Christmas in the ER

2015-12-24 02:12:00 2015-12-24 02:12:00 2015-12-24 02:12:00

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Christmas in the ER

Christmas in the ER, is very different than any other day.

Every thought and feeling is magnified, in a very special way.

The doctors and nurses, hustle here and then to there,

Yearning to tend to each patient, with even greater care.

Sure their hearts are at their homes, with their family's kind and dear,

They'd love to see their children, their spirits full of cheer.

Instead they treat the injured and those overcome with illness,

Their desire, and their main focus--to heal them and to bless.

And then there arrives the little child, all stricken with terminal disease,

They care for her with all their might, always praying, heal her God--please.

Or the wee one, so innocent and pure, but yet the victim of abuse.

We bleed inside, we hurt, and we pray the wee ones pain will reduce.

Then walks in, those feeling all is lost, they have no hope and are afraid.

We reassure them, we love them, we urge them, please be not dismayed.

There are those diagnosed with illness severe, their lives are changed forever,

We sooth, we calm, we teach, and uplift, after all, it's our daily endeavor.

And finally there are those, whose life on earth will soon depart,

We mourn with their loved ones, aching that they'll be blessed while they're

apart,

So this is who is really caring for you, on this blessed Christmas Day,

If illness or injury befalls you, our attention, our talent, our everything . . . we'll

pay.

My View of Life - Never Better!