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Garth Rattray | I owe You, Lord

Published:Monday | October 31, 2016 | 10:00 AM

We go about our individual lives cocooned within our biological bodies. We all grow up wondering if there is more to us; an immortal essence within our clay vessel.

But we are intimately entwined with all the facets of our physical bodies, totally immersed and inescapably hard-wired into the only real marriage that there is - the marriage between our body and soul. "To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."

They told us that modern technology would simplify our lives. They said that it would reduce the hours that we work. They said that we would have more time for rest and recreation. They lied!

Modern technology follows us when we walk out the doors at work. Modern technology stays with us on our journey home. Modern technology invades our homes and steals our personal and family time. Along with the vicissitudes of daily living, modern technology distracts us from our inner selves and we end up lost and adrift in an ocean of mundanity.

But there's a lot more to us. We are more than billions of random firing neurons reacting in milliseconds to subliminal, overt and ever-changing environmental stimuli. We are more than cells, systems and organs quietly carrying out chemical reactions that keep our bodies healthy and alive. We are living souls temporarily encountering this physical realm and sharing all our cumulative experiences with our Creator.

Most of us dedicate almost all our conscious hours trying desperately to pave a way for a comfortable life for ourselves, family and perhaps even friends. We are so taken up with surviving that we tend to forget that we are dual in nature - physical and spiritual - and fail to acknowledge our heavenly Father.

Last Sunday morning, as soon as I woke up, I wrote this poem:

I Owe You, Lord.

I owe You, Lord, for my forefathers who prevailed struggles and strife.

I owe You, Lord, for their genes that brought my body to life.

I owe You, Lord, for my parents who put it all together.

I owe You, Lord, for the nourishment by my umbilical cord, my tether.

I owe You, Lord, for giving me the first breath that I breathed.

I owe You, Lord, for the food of milk and sustenance until I teethed.

I owe You, Lord, for raising me with a goal in mind.

I owe You, Lord, for fellow beings, although not all of them were kind

I owe You, Lord, for helping me to stay out of harm's way

I owe You, Lord, for remembering me each and every day.

I owe You, Lord, for giving me a chance to face any foe.

I owe You, Lord, for testing me so I may learn and grow

I owe You, Lord, for strengthening me whenever I find life hard.

I owe You, Lord, for keeping me on my spiritual guard.

I owe You, Lord, for showing me the beauty all around.

I owe You, Lord, for reminding me that your love will always abound.

I owe You, Lord, for family and friends to share my journey with.

I owe You, Lord, for being there when life throws up a glitch.

I owe You, Lord, for never leaving me, even when I forget about You.

I owe You, Lord, for Your promise to be ever faithful, ever true.

I owe You, Lord, for guiding me through every path my life did take.

I owe You, Lord, for helping me make the right decisions.

I owe You, Lord, for your gentle reminders that I'm only a visitor here.

I owe You, Lord, for showing me that one day my soul I must lay bare.

I owe You, Lord, for the chance to share in your Cosmos, oh, so great.

I owe You, Lord, for the gift of life so I may carve my fate.

I owe You, Lord, for everything from the gigantic to the very small.

I owe You, Lord, for my very soul; I'll return it to you at the end of it all.

- Garth A. Rattray is a medical doctor with a family practice. Email feedback to columns@gleanerjm.com and garthrattray@gmail.com.