My memories concerning thirty-five years of EMS are many and varied. Here’s one that I would rather delete. Before me was an old man lying there in his barn with his hunting rifle next to his lifeless body. I noticed a block used to split firewood not very far away. It looked like it had withstood a thousand cords or more from an old double bit ax. How many blows did he inflict on that block? My eyes wandered to all the varied farm implements he had probably used over six decades. I thought to myself, his life’s story is contained here in this building. That empty feeling came over me as I closed the door and waited for the state police.
Something’s wrong with this world.
Then the Lord God formed the man of dust from the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living creature.
Then the Lord God said, “Behold, the man has become like one of us in knowing good and evil. Now, lest he reach out his hand and take also of the tree of life and eat, and live forever—” therefore the Lord God sent him out from the garden of Eden to work the ground from which he was taken.
What Adam broke, only God can fix. We need to bundle up all that pain and disappointment and take it to Him. We can’t carry it forever.
Give it some thought.
Gary