Today,I stand in a strange place.
I do my rounds of the hospital ward and I wonder where I am .
I have two ladies who have undergone total abdominal hysterectomies,one gentleman who
has undergone resection anastomosis who has just started liquid diet,one gentleman who
had his obstructed herniae released and underwent a herniorhaphy with a mesh
insertion,two ladies who delivered by caeserian section,one lady with a breast abscess
who underwent incision and drainage,one patient post-snake-bite who underwent skin
grafting,one patient who has come for exploration of the sole of his feet for probable
foreign body.One gentleman who has presented with a bad wound infection
post-electrocution for wound debridement.
I also happen to have a lady with unstable angina,a young kid on ambu ventilation for
snake-bite ,a few patients with fevers and acute gastr-enterites.
By the grace of God they all are doing well.
These past few weeks I have seen a lady with a haemoglobin of 1.7 gm% with a GCS of
6/15,stranded in the village for two whole days in that state for a lack of vehicle
recover and go home.I have seen a tiny baby rejected by the government hospital
brought in gasping for breathe sheet white,slowly coming back to life while all of us
awaited for the life to go out of him.The same baby the next day during the morning
prayers sat on his knees with his hands folded together while we prayed .He was all of
two and a half years.
I have seen a young boy in his late teens pushed away by a local nursing home in acute
respiratory distress and septic shock saying in between gasps of breath that he did
not want to leave our hospital.We safely transported him to a higher centre in
Jabalpur in our ambulance and a nurse-aid for a PEEP.
I stand here ...suspended....,it seems in mid-air,uncomfortably comfortable in Lord
Jesus' grace.
There is nothing more scarier than a heart that has hardened .I was talking to Mary the other day,infact weeping with her There is a deep restlessnessness inside.Thank God for it becuase it shows that I have not resigned myself to the way things are.I was telling her I miss the deep experience of seeing the image of Christ and the compassion of the Holy spirit which just used to overwhelm my heart when I saw the image of Christ in people ,situation and the creation. What is the image of Christ?It is a body marred and maimed to bear the sin of the world.it is a voice that did not speak in protest against God the father,who actually planned it all before the creation of the world,not against the people who maimed Him ,flogged Him,drove the nails into His hands and feet to satisfy their sinful nature.The image of Christ is a body broken to the utmost yet given to feed the very same people .It is a love that did not count the cost. I am a person who does not put too much v...
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