Friday, April 30, 2021

Remedy

 



Bella, my four-year-old granddaughter, loves to play a game she calls “Hotel Doctor”.  She sits at my desk acting as receptionist and asks me very detailed questions as I check in to her hotel.  Then she escorts me to the couch and tells me to wait for the doctor. 

I think this game came from her love of staying in hotels on vacation and hours spent in doctors’ offices and waiting rooms because of her mother’s many medical issues.

Finally, the time comes when Dr. Bella shows up with her medical kit.  After checking my blood pressure and temperature, her immediate diagnosis is that I need heart surgery - performed with a pair of scissors and some tweezers.  The scenario never changes.

Though it’s just a childish game, Bella is closer to the truth than she knows.  The remedy for all of humanity’s woes is a change of heart or the mending of a broken heart.

Jeremiah 17:9 says, “The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked; Who can know it?  However, Ezekiel 36:26 gives us the same hope that Bella offers in her childish play.

“I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit within you; I will take the heart of stone out of your flesh and give you a heart of flesh.”

All we have to do is to check in to the Great Physician’s hotel.....

3 comments:

  1. What a sweet way to play! I love that she makes you wait—just like we have to do at all doctor's offices! Amen to a heart of flesh and not stone. Great words!

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  2. This really made me reflect. Here's the result. Hope you like it.

    I've played the hard man through the years,
    and now am finding that I can't,
    and so I ask, through unwept tears
    that God give me a heart transplant.
    I truly wish that I could weep,
    for cancer's eating, now, to bone,
    but I inside emotions keep
    and feel sometimes just so alone.
    Oh, could I but ask for hugs,
    some connexion, some support,
    but through my life I've stood with thugs,
    deriding weaknesses for sport,
    and now the masque cannot stay whole;
    oh, Lord, melt iron heart and soul!

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  3. Precious!!! I love this story!! :) Deirdre FMF#3

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