Listening to the Urges Within
The other day, yesterday in fact, I went for a walk in the opposite direction that I usually go. I remembered that a friend whom I haven’t seen in a while was probably still in a nearby hospital and thought about going to visit her. I kept walking in that direction and thought about whether I had time before going somewhere else where I needed to be. I noticed a series of notes on the telephone poles along the block. One in particular caught my attention. It was hand-written and photo-copied by someone who talked about the benefits of doing good and how it comes back to repay you with more good. I thought here was an opportunity to do good. First, I had thought of her and second, I had read this note. I could not not go.
I inquired at the hospital desk and got directions to her room. I was feeling guilty for letting so much time go by without visiting her. But I was there at that moment. It was a shock. Yes, it was her but in some ways not her. I introduced myself and it seemed that she focused her one eye on me, her breath coming unevenly and mouth moving but no words. I said hello and sat beside her bed and held her hand and talked about thing s we had done. I think she recognized me, in fact she did speak a little. Then a mutual friend who happened to be a patient in the hospital, came in and we all visited together . When this woman fell asleep I went to see where the other woman was staying and promised that I would come and see her first and we could both go together to see our friend.
I did talk to the nurse and asked what her situation was and she was honest and said that my friend is getting “end of life” care. I went out from there elated that I listened to the inner urge. Yes I felt guilty for not seeing her in so long and I felt sad that she was dying but I was also thanking God for putting it in my thoughts to visit her. I felt good for doing good.