Life seemed to bring on one difficulty after another!
"You must go to the doctor,” said a caring brother.
"Use wisdom in all things;” advice from the comforter.
My wisdom was, “Doctors can't help, so why bother.”
Somewhere in the midst of these conflicting opinions,
two thoughts calmed doubt, fear and the evil minions.
"It's by grace you are saved;” 'tis the Lord's dominion.
"After all I could do,” was my appointed conviction.
The 'Father of medicine' spoke great words of wisdom.
"Let medicine be your food and food be your medicine."
Following his advice, I studied, then added more doctrine,
"Get a blessing.” To outsiders, I knew it was uncommon.
Doing all I could, still, illness lingered, and I asked why?
Did it mean I needed to be more patient or was I to die?
"What more is there to be done?” was my adamant cry;
not willing to go to the doctor because drugs were a lie.
He kindly encouraged me, brother’s desire to be satisfied.
Reluctantly I made an appointment, swallowing my pride.
"Nothing can be done. No drugs!” the doctor verified.
So humbly having done all, upon Jesus I've wholly relied.
Charlene McCutcheon is a 78-year-old wife and mother of seven, grandmother of 30, great grandmother of 20. She lives in Manti, Utah. She loves life and people.