Had a heart attack the
other day. At first God and I were at different viewpoints
on the rapidly developing situation. I said. It's only
backed up body fumes but God said, "Nope, it's the heart.
Can't get enough blood through and I know about
blood....sufficient blood is life and lack of blood is
death.
By this time my two main
arteries that were over 95% blocked were also chiming in
with their fiery disapproval at the use of my third fire
extinguisher, Gaviscon, that I had just thrown down on the
smoldering fumes. Anyhow I was getting closer to an
epiphany that I had experienced before in times of grave
danger in my life. Although this was my first "view from the
heart" in a heart attack....yet the same principles seem to apply when
suddenly you are faced with the prospect of an immediate
transfer from the terrestrial to the celestial world.
For example, I did not
care that my shirt wasn’t buttoned all the way or that my
socks were mismatched or that I looked grimy to
the fifth power. In one
instant I became at unity with all of my dualities and
became focused on simply cooperating with God to get my
possibly clogged arteries open to my blood deprived heart.
No debate, no need to check my space or my email. Gone was
my concern that the hot summer drought was killing my Leyland Cyprus trees I had planted last winter by
depriving them of water in a similar manner much like a
heart attack.
At this
point because of the pain, my main objective was to get my wife to "move it"
faster; that is the
lumbering Millennial that I was sure could eat up road
to the ER much quicker; and even disregard speed limits;
ignore angry people who may or may not have been using funny sign language while
encouraging her to do a quick "curb jump" now and then if it
was faster.....Upon arriving I went to the front of the line
at the ER since no other life threatening patients appeared
to be there with the possible exception of the guy curled up
in a standard plastic chair wedged in a corner who was
snoring so hard, I thought he might suck in the greasy old
issue of "Keeping My Environment Clean," and precipitate his
own air quality problem.... but unfortunately I didn't get
to see how that he fared as my fake unity was suddenly
broken by two smiling nurses who declared that I had been
their pastor a few years back and then began to
chit chat me while at the same time stripping me
down. I was loaded on the transfer table
and the squeaking bed slowly began its slow
journey down the corridor while I lay watching
the lights in the ceiling tiles go by while
remembering how this procedure went from walking
by many others as they took the ride into their
unknown and often painful future....."Oh God, help the poor boy," I whined and such was
the beginning of my life changing "view from the heart."
Bottom Line Truth:
Abundant Biblical evidence makes clear that
spirit, water and blood are symbolic of the unity of
the Father, (God) the Word, (Jesus), and the Holy Spirit
which are as one body. (1 John 5:7,8) No master of
"word play" or deceptive demagoguery will able to dilute or
pervert the efficacy of a 'blood providing gospel' as long as
true faith is present in the heart of the believer.
