I’ve told you all about Dr. Y. before.
She was an absolutely horrible pediatrician whom we saw when we first moved to Indiana. I used to dread well-child check-ups because she was such a bad fit for us. Anyway, one of the “perks”, if you will, of having given birth four months early is that an excellent, high-demand doctor in our community opened up a spot on his patient list for our family– having a very special needs baby meant we were given preferential treatment and bypassed a massive wait-list.
Dr. Z. (and, yes, I realize it’s funny we went from Y to Z) was fantastic. I absolutely loved him. One of the things I’ve always said I loved most about him was how, when he first met C., he just shook his head in awe and said, “Twenty-four weeks, huh? This little girl must have had a whole lot of people praying for her.”
At the time, I absolutely loved how a DOCTOR gave glory to God and not just, well, science. Don’t get me wrong– he was very much a medical doctor who used science and medications on a daily basis. But I loved that he didn’t consider that the be all and end all.
Over the years, many more people have echoed those sentiments. “That’s the power of prayer!” “She’s an answered prayer!” “She had so many people praying for her!” And so forth…
Honestly, I’ve always nodded and smiled. “Yep,” I thought, “all true. She really DID have a lot of people praying for her and we believe whole-heartedly that God had and has a plan for our little C.”
But, lately, it’s started to bother me a bit.
My heart feels a little funny when I hear those remarks.
Because, you see, while there may not be anything at all wrong with what people say about C’s case, the implied flip-side is incredibly upsetting.
I think back to Nathaniel and I realize why it just doesn’t fit–
While the glory should, indeed, go to God, we can’t establish a direct correlation that states:
Lots of Prayer = Saved Baby
That’s just not how it works. It’s not that simple.
Would C. be here with us had she not had so many people lifting her in prayer? I’ll never know.
But I know for a fact that there are babies who don’t make it who had just as many prayers being said in their names.
There is a greater plan– this I know.
God doesn’t make mistakes– I know this, too.
But I’ve also learned that our words are important and we need to realize how, even when what we say isn’t hurtful–
what we imply could devastate another.