My healthcare discipline led me to god

There are moments in life when God does not call us through thunder or spectacle, but through quiet obedience—through daily work done with compassion, humility, and care. My journey into healthcare began with a desire to help people feel better. I did not initially realize that through healing others, God Himself was gently healing me, drawing me closer to Him through every patient I met, every story I held, and every limitation I faced as a practitioner.

I serve as a healthcare professional offering holistic services including manual osteopathy, naturopathic consultations (nutritional counseling, diabetes education, reflexology, aromatherapy, and wellness education). I work with people from diverse backgrounds—across Ontario and virtually in New Brunswick and Prince Edward Island. Over time, my clinic became more than a place of treatment. It became a sanctuary where pain was spoken aloud, faith was tested, and God’s presence became undeniable.

This is the testimony of how my healthcare work led me to God.

A Call to Serve: Healing as Ministry

Scripture tells us, “The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine upon you” (Numbers 6:24–26). I did not understand at first that healthcare could be a ministry—that placing hands gently on a body in pain could be an act of prayer. But day after day, as I worked with patients, I realized that service itself is sacred.

Jesus’ ministry was deeply physical. He touched lepers. He restored mobility. He fed the hungry. He healed the sick before He preached the sermon. In the Gospel of Matthew, Jesus says, “Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick” (Matthew 9:12). When I entered healthcare, I entered the very spaces Christ Himself once occupied—the spaces of suffering, vulnerability, and hope.

Each patient who walked into my clinic carried more than symptoms. They carried fear, grief, exhaustion, and sometimes silent prayers. I began to understand Matthew 25:40 more deeply: “Whatever you did for one of the least of these… you did for me.” In every patient, I was being invited to serve Christ Himself.

The Story of Chronic Pain: Learning God’s Compassion

One of the first patients who transformed my faith was a woman suffering from long-standing musculoskeletal pain. She had seen multiple providers and felt dismissed. As I worked with her through manual osteopathy and supportive care, she wept—not because the pain vanished instantly, but because she finally felt heard.

That day, I realized healing begins before treatment. It begins with compassion.

The Psalms say, “The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18). God was near her in that room. And God was near me too—teaching me that my hands were instruments, not the source of healing. My role was obedience; God’s role was restoration.

From the Qur’an, I was reminded:

“And He heals the breast of the believers” (Qur’an 9:14).

Healing is not limited to the body. God heals the hearts long before symptoms change.

Diabetes, Discipline, and Divine Wisdom

Many of my patients live with diabetes—a condition that requires daily discipline, patience, and courage. I remember a man overwhelmed by his diagnosis. He felt ashamed, fearful, and convinced he had failed himself and his family. Through diabetes education and nutritional counseling, we worked step by step—slowly restoring not just his metabolic control, but his confidence.

In those sessions, I saw the truth of Proverbs 4:20-22:

“My son, pay attention to what I say… for they are life to those who find them and health to one’s whole body.”

Faith and discipline are deeply connected. Diabetes taught both my patients and me that stewardship of the body is a spiritual act. The Qur’an echoes this wisdom:

“Eat and drink, but be not excessive. Indeed, He likes not those who commit excess” (Qur’an 7:31).

Through educating others, God educated me—teaching me moderation, responsibility, and trust.

When Medicine Was Not Enough

There were moments when my knowledge was not enough. When pain persisted. When illness progressed. When healing did not come as quickly as hoped. These moments humbled me deeply.

The Baptist tradition teaches reliance on God’s sovereignty, and I learned this truth in practice. Paul writes, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9). When I reached the limits of medicine, I encountered the fullness of God’s grace.

I began praying more—not only privately, but silently during consultations. I asked God for wisdom, discernment, and peace. James 1:5 became my anchor: “If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God.”

And God answered—not always by changing outcomes, but by changing hearts.

Healing Through Presence

Some of the most powerful healing moments occurred without procedures or prescriptions. They happened in silence. In listening. In presence.

One patient once said, “This is the first place I don’t feel rushed.” That statement convicted me. In a world obsessed with efficiency, God taught me that love takes time.

Jesus often stopped. He listened. He noticed. He asked questions.

Isaiah 58:7 reminds us that true worship is to “share your bread with the hungry and bring the homeless poor into your house.” In my practice, hospitality became holy ground.

The Qur’an teaches similarly:

“And speak to people good words” (Qur’an 2:83).

Words heal. Presence heals. God heals through both.

Healing as Trust in God’s Design

As a naturopathic practitioner, I witnessed the body’s remarkable capacity to heal when supported properly. This deepened my reverence for God as Creator.

The Anglican tradition emphasizes God’s order and beauty in creation. Psalm 139 declares, “I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” Each system of the body testified to Divine intelligence beyond human design.

The Qur’an affirms this awe:

“We created man in the best of forms” (Qur’an 95:4).

The more I studied the human body, the more I worshipped its Creator.

My Work Became My Prayer

Over time, my clinic became my prayer room. My work became my worship. Every treatment was an offering. Every consultation was an act of faith.

Colossians 3:23 guided me: “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord.”

God did not ask me to leave healthcare to serve Him. He met me within it.

Conclusion: God Was Always There

Looking back, I see that God was present from the beginning—waiting for me to notice Him in the faces of patients, in the silence of suffering, in the joy of recovery, and even in unanswered prayers.

My healthcare work did not distract me from God. It led me to Him.

Through healing others, I learned humility. Through service, I learned faith. Through limitations, I learned trust. And through love, I learned God.

As the Qur’an says:

“And whoever relies upon Allah—then He is sufficient for him” (Qur’an 65:3).

And as Scripture promises:

“The Lord your God is with you wherever you go” (Joshua 1:9).

I now know this to be true—not only in churches or mosques, but in clinics, consultation rooms, and quiet moments of care.

This is my testimony.

Healing led me to God.