Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

This week I had the honor of observing surgery.

In one of the 22 "top of the line" surgery suites, gowned and hooded and anticeptisized myself, I watched two doctors, three nurses and a few other support medical personnel perform a "simple" back surgery.

He was face down, and I asked how long his recovery would be. "Oh, this guy will be going home tomorrow!" Oh my.


While observing, the words of Psalm 139 kept ringing in my ears. It was so loud that I was sure everyone else in the surgery suite could hear it above the din of doctor-selected rock music.

"Wow!" I exclaimed, turning to the nurse, "...did you see THAT?"
"Can you believe that the doctor just used a hammer and something that looked like a crowbar to "fix" that patient's back?"
"I had no idea that muscle was so tough and cartilage is so tender!"



You know, it takes some wild imagination (oh, and years of training!) to get from "that's what the xray looks like" to "this is what the flesh and bones looks like" and further to "so here's what we are going to do to fix this..." Are you kidding? This takes the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, too.



I praised the Trinity all day - the God who created us humans, the God who was incarnate with flesh and bone and tough muscle, and the God who sustains us and inspires us.




I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. - Psalm 139: 14



How are you fearfully and wonderfully made?