Thursday, January 14, 2010

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Grand

In medical school, own calendar isn't concerned with the revolution of the earth around the sun and our seasons have nothing to do with the frequency of rain.

For two or three weeks, we're studying the nervous system and how it functions. It's the brain season, obviously. In many lectures, I'd find myself lost in the complicated maze that is the brain. The processes are intricate; the details are overwhelming. When that happens—that instant when I suddenly lose track and words lose their meaning—I always have two choices: frustration or praise.

It is, as the Lord has impressed upon me, always better to end with praise. David wrote in Psalm 8:1,
O LORD, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!
You have set your glory
above the heavens.
David was obviously stargazing. But just as the skies are glorious, so are our brains. The sheer complexity, the grand design, and the meaningful purpose of our brains reflect the wondrous glory of God. During those times when I don't get anything anymore, I'm thankful to the Lord for reminding me just how small I am (Psalm 8:4), and how great He truly is.

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