04.19.08
Innocence is Bris
(Random title, don’t complain. =P)
Being
the daring little man that he is, Misha bravely underwent circumcision
this morning with a smile… until the anaesthesia wore off. Poor thing, I couldn’t bear to look at the pained expression on his face. Being me, I had no idea how to comfort a circumcised patient.
I even remember laughing at Dandi and my male cousins during their time when I went to the hospital with them many years ago. It’s
funny how I always thought that circumcision was the male’s equivalent
for women’s travailing (lucky them), so everytime I heard of boys on their way to circumcision, I felt like the Queen of Hearts in Alice’s Adventures. You know,
“Off with their heads!” I’m brutal, I know.
Not
with Misha, though. I do pity the little guy… and this time, instead of
being cruel, I’m rather gentler than the Queen of Hearts since this
occasion made me ponder about that other sort of circumcision. No, I’m not pertaining to female genital mutilation. Let’s not go there.
It is the weightier circumcision of the heart I’m talking about.
It is that which is required of us. God
says in Deuteronomy that he will perform the circumcision of the heart. Nevertheless,
He will not ambush us and force it upon us.
It definitely
requires our willingness to undergo this process… and it is a painful
process.
But if it means being cleansed from all
filthiness of the flesh and spirit, and perfecting holiness in the fear
of God, shouldn’t we submit ourselves to this temporal pain and be holy
instead of suffering from or living in constant impurity?
Kimmie said,
April 19, 2008 at 12:22 am
interesting…
Miracle said,
April 19, 2008 at 12:27 am
I’m pleased that you find it so… hehe
sirok said,
April 19, 2008 at 6:56 am
hello. thank you for dropping by my blog mrs. d. ;)
Miracle said,
April 19, 2008 at 7:07 am
Ditto! I’m honored. =)