Monday Motivations: What If It Was Your Son?!

I had mixed feeling when I read this story recently. I think you will know what I mean. But I wanted to share it because it conveys such an important message. I'll share my thoughts at the end.

A doctor entered the hospital in a hurry after being called in for an urgent surgery. He answered the call ASAP, changed his clothes and went directly to the surgery block. He found the boy’s father pacing up and down the hall, waiting for the doctor.

Upon seeing him, the dad yelled “Why did it take you so long to get here? Don’t you know that my son’s life is in danger? Don’t you have a sense of responsibility?”

The doctor smiled and said, “I am sorry. I wasn’t in the hospital and I came as fast as I could when I received the call. And now, I wish you’d calm down so that I can do my work.”

“Calm down?! What if it was your son in this room right now, would you calm down? If your own son was dying right now what would you do?” said the father angrily.

The doctor smiled again and replied, “I would say what Job said in the Holy Bible, ‘From dust we came and to dust we return, blessed be the name of God.’ Doctors cannot prolong lives. Go and intercede for your son, we will do our best by God’s grace.”

“Giving advice when we’re not concerned is so easy” murmured the father.

The surgery took some hours, after which the doctor came out happy. “Thank God! Your son will live.” And without waiting for the father’s reply he ran out of the hospital. “If you have any questions, ask the nurse!”

“Why is he so arrogant? He couldn’t even wait five minutes so that I could ask about my son’s condition”, commented the father to the nurse minutes after the doctor left.

The nurse answered, tears rolling down her face, “his son died yesterday in an auto accident. He was at the burial when we called him for your son’s surgery. And now that he saved your son’s life, he hurried back to his family to finish his son’s burial.”

Wow...some story, huh?! I know there are many times in my life where my actions or decisions may seem strange to someone who isn't aware of what is going on in my world. I'm not the kind of person that is quick to tell everyone (or sometimes anyone) about trials and tribulations in my life.

Maybe my actions could be interpreted as irresponsible, selfish or uncaring to them. However, if they knew what I (and my family) was dealing with they would have a very different perspective on it. Maybe, like the Doctor in this story, they would think the exact opposite and call me unselfish, giving and very responsible.

You never know what is happening in someone’s life or what difficulties they are dealing with. This story is a great reminder to cut others some slack. Let's not be so quick to judge. When we judge, we do so with the limited information we have. Experience has shown me that very rarely does anyone truly know what someone else is experiencing in life. Even when we do think we know, we rarely (if ever) fully understand how these experiences are affecting them. Sometimes we find out later, sometimes we never do. Either way, we should assume the best and treat others with the kindness and respect that we would want from them.

Have you ever had an experience where your perception of someone was changed by information you received at a later time? Has it made you less judging of others actions?


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A Heart Attack For Valentine's Day!

Want to give someone you love an unforgettable Valentine’s gift? How about a HEART ATTACK?!

Exactly 10 years ago, I was in the middle of chemo treatments and surgeries for breast cancer. A group of teenage girls from church gave me a Heart Attack for Valentine’s Day. They very quietly “attacked” our house, plastering the front door and walls around the door with hearts full of sweet Valentine’s messages. I'm still amazed that I didn't hear the giggling and shhhh's that were going on as I sat in the living room on the other side of the door.

When the doorbell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone, but it was not completely unusual for a friend to drop by to check on how I was doing and drop off a treat. As I opened the door I saw that it was plastered with hearts. I looked to see who was there...no one! Where a visitor would be standing was a plate of heart cookies. I looked up and saw that the walls of the house were covered in hearts as well.

I just stood there and cried. (In my defense, chemo does a number on your emotions.) But honestly, it was just the sweetest gesture of love from these wonderful young women.

 Sample of Hearts

I wish that I had thought enough to take pictures of the house, but I didn't. But I did keep every single heart that attacked our home. There were hearts of all size, from the size of a full sheet of paper to as small as the end of my finger. There were a variety of shapes; some were carefully measured and drawn, others roughly cut by hand. Some had words written on them, others were plain. One was even glued together to resemble the head of a puppy.

I'll never forget that act of love from someone who cared. It's the best HEART ATTACK I could receive!!


This post is in honor of Rachel (@ccchronicles) and Susan (@whymommy) who both lost their battle with breast cancer yesterday, Feb 6th, 2012. You are remembered.

Question: What act of kindness has someone given you that would be great to pay forward?