As Fun as a Root Canal

Recently I drove to the Chicago area to visit my regular dentist. Actually there’s nothing regular about him, since he’s a specialist in root canals. Normal mouths don’t have a “regular” root canal man, and I’m not proud to say this procedure was my sixth.

Admittedly, the process is less of an ordeal than it used to be in the ‘70’s with those pin-like screws being hand-turned into the nerve and then yanked out again and again. Today’s specialist labored behind magnifying goggles and worked on my tooth with power tools through the eye of a microscope.

After 90 minutes of having had my mouth open, I was finally standing at the front desk with the doctor. “Here are two packets of quadruple strength ibuprofen. Take one right now. Also, I’m giving you a prescription for Vicodin, should you need it. And because we found so much infection, you’ll have to take antibiotics for a while.” He shook my hand and told me to have a nice afternoon.

I thought about my poor, battered tooth. A back molar, it had faithfully done its job without complaint until a couple of months ago when a dull ache started calling for my attention. When I didn’t respond, the ache grew worse and swelling started in the gums, along with occasional sharp pangs. While I was still thinking I hadn’t flossed well enough, an abscess had taken hold. And today the raw truth came out.

Nothing stays hidden forever. God says he’ll bring everything into the open one day, all of our secrets. Nothing escapes his notice, and eventually he’ll prove it to us by showing us (and others) what’s been going on “in the dark.” How goofy to think we could ever pull the wool over God’s eyes or sneak under his radar.

Just recently I learned a friend’s husband had taken up with a woman at his office. He’d kept the relationship under wraps until recently when, against his will, the truth came out, breaking my friend’s heart and destroying their marriage. He thought he could live with one foot in each world, keeping secrets from both women.

To live uprightly when no one’s watching is God’s challenge for all of us every day. Just as he saw my abscess hiding deep in my jaw in its early stages, he sees every choice we make and each action we take, even “in the dark.” For some, the consequences of revealed secrets may be so severe, they’ll long for the simplicity of 90 minutes with the root canal doctor.

“Woe to those who go to great depths to hide their plans from the Lord, who do their work in darkness and think, ‘Who sees us? Who will know’?” (Isaiah 29:15)

The rocks rock!

The desk where I sit and write becomes messy quickly and needs frequent de-cluttering. Even when I’ve filed all the papers, put the pens and glasses away and removed the dirty dishes, there’s one item that always stays: my Scripture rocks.

Scripture rocksWhen Nate and I first heard that his cancer would take his life, we resisted accepting what we’d been told. I remember the morning after his diagnosis. My sister Mary had rushed from the Chicago area to Michigan to do what she could, and that next morning I found a beach stone sitting atop my kitchen counter with her writing on it.

It was a Scripture passage meant to encourage both Nate and I, which it did. (“A Rocky Road,” October 10, 2009.) Two days later I found another rock, and over the next few weeks, nine more, always when we needed them most.

In addition to the Bible verses on each one, the stones were a continual reminder that our lives were built on the solid Rock, Jesus Christ. It helped to know when life became unstable, that this firm foundation would never be shaken.

California earthquakeEarlier this month northern California was rocked with the most significant earthquake in 25 years. Some people lost everything, and others were frightened by the continuing threat of further quake episodes.

Most of us walk around thinking we have a measure of control over our lives. In reality, it doesn’t take more than a few seconds to shake us badly, either physically (an earthquake) or emotionally (cancer). Both can come without warning. Both can snuff out lives. What, then, is unshakeable?

My Scripture rocks.

The words they represent have the power to remain standing through natural disasters, diseases and everything in between. From those verses, come some unshakeable guarantees: the Lord is a stronghold in times of trouble, a firm place to stand, my refuge, a strong tower, a Rock eternal; he wipes away my tears, restores my soul, puts a song in my mouth; he’ll never forsake me, will set me on a high rock, will not allow me to be shaken.

But we were shaken by Nate’s cancer, and the citizens of Christchurch were shaken by the earthquake. So are these verses lying? No. They’re describing truth that applies to our hearts, souls and minds, the real us. As Nate discovered during his last days, everything was taken from him except one thing: the Lord. Earthquake victims learned that same reality this week, and eventually we’ll all experience it.

Heart rockThis truth makes us tremble until we look at what Jesus said on Mary’s heart-shaped rock:

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not be afraid.” (John 14:27)

Poor Job

Job.A while ago, our ladies Bible study went through the book of Job. The first chapter left us breathless watching 4 of Job’s servants deliver nonstop bad news. In 7 verses we learned that this exceedingly wealthy man had lost 11,000 farm animals, all but 4 of his scores of employees, and his 10 precious children. Later in the story he also lost his health.

As the Bible study leader began, she updated the group on the health of two hospitalized men from the congregation. Both were not doing well, but that wasn’t the end of it.

Part way through our morning, the other pastor arrived to say one of these men had taken a turn for the worse, his family being summoned to say goodbye. We talked of the two wives who were suffering too, and the woman sitting behind me whispered, “It’s too much.” Suddenly the Book of Job became relevant. The same calamities he experienced 3000 years ago still happen today: losses of family, wealth, possessions, businesses, and health.

Why does God let people suffer like that? Our group talked about possible reasons in relation to Job:

  • Maybe his relationship with God was strong only because his life was bursting with blessings.
  • Maybe God wanted to increase Job’s trust in him by letting him discover that when you have nothing, you still have God.
  • Maybe he wanted to deepen Job’s faith by proving to Job he could weather any storm.
  • Maybe Job’s story is simply a teaching example for the rest of us.

Those may be valuable reasons for his suffering back then, but knowing them doesn’t lighten our loads now. When my husband got cancer and died, it was the worst thing that ever happened to me. But who’s to say my suffering is over?

Our world is broken. The last time it wasn’t “out of order” was in the Garden of Eden. Although Adam and Eve were people much like us, until they sinned against God their lives were without struggle or sorrow. Their world was all “good.” God even said so.

Our world isn’t so good. Until we leave this earth as Nate did (through death’s door into a God-created “good” paradise), we’ll be challenged to live with losses.

The miracle for each of us is that we’re not suffering on a continual basis. Although God allows it, he also provides times of non-suffering, times for recuperation and strengthening before the next challenge. Job teaches us that when things are going well, life isn’t necessarily normal. Our real “normal” is to be engaged in frequent battles with adversity.

There is some good news, though: since Job made it with his faith intact, we can too.

“Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him.” (Job 13:15)