What, his glasses slide down his nose, did he hear correctly. He looks at the patient record in front of him. He is a big fan of John Grisham and Lady Gaga, but he has never heard of that request before. Well he says after a pause. Her eyes are droopy, baby pout on her lips, she isn’t feeling great, he wants to help, he is a doctor after all. About to write a prescription for an anti anxiety drug, he remembers a tune Leonard Cohen sang, probably wrote too, the cure for love, at that moment he looks her in the eye, cute he sighs under his breath, as if he is trying to come up with a one liner,that will put her at ease. If it was Saturday night, he might have something else on his mind,but ethics still matter,and he doesn’t over prescribe.
I don’t feel good doc, can’t you do it for me, the new York drawl only makes him heady, he visited the place once, she is cute, he can’t find words, he begins to sweat, she sees his perspiration, she naturally passes him a tissue, what is that for he asks, while sitting back in his chair, her perfume is tickling his nose, and he feels he is losing control. Let me get a glass of water she says. What he thinks to himself. She is at the water cooler before he can stop her. Taking over the office, this isn’t happening. She places the glass of water on the table, there Doc, I think you needed that.
In a nutshell, she leaves the office a little later, a smile on her face, feeling swell as they say. Her heart patches have been found; When you do good for others regularly, that inner pain will disappear. Why you ask, it’s simply this. The inner Spirit has to be fed regularly, amen. The smile, after the deed, feeling good within. As Jesus said, and says, works of Loving Spirit, are the best forms of work available to those seeking entry through the pearly gates, not knowing about it, and doing nothing about it, Jesus tells all, its not knowing me that matters, but doing the will of the Father, that’s what matters. Amen.