My sister had a host of medical issues growing up. She had painful procedures done. As we sat in the waiting room before every appointment, she screamed! These were not your run of the mill screams. She screamed from the inside of her soul! If you were on the outside of that doctor's office, I am certain you could have heard her scream. It always made me nauseas. I felt so helpless for her.
Years later I went off to school with hopes of being an Occupational Therapist. I had to shadow a therapist so many hours to get into the O.T. program. My second week at the clinic, the therapist was putting a hand splint on a elderly lady. She was in extreme pain. You could see it all over her face. She screamed in pain and the therapist didn't stop. I will NEVER forget that ladies face. I couldn't do that to people. Even if it meant that it would help them later. I couldn't stand the painful screams!
Tonight I got on a bus with a bunch of kids. There was a child on that bus that got upset. He screamed. His screams did not match the situation. It was as if he was screaming from the inside of his soul! He screamed the entire ride to his house. I believe to have that much anxiety and anger inside yourself to scream like that is heartbreaking. I am praying, in a new way, for that child and his family.
I hate painful screams! I believe God hates them too! On this side of eternity we are going to hear painful screams. Let's be people that others find comfort and compassion in.
