I don’t know about y’all, but I love the song ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow.’ Even as a kid, poor Judy Garland sang it like someone who was destined to see some hard times. I felt sorry for her back then, but the way she sang I am confident she found peace in eternity.
One of my young FaceBook book friends wrote today that she was sitting on top of a rainbow and had the world by a string. I liked that imagery.
I wrote back that somewhere over the rainbow was a life of perpetual grace and dignity and I hoped she’d pull a few strings for me. Maybe some of my patients would be blessed in the process.
I left for work. The first guy I saw was a fellow I have been worried about. He is in the throws of something very bad, and suffers with a lot of pain. We talked a while.
At the end of our conversation, I said, “Well brother, I do know this. Some where out there a pretty young blond lady angel is pulling a few strings for you.”
“Really, Doc?”
“Really.
“Dang.” He broke into a broad grin.
I sent him back to the pain Docs for some tweaking, but I think he was better before he left the office. It confirms what I’ve always believed. Somehow, some way, somewhere over the rainbow we are all in this thing together.
Dr. B
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