I spent the night in the hospital earlier this week. It was just precautionary, and everything checked out okay. I might not have gone in if my daughter hadn’t insisted. She’s a doctor in Hawaii, and when she heard about my symptoms, she told Marti to get me to the E.R. right away. She’s actually a Physician’s Assistant, but that’s just not a name worthy of her knowledge and experience. I hate the name. Physician’s Assistant sounds like someone who follows the doctor around with a clipboard, taking notes and getting coffee. She is operating in most cases as a doctor and often outshines them, so I have simply taken to saying she’s a doctor, and leave it at that. I was in the hospital she used to work at before she moved to Hawaii, and her name around there can still part the waters.
I actually got an ambulance ride out of the deal. They needed to get me to their sister hospital a few miles away where they had the proper equipment to run a test, so they had to transport me. I felt like I was in the movies.
Over the course of my stay that night, I never got beyond the Emergency Room, and while we were waiting for a doctor, they brought in a patient who was in such a state that someone who loved this person or must have depended on them for everything was screaming uncontrollably. It was an awful sound from someone who would not be consoled. I’ve never heard anything quite like it. It was a combination of pain and anger that made your blood curdle. Marti mentioned that we should pray for this person and that we should remember that as the sound of real pain.
I’ve thought about that sound a number of times since. This was not physical pain. It was emotional pain. Jesus endured this pain in what He bore for all of us on the cross. It was not the physical wounds that killed Him; it was the emotional ones. It was our pain He bore.
Whatever pain you may have experienced or may be experiencing right now, Jesus knows it. He knew that woman’s pain in the hospital, and He knows yours — not something like yours, but the actual pain you feel, He already bore for you on the cross and put it away forever.