My grandmother used to really like reading the National Enquirer, so maybe it’s genetic, but I really look forward to reading Mark Shea’s blog every morning. It’s a guilty pleasure. Today he has praise for a fulfilled prayer request:
A reader writes:
I just wanted to let you and your readers know that my friend’s father, for whom we prayed a couple of weeks ago before his emergency brain surgery, is doing superbly! The surgery was a success, but now they need to move forward with diagnosing the nature of the tumor and pursuing treatment. Continued prayers are appreciated. Thanks be to God!
Thank you Father, through our Lord Jesus Christ. Continue the good work you have begun in him to completion in Christ Jesus. Mother Mary, St. Luke and St. Peregrine, pray for him. We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ! Amen!
Yeah, you should’ve seen the brain before the doctors got a hold of it, when only god could tamper with it. The person’s father went to the doctors because god was doing a shit job on his own and relying exclusively on the lord’s beneficence would’ve resulted in death.
But add in doctors employing the products of human ingenuity? All of a sudden god is great. Gag me.