Ironically, it was because he has no heart.
The occasion that prompted his dismissal was my appointment with him on Monday.
He was to review the latest test results and perhaps set the day for open heart surgery if the results merited such.
I was more than a tad nervous when he walked in the office.
He sat down and using the language of his trade spoke to the papers in front of him for a few minutes.
The only thing I understood was that I was to return in six months and he dismissed me from his presence.
I received my paperwork from the front desk and went to my truck to start home.
I glanced at the paperwork as I started the engine…and was stunned to see a new diagnosis on the front page.
“Aortic aneurysm: not ruptured”.
That’s a good thing…because if it was ruptured I’d be reading about how I died.
He hadn’t mentioned this new problem to me.
He evidently wasn’t concerned enough to do so.
He also was unconcerned that reading that would send a reasonable patient into a panic.
It could give them a heart attack…
It was really bad news with no words about a hope or a cure.
I tell you all that not because it’s important for you to know my medical history, but so you won’t imitate my cardiologist.
Christians have read all the paperwork and become adept at diagnosing the ills of the world and their fellow men.
We proclaim the sins of others and the world like that paper proclaimed my disease.
We declare the bad news without any words of hope or cure.
We pronounce that the end is near and judgment is upon them.
We do so, too often. without any semblance of the heart of God.
We wonder why, for the most part, we’ve been fired.
We speak the language, but not the concern, of our texts.
We see the problems, but have no heart.
Bad news can condemn and terrify, but knowing the bad news can be the first step toward healing.
However, it can only bring healing when accompanied by good news from a Healer.
I’m off to find one of those…I suspect that others who understand their diagnosis are as well.
Make your own application…