Stacy's Garden

A Surgeons Story
Submitted by Paul Omelianchuk 

Mike, Wanda and Family-

I know that we have never met, but I have learned about your family through a personal friend at the Egan companies, Kay Farniok. I just wanted to pass along something that I received last week from a good friend.  It touched me deeply as I have wondered about the "Why's" of life.

I have looked at your web site and have been deeply moved by how close your family is.  Thanks so much for being so open and kind in sharing your family traditions and love.

Blessings to all of you.  Always.

Paul Omelianchuk

Here's the story...

"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 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," said the boy.

The surgeon left.  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 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, andYou 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.

Now he 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.


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