Can You Just Trust Me?

It was broccoli. One sturdy piece of broccoli. Dinner was lovely until I bit down on that evil floret. And my tooth let me know that something was terribly wrong. Sharp pain and a very long night of trying to find a dentist that could make the pain stop. I was desperate. Broccoli won the battle that night but was not going to win the war.

I posted on Facebook my need for a dentist and got wonderful recommendations and prayer and support. It was so encouraging and I needed it because I am afraid of the dentist. Very much afraid. For many reasons. So I prayed the Lord would guide me in who could/would see me.

And I had a first choice because this one name kept popping up in all these recommendations. One doctor that many of my friends said was wonderful - and it turned out that was the same recommendation that my husband had for me.

So I begged, pleaded, Lord let it be Dr. Jarboe that can see me right away, first thing in the morning. What were the odds that could happen? She’s busy. There are lots of people who need her. But I was so afraid and in lots of pain. And she said she could see me. Amazing. Big prayer answered. So you’d think I’d have some confidence now, right? Nope.

On the way there, I was in so much pain I broke out into a cold sweat. The traffic was terrible. I was wondering if I would make it there on time. Finally.. I get there on time, another prayer answered, and I’m greeted by a staff of the sweetest people. Big smiles. Cheerful. Relaxed. Kind. It soothed me. And then I met the doctor. She was simply one of the loveliest. So kind and gentle and motherly. She knew I was afraid and talked to me with calm reassurance.

But when she tried to put that clamp on the tooth with this latex flap in my mouth, I felt the anxiety rising. I asked if I could sit up. Well... it was more like hand signals accompanied by drool indicating I needed to sit up. So they raised the chair up for me and I thought... I can’t do this. I can’t. 

And this dear, accomplished, gracious doctor said to me, “Do you think you could just trust me for a few minutes?”

Boom. It was like the Lord was speaking right through her. I nearly sobbed right then and there. Why do I still have fear and doubt when He graciously answers my specific prayers? How much more does He need to show me, that I will unclench my hands and surrender? Yes I can and will trust for a few minutes. 

One day at a time. One piece of broccoli at a time. 

There will always be battles and broccoli and reasons to be afraid but fear is not what God has given to me. This isn't about the dentist - this is about my life! I am tired of being afraid and trying to control everything. How about you? Do you think you could just trust Him for a few minutes?

“The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.””
Paul, Romans 8:15

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