It is invisible to the naked eye!

Have you ever looked at an MRI of your head? I had the dubious pleasure of seeing the insides of this head that is perched on my shoulders as I speak and it was pretty gruesome. I was looking at a skull with a neck that, according to the neurologist is in trauma and he wanted to know what was my “level of pain”, because of the broken bones in my neck! I told him “I wouldn’t know anything was wrong if you weren’t showing it to me! I am not in any pain!” Parenthetical statement: I didn’t just go and get an MRI for the fun of it, I was having a numbness that would come and go on the right side of my face and neck going down into my shoulder and it was a little bit scary!

Back to the point, I looked at the negative of my own head and tried very hard to see if I could see the inner turmoil and various traumas that I have faced in the span of my life and I couldn’t see it! Then I looked for times of joy and laughter, searched hard to see if there were pictures of my children and past loves but there were none to be seen. There were no poems, scriptures or novels and no special needs or wants; all I saw was gray cloudy matter, encased inside of a bony structure, a little strange. Where is all of that other stuff stored?

Is it in the heart? My heart showed no signs of anything but beating on a semi-regular basis, but beating it was. And the ultrasound of my heart showed no visible scars from being broken neither was it flat from having had it pulled out of my chest and stomped flat in times past, it was just a beating muscle carrying blood to all my body parts.

Psalm 139:13-16 Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother’s womb. I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration—what a creation! You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit-by-bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something. Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, the days of my life all prepared before I’d even lived one day.

Psalm 8 opens with Oh Lord My Lord, How excellent is Your name in all the earth!

Looking at the inside of my body reminded me of an old song; “How about your heart, is it right with God, that’s the thing that counts today. Is it black by sin or is it pure with-in could you ask Christ in to stay. People often see you, as you are outside, Jesus really knows you for He sees inside.” That’s the line that came to me as I stood there trying to see “inside” of myself, to realize that He knows it all.

Psalm 26:2 Examine me, God, from head to foot, order your battery of tests. Make sure I’m fit inside and out. Jeremiah 17: 9 The heart is hopelessly dark and deceitful, a puzzle that no one can figure out. But I, God, search the heart and examine the mind. I get to the heart of the human. I get to the root of things. I treat them as they really are, not as they pretend to be.”

There is a Creator that knows all of your pain, mental distress, heart-break and heartaches, all the thoughts of your heart all the things that don’t show up on an MRI, and best of all, He can fix it without surgery!

Ezekiel 11:9 I will take away their stony, stubborn heart and give them a tender, responsive heart.

1 Samuel 16:7 God judges persons differently than humans do. Men and women look at the face; God looks into the heart.”

When you look into the eyes of someone you have known for all of your life, and you see confusion as they try to figure simple things out, you would love to be able to get inside that brain and put it all in proper perspective, but only God can do that. When I lay my head on my pillow tonight, I will know that God sees into me, and loves me just the way I am.

Maybe it is time for you to get a spiritual MRI!

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