“Care”: 5 Minute Friday

The room was bitterly cold for a Florida July. I was told this was going to be my last combination IVIG treatment. My final experience helplessly hooked-up to beeping machines injecting coldness through my aching veins. 

I was exhausted. 

Optimism wasn’t in my room that day. To be truthful, I doubted this was my last battle with cancer. 

But one person in my room cared enough to celebrate this recorded final treatment. You see, my nurse was previously a hair stylist in Tampa. He saw my rooted grass-like chia-pet, post-chemo fro and actually saw potential.

I saw chemo studs.

He saw an entirely new me. 

Still juicing with an IV, I let my stylist go to work. This was the first time my hair had been touched by another human hand in months. I often wore a hat to keep my cancer-wreckage to a minimum embarrassment. This moment felt incredibly humbling, yet honoring at the same time. I felt completely cared for yet frozen by intense fear. 

His finger-tips ran through my hair – massaging, snipping, highlighting, flicking and then…spiking. 

Oh no – my hair really can stand up on its ends – without my kids! Amazement! 

As he met my eyes, I remember feeling so incredibly weak. He leaned over, rested my head against a pillow and handed me a mirror. 

“Look into it” he said with a smirk. 

As I peered, I was met with a reflection I didn’t recognize. The face looked strong, put together, spikes of confidence and eyes of radiance. 

“You made me beautiful” I said softly. 

He leaned closer, grabbed my hand and said, “Oh no, I did not make you beautiful silly! You already were!” 

I felt beautiful in that moment, as my veins were exploding with medication my body needed to survive. In a clinic filled with hurting patients, I felt beautiful. 

That day “care” became much more than a word scratching the surface of nice, but an action that ignites healing within the heart. 

Care places value on those that don’t see it in themselves.

Care places security in a life that has never felt stable ground.

Care breathes love into a soul that has never experienced a home.

Care brings the giver and receiver directly to Abba’s throne. 

As I remember the makeover my hair and my heart received that day, I can hear Abba whisper sweetly:

My child, what is the price of two sparrows—one copper coin? But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it. And the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to Me than a whole flock of sparrows. (Matthew 10:29-31 NLT)

I don’t simply know He cares – I’ve experienced it through the hands and feet of everyday messengers who simply care. 


Do you have a caring story that has impacted your life? I would love to hear about it in the comments section! 

5 Minute Friday is a weekly challenge for bloggers to write for (you guessed it) 5 minutes on a given word. No editing. No deleting (it’s HARD!). I tied this into my “Whispers With Abba” series for October. If you would like to join me and other amazing 5 minute freewriting friends, please visit Kate’s blog and linkup!

Bethany is an ICF trained Certified Professional Christian Life Coach (Christian Coach Institute Graduate), Motivational and Inspirational Speaker, mentor to women and an author. Bethany defines herself as a child of God who loves to use her passion for change to inspire others. She has overcome disabilities, wading through the trials and rewards of marriage and motherhood. She enjoys being a wife to Steve for 10 years and mother to three boys (ages 7, 5 and 2). She is a double brain cancer survivor, a 9 year veteran in the field of youth and children's ministry and has published poetry, featured blog posts for numerous ministry websites and children's ministry curriculum contributions. Bethany is currently working on her first book to be released this Fall as well as various freelancing projects. Bethany always welcomes new coaching clients and speaking opportunities!

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29 thoughts on ““Care”: 5 Minute Friday

  1. I’m dropping in from the FMF linkup. What a beautiful and life-changing moment you’ve shared. Care comes in all forms and styles. I loved the words you included in your photo, particularly the line about care bringing the giver & the receiver to Abba’s Throne.


    • Thanks Sabrina! Those words on the graphic almost sounded like a poem as I read it back! I love how God uses our own words to speak right back to us as writers!!! Thanks FMF friend!

  2. Everyday messengers who simply care — so so true! I hope to live that as a messenger and accept with love those messengers in my life! Such a sweet story Bethany

    • Glad you were able to stop by Jamie! I think it’s these moments of meeting our messengers that we are challenged to be that message for someone else. Maybe?!

    • It warmed my heart to see your comment friend! Love your blog too! I no longer have those spikes…probably won’t be doing that hairstyle again anytime soon (God-willing)

  3. Here via 5MF…

    Beautiful post – I’m so happy to hear that such a simple action was able to brighten your life at a time when you needed you most.


  4. Care – this has so much meaning. For instance it tells me that I am not alone. That there are others I need to care for who in return care for me. Caring – gives me comfort in this sometimes cold and cruel word. Only when someone really cares we feel understood and recognized. Thank you for this.

  5. Oh, Sister, I loved reading this. It’s not even 7 AM and I’m already crying! What stands out in my mind as I ponder this is how often I hear the term “self care.” All. The. Time. “I need some major self care. You need some self care.” Honestly, after reading your post, I think what everybody needs is care. As you described it. To give it, to receive it. We are all desperately in need of this kind of love in our lives. No amount of “Self” will meet this need. It can only be given. Have a blessed day, & keep writing!

    • Amy –
      WOW!!! You just brought something into this discussion that never crossed my mind! Self care…of course! Proper soul care will enable easier self care that will spark care for others. I love your concept! Thank you!!

  6. Thank you for sharing this sweet, tender, private moment of your walk to being a thriving survivor. After my appendix was removed and found to have a malignant tumor in it I had to have a quarter of my colon removed to make sure it had not spread since malignant cells were found outside my appendix. I was in the hospital the night after my surgery, I was on a morphine drip and it made me very nauseous. I have to wear a CPAP mask and you guessed it, before the nurse could come and help me I vomited right into the mask. I was so mortified, embarrassed and very loopy. Apologizing for the mess the sweet nurse said “sweetie no problem, I’ve taken care of much worse on this floor” with a tone that shows she cared and meant what she said. I was on the floor with all the bariatric by pass patients so I imagine she had seen worse but those simple words made it all ok as we laughed because I was so doped up I couldn’t figure out how to get the mask back together after she cleaned it and me up and she had not had much experience with putting CPAP masks together. Nurses are sure called to their profession and do an amazing serve beyond there technical skills!

    • Oh Nancy…your story needs to be a BLOG!!! I can relate on SO many levels with this! Those masks are horrible! I guess I never realized how much we had in common! God definitely has an amazing sense of connecting and timing!

      • Thank you for your encouragement-I just signed up with COMPEL so I can get what’s in my heart and head onto paper. God has such perfect timing my sweet friend!

  7. Your ex hair stylist presently nurse should read this.
    Would be the most precious gift to know he was able to give so much happiness.
    Wishing you all the best!
    Amazing pictures, amazing post!

    • Thanks Alina!
      I actually sent him a card a few weeks after my…umm..makeover! I’ve never seen or heard from him since. But you never know! Thanks for reading!

  8. Oh my this is so beautiful. I find myself grateful for his amazing offering…and for your acceptance of it. Deep, deep care.

    Happy weekend to you.

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