and really all the times before, I was crying because I was witnessing how gracious my Lord Jesus is by working out details I had no solution for.
My day and adventure didn’t end there. It was only 10:15 in the morning. I’ll tell you the rest of the story tomorrow.
Father, thank you that you delight in every detail of my life.
Read: Psalm 37