Heart Operation

Here's a message that struck a chord for me. I found it while traipsing through a chain letter cemetery. Some of you may have read this already but tell me what your thoughts are in the comments...

"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," he continued, "to see how much damage has been done..."

"But when you open up my heart, you'll find Jesus in there." The surgeon looked to 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. The hymns all say He lives there. You'll find Him in my heart." The surgeon 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.

The surgeon 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 bed rest. Prognosis:, " here he paused, "death within one year." He stopped the recorder, but there was more to be said.

"Why?" he asked aloud. "Why did You do this? You've put him here; You've put him in this pain; and You've 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 a part of My flock, and will forever be. Here, in My flock, he will feel no pain, and will be comforted as you cannot 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 was hotter. "You created that boy, and You created that heart. He'll 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 you to lose him, but to retrieve another lost lamb." The surgeon wept.

The surgeon sat beside the boy's bed; the boy's 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.

- Author Unknown

The Education System and the InfoTech War

This is a short film clip of US college students. I don't reside in the US, but the problem posed and the questions asked of the film remains the same for education in my country. What say you?



Hat tip to YSMarko

Confessions of a Camera Aficionado

There is an instant, still and sweet captured forever. Data, embedded into a computer's memory, that when looked upon again, evoke remembrance. You return to that day, you live in that instant, when the pixels before you mean more than their collected dots. No one can come into that view of the past, history relived, as you can. For your view and your perspective is yours alone. Though there were some with you that day--they view it differently, through the lens of their own eyes and lives. That time, that place, that very moment--is all at once uniquely your own.

But the moment loses focus for the day was spent also in part on the camera. For although the scenario can be photographed, the photographer must focus on his trade. The light as it approaches the horizon, is it too little or to much? The focus and the frame, too far or too near? and on and on, the little nuances of the art. One can, of course, capture the scene and yet still live in the moment, but that is rare. And rarer still are those who can do it consistently.

And so there are the moments when I just want to throw the camera in the sand, let it drift into the waves, and run through the shoreline breathing in the spray of the ocean, sinking to my knees in the sand, taking in all life has to offer.

That's My King!

Here's an amazing video that I encountered a while back. To really get the most of this it would be best to download the entire thing and turn up the volume before you start.

The sermon is by S.M.Lockridge (1913–2000) known for his preaching across the United States and around the world.



If you liked it you can also grab a copy of the manuscript or download an MP3 of it here.

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