Imagine you’re a 5 year old girl. No, you’re NOT a trans freak 5 year old girl. An actual 5 year old girl. And imagine a doctor tells your parents you have sickle-cell anemia. Then, by age 11, you get so sick your parents move to another country just so you can get a bone transplant from your brother. And, at 13, doctors decide you’ll need chemotherapy. They know kids endure this treatment much better than adults. But they also know you show signs of puberty. And they know chemo has a high risk of damaging your ovaries. So, they start thinking ahead.
Now, imagine those doctors (with the consent of your parents) remove part of your right ovary and freeze it. Because they hope someone will be able to graft it back in when you mature.
Wow. That’s really thinking ahead.
And it’s very optimistic. Which I find almost non-existent in the medical community.
Anyway…
Let’s say about 10 years later, when you’re 15, doctors DO graft four parts of that frozen ovarian tissue back into your remaining ovary. Sounds like something out of a Frankenstein movie. Right? So, do you think that patched-up, morphed ovary could begin growing eggs? And dven if it did, could that lead to pregnancy?
Would you believe me if I told you it happened?
Yep, what you’ve just read is from a true story. Not just an imaginary tale I dreamed up.
And when the young woman reached her middle twenties, she became pregnant. And gave birth to a baby boy who was healthy and almost 7 pounds. I’ve read a couple of articles about this event. And everyone is happy about how it turned out. But I’ve haven’t seen anyone mention how it’s an incredible display of God’s design. After all, this happened despite the fact that our human gene pool is so diluted and broken now.
So, I’ll say it.
You can’t take parts of a 13 year old girl’s ovary, and freeze them, then graft them back in about 10 years later, and witness them produce eggs, and the young woman gets pregnant, without design!
And not just any design. We’re talkin’ infinitely complex and wonderfully coded information. And only a loving God could or would do that. He created the very information found in each cell of our bodies. And from His Spirit, He poured life into that information. We humans have come a long way. So far, in fact, that we can now freeze embryos and body parts and put them back into use years later.
But we still can’t create Life…
We need to be (we should be and I am) grateful to the one true, living, loving God who encoded my cells with information. Information that said I’d have blue eyes, blond hair (well, it used to be), be a male, and have fingers and toes. And information that said my heart would beat on its own, my brain would interpret sensory experiences, and my eyes would encode and decode images in nanoseconds.
God’s information in our cells and our souls means we not only have life, but we can also be aware of our own existence. And He designed us to be fruitful and multiply.
So, let’s pass on that information boldly.
And share it with all the love we can muster.
I got a little bit from my mom
I got a little bit from my dad
I got my DNA from the great Yahweh
And it’s the only life I’ve had
Twenty-three plus twenty-three is one
Chromosomes were a mystery
But that mystery is gone.
Twenty-three plus twenty-three is one.
Until we learn to add it up…
The lesson must go on.
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