Doctor, Doctor!

Doctor, Doctor!

Christ is the visible image of the invisible God.

Colossians 1:15

Once a doctor was awakened in the middle of the night by a phone call from a man to whose family he had not rendered medical treatment for quite some time.

“Doctor,” said the excited man, “please come to my house right away. My wife is in great pain, and I’m sure it’s appendicitis.”

The doctor had been sleepily mulling over the medical history of the family and said, “Well now, it probably isn’t anything like that. I’ll come around first thing in the morning. Don’t worry. It’s probably just indigestion.”

“But, Doctor, you’ve got to come now. I’m positive it’s appendicitis,” protested the alarmed husband.

“Oh, come now, Mr. Johnson,” the doctor said, somewhat irritably, “I took out your wife’s appendix almost two years ago. You know as well as I do that she doesn’t have another one.”

“That’s all true, Doctor,” said the husband, “but I’ve got another wife!”

Sometimes things are not as they first appear. My German heritage blessed me with blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. My best friend’s American Indian background graced her with dark eyes, dark hair, and beautiful olive skin (I envy her). The strange thing is that people are always asking us if we are sisters. Go figure! After being best friends for twenty-five years, we have evidently grown to look alike, even though we think we look nothing alike.

Once, a woman in Harrods department store in London asked if we were twins. We just looked at each other and laughed. In fact, so many people have asked us through the years if we’re sisters that we have just started saying yes. We are, after all, sisters in the Lord.

While it’s fun for us to look alike, it is more vital that we grow to look like “the visible image of the invisible God” so others can find him too.

Dear God, please hear my prayer: I want to look like you, Lord. Just like you. Amen.