Makes you think

[Sister Alvear]

This e mail was sent to me right before our grandbaby had heart surgery...



Subject: makes you think

Tomorrow morning," the surgeon began, "I'll open
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 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 bedrest.

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 your flock 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