Monday, June 28, 2010
Prayers in the Dentist Chair
This afternoon I had an appointment with my most favorite person in the entire world...NOT! I had to go back to the dentist. This is why I don't like going to the dentist in the first place. As soon as you let them get in there and look at your teeth, they always want you to come back so they can fix something. I had to have a filling and let me tell you I thought I was going to die just when he gave me the shots to numb everything up. Ouch! Then, as he started his drill he said, "Tell me if something bothers you." Before he even got the drill to my mouth I said, "It's bothering me." To which he replied, "Yeah, I figured." Well that was my attempt at humor with the dentist. My dentist is very dry so that was as good of a reaction as I could expect.
Anyway, I found a way to get semi-comfortable, OK well maybe comfortable isn't the word, but I can at least tolerate the sound of the drill. Today as I was laying back in the chair with my mouth opened much wider than it was ever meant to be, I prayed for those hands that were drilling my tooth. I prayed that the Lord would bless this man that works to keep my teeth healthy. I prayed for all of the people that work in that office and for their families. As I prayed, I realized that my focus wasn't on the uncomfortable situation I was in, but it was on God and how big He is. My mind was focused on others and their needs. Before I knew it, the drilling was done. My how things change when we stop worrying about ourselves and think of others. I have done this before when I was in the hospital and had to have unpleasant medical procedures and tests. I always pray for the doctors and nurses that I come into contact with, but today was the first time I thought about praying while at the dentist.