Heart Surgery vs. Brain Surgery

Today I go to have my brain surgery. Many thoughts flood my mind at a time like this, but overwhelmingly, I feel at peace with what the day brings. This is not because I know the outcome, but because I know the Father. I understand that I am in extremely capable hands.
You see, my Heart Surgeon is way better than my brain surgeon. Throughout the past couple of months the Great Physician has been performing a heart transplant on this 36 year old body. This reality is what I’m armed with going into my brain surgery today.

Dr. Replogle is a fantastic surgeon and I realize that I’m in extremely capable earthly hands. That’s good enough for some people, but for me it brings little comfort without the bigger picture. Whether Dr. Replogle knows it or not, his hands are being guided by the Maker. God Himself holds the catheter in His hands and steadies it up through the arteries to my brain. God Himself deploys the stint. God Himself comforts me while I sleep.

I love the knowledge of my Lord being with me in a state unlike I have never been before. He is my provider, my strength and my source of life. He alone gives me my next breath…not a team of anesthesiologists. He alone heals my aneurysm, not a brain surgeon. He alone provides for me my ultimate care, not some team of well-trained nurses. I thank God for all of them, but I rely on Him for my life.

On second thought, I enter the day knowing the outcome, no matter the outcome. Because really, I would much rather have heart surgery any day of the week.

God bless you and your families.