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I GET some e-mails that are of the inspirational kind sometimes and
I am thankful for that, but just a while ago, I got one that I need
to share with you:
“Tomorrow morning,” the surgeon began,
“I’ll open up your heart. . . .”
“You’ll find Jesus there,” the boy
interrupted.
The surgeon looked up annoyed. “I’ll cut
your heart open to see how much damage has been done. . . .”
“But when you open up my heart, you’ll find
Jesus in there,” said the boy.
The surgeon looked at the parents who sat
quietly. “When I see how much damage has been done, I’ll sew
your heart and chest back up, and I’ll plan what to do next.”
“But you’ll find Jesus in my heart. The
Bible says He lives there. You’ll find Him in my heart.”
The surgeon had had enough. “I’ll tell you
what I’ll find in your heart. I’ll find damaged muscle, low
blood supply, and weakened vessels. And I’ll find out if I can
make you well.”
“You’ll find Jesus there too. He lives
there.”
The surgeon left. After the operation, he sat in
his office, recording his notes from the surgery, “. . . . damaged
aorta, damaged pulmonary vein, widespread muscle degeneration. No
hope for transplant. No hope for cure. Therapy: painkillers and
rest. Prognosis; (here he paused) “. . . death within one year.”
He stopped the recorder, but there was more to
say. “Why,” he asked aloud. “Why did You do this? You have put
him here; You have put him in this pain and You have cursed him to
an early death. Why?”
“The Lord answered and said, “The boy, my
lamb, was not meant for your flock for long, for he is part of my
flock, and will forever be. Here in My flock, he will feel no pain
and will be comforted, as you can never imagine. “His parents will
one day join him here, and they will know peace and My flock will
continue to grow.”
The surgeon’s tears were hot, but his anger
hotter. “You created that boy and that heart and he will be dead
in months. Why?”
The Lord answered. “The boy, My lamb shall
return to my flock for he has done his duty. I did not put My lamb
with your flock to lose him, but to retrieve another lost lamb.”
The surgeon wept. Later, he sat by the boy’s
bed while the parents sat across from him. The boy awoke and
whispered, “Did you cut open my heart?”
“Yes,” said the surgeon.
“What did you find?” asked the boy.
“I found Jesus there,” said the surgeon.
If you have problems about drugs, alcohol and
behavior/attitude call my office at 820-6107 or 825-1771 or e-mail
me at gvcbuenca@vasia.com
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