First Handle

I caught my first baby on Wednesday! Divina, a beautiful 19 year old girl, came into the clinic a 4:15pm. She gave birth to a gorgeous baby girl (named DiJeane)at 9:37pm. Her baby just barely weighed 5 pounds but otherwise was very healthy.



She was just a little unsure of how well she liked being outside of her mother. (Side note: ALL babies are born with white skin! It takes a little while for their bodies to produce melanin which makes their skin darker. Hmmmm....facts like that are SO amazing!)

My amazing charter, Rose.

An Email from an Amazing Brother :)

Hey Jordan, Well, the snow has come. And lots of it. Lots and lots of it. It's not so bad as I thought it would be. Although our ice skating is ruined, the snow is actually very beautiful. It simplifies our world by making it one color, a color that reflects our hearts when we are washed by the blood of Jesus. As I was walking back from taking some pictures of Jacob's buck, I thought of two morals that can be taken from this snowfall. First, every snowflake has its purpose. If a certain snowflake hadn't been there, the snowfall wouldn't have been complete. The same is with us. We are a part of God's kingdom. Without us, His kingdom cannot be complete. We are a part of the body. Without one of us, how can the body be complete? Without a hand, how can a body be complete? I Corinthians 12:12-31 comes to mind. (Sorry, it is a little too long to type out.) Secondly, I wonder at how someone could think that this snow had come by chance. "Billions of years, and there was the snowflake." or "There was a big bang, and then there was snow." When I walk through that snow, I can only see the marvelous hand of a divine Creator. Throughout my entire life, God has shown me hundreds of reasons that He is there. I've never found a reason that showed me that He is not there. I look at the world around me and see God's glory. I know that there are people out there that see the world around them, they see the glory so plain. Yet they do not know why it's there. They do not know who created it all. And I aim to tell them. I aim to be God's workman to show them the light. I aim to be a part of God's kingdom. If God can direct a snowflake in a snowstorm, He can direct my life.

Your awed little brother,
Micah

Picture of the Week #7

Posing for the picture...Filipino style....

Picture of the Week #6

Mmmmmmm...incredible...

Open Heart Surgery

The heart continuously heaves up and down as the surgeon pries at it with various tools. He delicately digs in with prickly forceps and razor sharp blades. Attentively he works, his bloody hands dipping down into the burrow in the patient's chest. All the while the patient lies prostrate, oblivious to the surgeon's working. If you have the guts to watch the procedure it can be fascinating.

While most of us don't need to endure open heart surgery we need heart surgery of another kind. What I mean is clearly stated by Jeremiah when he says, "the heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately sick; who can understand it?" The illness of man's heart is also shown after the great flood when God said he would never curse the ground because of man "for the intention of man's heart is evil from his youth." Obviously we need heart change.

Even David, a man after God's own heart, understood the need for heart surgery when he said, “Create in me a clean heart, O God." But I think he understood not only the need for a heart change but who the surgeon must be. Only God can carry out a successful heart surgery. The procedure may be intense but the outcome is vital.

We need a heart change. Nonetheless, we recoil from the operating table. Most people would rather not have their chests ripped open and their hearts pricked at. We are obsessed with the magnitude of the operation, not because we want it but because we need it. If our dirty hearts don't kill us our obsession will.