Reflections from Washington DC

by Mike Ratliff

My wife and I are in our nation’s capital visiting our son. He lives in Columbia Heights because he is physician who is in his first year residency at GWU Hospital in their Emergency Medicine program. As we ate dinner with him this afternoon he shared some things with us about some of his latest patients. There was the woman who died as they began treating her. She had massive hemorrhaging in her chest cavity and bled to death in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. Then there was the intravenous drug user who didn’t have any veins left in which to give him an IV. There were more… Continue reading

The Valley of Vision

Lord, high and holy, meek and lowly,

Thou has brought me to the valley of vision,

where I live in the depths but see thee in the heights;

hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold

thy glory.

Let me learn by paradox

that the way down is the way up,

that to be low is to be high,

that the broken heart is the healed heart,

that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit,

that the repenting soul is the victorious soul,

that to have nothing is to possess all,

that to bear the cross is to wear the crown,

that to give is to receive,

that the valley is the place of vision.

Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells,

and the deeper the wells the brighter

thy stars shine;

Let me find thy light in my darkness,

Thy life in my death,

that every good work or thought found in me

thy joy in my sorrow,

thy grace in my sin,

thy riches in my poverty

thy glory in my valley.