Seriously.. marked by majesty

Im taking a class in Advanced Pathophysiology for grad school this semester...yeah, its lot of fun. Im actually serious. I totally don't mind studying.. everyday. Fun is probably the wrong word though. Intrigued... overwhelmed... mystified...fascinated- these words fit better.

A few years ago I had the opportunity to lead a group of college students through one of the coolest books ever written. It's by a Christ-believing doctor who spent his life working among leprosy patients in India. He passed away a few years ago, but the man's legacy lives on, not merely through words written in a book, but through the surgical techniques he invented that restored the hands and feet of lepers... the tears he wept for the people.. the lives he touched in India, in England, and in the States.

This book, written with the help of his friend and eager admirer Philip Yancey, explores the deep analogy between the human body and the Body of Christ (I have written a little about this in previous posts).

As Im working through each body system in my eleventy-billion-page patho book, I've been revisiting the coinciding topics in his book appropriately titled "In the Likeness of God". Im reminded of the incomparable majesty of our Creator. It never ceases to amaze me.

*** I originally wrote out several excerpts from the neurological section of the book. THEN...i returned to my blog tonight and realized how friggin' long this entry was! WOW... if anyone actually read that entire thing, please comment and you'll win a prize. I did save the content to a Word document in case anyone out there is curious.

Or just go get the book... especially if you have any interest in how the human body works. "In the Likeness of God" By Dr. Paul Brand and Philip Yancey.

Im getting long-winded again so I leave you with this...

"As mere biological entities, each with its own separate will to live and to expand, we are apparently of no account; we are crossfodder. But as organs of the Body of Christ, as stones and pillars in the temple, we are assured of our external self-identity and shall live to remember the galaxies as an old tale" (C.S. Lewis)