There's a tightening in your chest. Your heart is racing. The room is spinning and you clutch your chest feverishly. You've never felt pressure like this before. The person closest to you dials 9-1-1. You pass out.
A few seconds later, you return to your consciousness only to see a strange face over yours. A bright white light shines ahead. Your vision becomes clearer and you realize that you're strapped to a gurney in the back of an ambulance. You raise your head but the EMT immediately tells you to completely relax. You're not sure exactly what is happening. But whatever it is can't be good.
The doctors and nurses rush you into the operating room. Next thing you know, you're counting back from 100 while the doctors put you under anesthesia. The doctor's prognosis is not good. You need open heart surgery.
What caused the incredible pain that you felt before? He tells you that you were overtaxed from stress. "Good thing you came in when you did. You were seconds from death. Your former physician was negligent. You were in rough hands. Not to worry though, you're in Practiced Hands now. I'll take good care of you. You'll be back on your feet in no time" the Physician assures you. He walks out of the room and you're left there in recovery.
How many of us have been in rough and negligent hands lately? Who do you entrust your emotional, psychological and spiritual health to? Are you in need of open heart surgery?
In our society, we self-medicate with our sorts of illicit activities and substances. Some people pop Valiums and Xanax like they're Tic Tac's. Other people use sex, alcohol and recreational drugs to deal with some form of internal bleeding otherwise known as pain. At the end of the day, everyone is dealing with some sort of pain, shame or disappointment. You can be assured that everyone you meet has been in rough hands. We've allowed ex lovers, friends, enemies and nameless others deal with our hearts in a way that only professionals should.
We feel safe to make ourselves emotionally vulnerable to all sorts of novices and questionable characters but we'll be hesitant to give it over to God. When we finally do decide to forfeit the fight and turn to Him, we're on the verge of death. Miraculously, we arrive in His ER at the right time and He brings us back to life. He conducts emergency open heart surgery to fix the problem. But like regular surgery, the healing process is long and uncomfortable. We sit in the hospital for days incapacitated. God comes in and checks our vitals and gives us all that we need to continue. How did we get to the ER in the first place though? What brought us there?
Human relationships are nebulous things. A friend of mine recently said that "A relationship with the right person feel amazing. But, a relationship with the wrong person feels like a punishment." How right he is. When we deal with flawed, selfish, and incomplete people, we open ourselves up to a world of trouble. The Bible says: "Guard your heart with all diligence for out of springs the issues of life." Proverbs 4:23. We allow ourselves and other people to be reckless with our hearts. It's as if we're handing the scalpel over to someone who didn't graduate from high school and asking them to put a stint in our hearts when we love the wrong person.
It doesn't make sense to do something like that when you think about it; but, that's exactly what people do. We fall in love, like, or embark on a friendship with a person without checking his or her credentials first. Then, when they do more damage than we thought humanely possible, we want to blame them for our broken hearts. Really, we should blame ourselves. It's our fault for trusting in a mere mortal to be completely careful with the most intimate parts of our feelings. They didn't break your heart. You gave them an opportunity to hurt you when they had no business near you with sharp objects. Now you're all cut up, jaded and broken because you didn't think to love responsibly
. You need to rush to the ER and get open heart surgery by the Practiced Physician.Have you been in rough hands? Have you allowed a random stranger the right to roam around in your fantasies and play with your feelings? Do you need open heart surgery to right what's been wronged?