Lizzie’s energy lit up the room. When I walked in, she greeted me with an enthusiastic, “Hello, Paul!” She was sitting up in bed, bouncing with excitement. Jen, her art teacher, had just arrived and they were about to begin a watercoloring session. Lizzie’s face was bright, and her zest for life was infectious. Everyone in the room was warmed by her glow.
So different from the sad, frightened child I had seen a couple of months ago when I first met her. Injured in a serious car accident that had claimed part of one of her limbs, Lizzie was traumatized not only in body but in spirit as well. What a shock for a child of seven to go through! What a shock for anyone to go through. At our first meeting Lizzie was huddled under the sheets, tentative, almost afraid to engage anyone new, like an injured animal licking its wounds.
Slowly at first, she began bit by bit to adjust. Her mother, Sarah, was by her side constantly, encouraging, supportive, present. And the medical staff couldn’t have been better. Not only the doctors and nurses addressing her physical injuries, but also the child life specialists, physical therapists, chaplains and others who provided emotional and spiritual support. Also family friends, relatives, and her church community all stepped up.
Today was to be our last visit, and we both knew it. Lizzie was to be transferred later that day to a different hospital, where she could receive additional, specialized care. It was a joyful visit, and when it was over she gave me a hug.
Walking away from the room, I felt a sense of joy at the progress Lizzie had made, along with a twinge of sadness that my role in her care had come to an end. I also marveled at God’s ability to mend that which is broken – to bring healing and wholeness to injured bodies and spirits.
I treasure my brief association with Lizzie. In our visits, I sought to provide spiritual support, but I also received a blessing from God through her. For that I am thankful.
Blessings to you, Lizzie. May God strengthen, sustain and guide you all your days.
Author:Paul Riddle
