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I Don’t Know

As a hospital corpsman in the Navy, I worked in many areas of medical care. Part of my job in Aviation Medicine included physical examinations.

Five days a week at six-forty-five AM, the staff and I began evaluating the physical fitness of active duty, reserve and retired men and women.
We checked vital signs, height, weight and visual acuity. Lab techs collected blood and urine specimens. EKG’s and chest x-rays were done.
I pressured myself to learn the guidelines for the multitude of physical examinations performed in the clinic. Different jobs had different requirements.
A pilot’s eyesight had to be greater than that of an air-crewman. An electronics technician couldn’t be colorblind.
As I typed out the summary of each physical, I had to ask my chief the same questions repeatedly.
One day Chief retrieved a copy of the manual for Physical Examination and Standards. He set the four-inch thick book on my desk. He tapped his finger on it and said, “You don’t have to know all the answers. You just have to know where to find them.”
What do we do when we have biblical or faith based questions and we don’t know the answer?
God has made His manual, the Bible, available to many.
Children’s Bibles begin with soft cloth for infants and hard covers change as a child matures. Teens and college-age students have their own styles. Each of us chose the version and format that help us understand the Word of God.
We each have opportunities to study the Bible be it personal, in a small group or an internet broadcast. God encourages us to be strong in our faith, to study and be prepared to help others grow.
“Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a worker who does not need to be ashamed and who correctly handles the word of truth” (2 Timothy 15 NIV).
In Christ,
Berta
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Today I Wanted To Quit


Once my health stabilized after my injury all I wanted was to go home. Rehab seemed as another world. I felt I needed my church and friends. Even though my body was extremely weak, my doctor agreed to let me go with a promise: “You won’t quit.” I promised.
Going home wasn’t as good as it sounded. At Shepherd, most of my friends used wheelchairs. At home, I was alone. At Shepherd, we all faced hurdles together. At home, I was embarrassed for being a messy eater, needing someone to give me a drink and needing to have my urinary leg bag drained.
No longer tall and independent. No longer able to do it my way. I quit.
Earl made sure I attended every church service at our church and many others. I spent each one lying back in my wheelchair with my eyes closed—trying my best to block out God. I fluctuated between blaming Him and blaming myself.
Still God’s Word penetrated my wall of despair. Scripture filled my mind with God’s desire for my life—however broken and weak. His people loved me when I felt ugly and wretched. They wouldn’t let me quit.
Today I wanted to quit. I wanted to stay in bed and skip church. I didn’t. I cried as we sang the closing hymn, “Just a Closer Walk with Thee”. Yes, close, as in yoked together. Jesus’ yoke is “well fitting” to share my burden. He sculpted it just for me.
I can only survive this physical life by God’s grace and wisdom and the loving Christian women who wiped away my tears and held my sorrow in their arms.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light” (Matthew 11:28-30 NIV).
In Christ,
Berta
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