Seven years ago, I received a call that a young man had died, and thus through God’s miracle of organ transplants I would now live. It is a sobering call — to know that while you and your family are crying tears of joy, someone else’s family is crying tears of sorrow but still has the strength to approve organ donation. It’s a call Suzy and I will never forget. Sadly, I’m sure his family feels the same.
The analogy to Christianity is not lost on anyone, for tears of sorrow have been turning to tears of joy for over two thousand years now. Christ’s death brought forgiveness to us all. A new life to us all.
Fortunately, I am not the only person to received the gift of organ transplant, one of my best friends in the whole world would experience the same miracle, just different organs, approximately two years ago. The night of my transplant, the donor also donated at least a heart, a lung, and two kidneys.
Also fortunately, receiving the call is not limited to organ transplants. Think of all the addicts who hit rock bottom and then find a way out through AA. How many others through the wonders of medical science are able to live different and better lives. For others, the call may be from an old friend, a former business associate, or a complete stranger offering you a chance at a better and different life. There are many types of calls.
I have no doubt that God operates through these calls, but leaves to us how we answer.
On my anniversary of the call, I try to set aside a little time to examine my response to his call, and to commit to respond a little better. I have a long way to go. (The actual surgery occurred on the 20th, but the call came on the nineteenth.) I carry the part of another life with me every day. His name is George. He and his family deserve my best, after all he gave me his.
Thank you God, and thank you George and his family, from one grateful man and family!