Dad and Tiffany

God Blesses Us Through Special People

DRESSED IN ROYAL BLUE SCRUBS, TIFFANY wafted in like a breath of fresh air on a sunny summer day.  Her radiant smile and sparkling eyes brought warmth to an otherwise gloomy atmosphere.  Her playful banter, not only lightened the mood, but made for an enjoyable afternoon while Dad, Mom, and I wondered what she would come up with next.

Surgery is never fun.  When Dad and Mom arrived at the hospital this past Friday, Tiffany was assigned to be Dad’s nurse. Dad was there to have a port placed inside his chest in preparation for upcoming chemotherapy treatments.  From the minute Dad donned his hospital gown and got situated on the gurney, Tiffany’s vibrant personality helped ease the tension of the impending procedure.

Sitting in my corner chair, I observed Tiffany’s gentle mannerisms.  One of the first things I noticed were her kind eyes.  She brought Dad a warm blanket and gingerly draped it over him making sure he was completely covered and comfortable.  Next she tenderly took a strand of disheveled hair and smoothed it back into place.  Her soft, twinkling eyes never left his face.

Since Dad had fasted prior to the procedure, Tiffany wanted to make sure he had something to eat upon his return from surgery.  She offered him several kinds of beverages and a variety of muffin choices.  Dad settled on Sprite and a blueberry muffin.  So she wouldn’t  forget, Tiffany wrote Dad’s choices on the white board that hung on the wall at the foot of his bed.  Again, in order to lighten the mood, she wrote “booberry” and said with a wink it was because Halloween was approaching fast.  This brought a smile to our faces.

Upon Dad’s return, Tiffany cut the blueberry muffin into pieces and playfully shoved the first bite into his mouth.  Then she handed him the Sprite to wash it down.  She set the rest of the muffin on his lap for him to eat and offered to get him another if he was still hungry.

When Dad wanted to know what the port looked like, Tiffany disappeared from the room and returned with her iPhone.  She turned the camera on her phone around and held it above Dad’s chest so he could see the result of his surgery.  Tiffany explained the incision lines and made sure Dad was good with what he saw before taking the phone away.  She patiently answered our questions.

When it was time to leave, Tiffany herself wheeled Dad down to the hospital entrance. She stayed with us until the car was brought around even though it was cool and windy outside.  As Dad climbed into the passenger seat, and Mom behind the steering wheel, Tiffany’s spoke her last words to them, “I’ll be praying for you.”  As they drove away, Tiffany raised her hand to waive goodbye.  Her beautiful smile and glistening eyes leaving a vivid reminder of the blessing we received that afternoon.

While driving home, my mind drifted to Tiffany and her vibrant smile.  I recalled her actions throughout the afternoon.  It was evident that she loved her job, and she was good at it.  I realized I had met God face to face through the warmth, care and love Tiffany exhibited while caring for Dad.  God knew we would all be apprehensive, especially Dad,  and He provided Tiffany to ease our concerns and make us comfortable.  Her professionalism and compassion spoke volumes reminding me of my Savior’s love, care and concern for each of us.  It is through special people like Tiffany that we glimpse the love of our Heavenly Father.  It is through special people like Tiffany that we experience first hand the blessings of God.

Boaz replied, “I’ve been told all about what you have done for your mother-in-law since the death of your husband – how you left your father and mother and your homeland and came to live with a people you did not know before.  May the Lord repay you for what you have done.  May you be richly rewarded by the Lord, the God of Israel, under whose wings you have come to take refuge.”  (Ruth 2:11-12, NIV)

Prayer:  Dear Lord, Thank you for special people like Tiffany who show us through her actions, Your love, care and compassion.  Bless her life and those she ministers to daily.  Help each of us to love like You love and be a blessing to those we meet.  In Your precious Son’s name I pray, Amen.