God: delegator of tasks; holder of duties; master designer.
Acts 20:9-12(KJV) “And there sat in a window a certain young man named Eutychus, being fallen into a deep sleep: and as Paul was long preaching, he sunk down with sleep, and fell down from the third loft, and was taken up dead. And Paul went down, and fell on him, and embracing him said, Trouble not yourselves; for his life is in him. When he therefore was come up again, and had broken bread, and eaten, and talked a long while, even till break of day, so he departed. And they brought the young man alive, and were not a little comforted”.
I don’t know how many of you have had the experience (I consider it a bad experience, but for some it is good) of having to spend time at the bedside of a loved one for a long period. I’m not talking about the quick visits for some procedure which requires a couple of days stay for observation.
The type of hospitalization I am referring to can include the person being moved from one hospital to another; with varying degrees of visits to specialty clinics inclusive in the treatments. It can be very time-consuming and needs a lot of rotation in your schedule to make sure that their well-being is taken care of and additionally that love and caring is evident.
In my estimation and it has occurred to me before, the worst thing to happen is for those visits and trips to end in death when everything has been tried and practiced on the patient.
I get to the point at times when I read the scripture mentioned above when in the face of death, the Apostle Paul approaches the body, embraces one listed as dead and then pronounces life: I ask myself, what ingredient is missing in the doctors, or myself that we are not able to resuscitate someone who is not old, but have a faulty body part which just needs replacement or some other work done to it.
Yet they end up dying before your face and no matter what you do, no signs of life enter them like Paul is able to do. Where is the breakdown in the transmission of the power; what am I doing wrong that it is not working for me in this timeframe; what are the doctors doing wrong?
In the face of death, especially of a loved one, you tend to get to that point of asking, why not me? I get to asking: if God can use anyone, why not me or even why not that doctor doing the procedure.
I don’t doubt the power of God and the gifts which are relevant and available and I most definitely don’t questions God’s will; I question my lack of suitability. Maybe I need to avail myself which I think I have, but maybe there is a key ingredient missing which I will need to do some serious searching to uncover.
Do you get to asking yourself and God those questions as well in the face of tumultuous events in your life? Father, if you can use anyone, use me..
Trivia: He knew the exact date he was dying and the conditions; who is this?