In Search of a Soul

I went looking for my soul on Saturday.

I had thousands of pictures to choose from after spending 90 minutes in an MRI tube.

{IMHO that was 89 minutes and 59 seconds too long }

I searched for my sanity too but it was long gone.{grin}

My brain and thoracic cavity was lit up and through the miracle of technology

I could traverse my central nervous system with the click of the mouse. 

I saw my heart luminous in it's electrical splendor.

Beating strong and steady now as I place my hand on my chest, 

I know it's not the heart of ME.

All these visuals, all my significant parts laid bare, skin, tissue and bone

all stripped away and I still couldn't see me.

I couldn't pinpoint the person behind the eyes.

I couldn't identify the part that is unique and vibrant with personality.

Pointing out the section that believes, that has faith and an eternal perspective 

is an exercise in futility.

The brain in the picture is a miracle of engineering.

It makes choices for my well being without my conscious thought being required.

What I find amazing is that while I know that there is something wrong 

with my central nervous system,  the system that runs my life, 

that keeps me functioning and alive,

it is the condition of my soul that concerns me more.

Searching for my soul has been an incredible exercise. 

This body with synapses firing, electric rhythms, pumping, contracting, regenerating...

is a miraculous, mysterious and beautiful but temporary house.

There is true joy in knowing 

that I am so much more than the sum of my parts.

I am my soul.

I have entrusted myself to God, through faith in Jesus.

Thus...

It is well. With my soul.

When's the last time you went looking? 

When is the last time you  gave a thought, a care for the state of your soul?

Turn to Jesus, entrust your soul to his keeping, and live.

"I know in whom I have believed and am convinced that he is able to guard 

what I have entrusted to him for that day."

~ 2Timothy 1:12B