THE X-RAY (come under the light)

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It was an accident that affected both of my legs and I needed to visit the hospital.

I sat on the tray stationed in the radiography department with my legs stretched beneath the piercing light of that machine (collimator) waiting patiently for the scrutiny. Left, right, left again, right again the doctor moved my legs for better capturing and scrutiny.

I imagined what in the world was happening inside those legs of mine.
It made me remember the last time I had my chest examined years back and the results thereof.

Well if I wasn't checked, I wouldn't have known what the matter was and then be treated, talk more of even getting better. We only treat illnesses that we know about, don't we?

Or do men take panadol even when they are perfectly fine?

Would you take ear drops if you knew that you had a stomach ulcer?

Would you assume that you can take some worm medicine when your legs ache?

We make a lot of assumptions in our lives and get things all wrong and messed up.

We think that we know exactly what's best for us when in fact we are dying from dearth of true knowledge.

I thought about my life.

How often do I get x-rayed to know what's up with me?
But then for a proper scrutiny, one needs to come under the light.

How often do I come under the light of God's word and have the various aspects of my life scrutinized and given the proper diagnosis and medication?

Coming under the light means submitting yourself to the power of the light and letting it permeate every area of your life.

#COME UNDER THE LIGHT
#THE WORD OF GOD
#LIFE X-RAY
#Psalm 119:105
#Hebrews 4:12

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