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That's why I pray!

During my first infertility consultation, just like Dr. Emrani, I tell my patients, that I am only part of a team assisting on the road to a favorable outcome. I evaluate. I diagnose. I develop a treatment plan. However, the patient must follow the plan. What she or the couple does is even more important than what I do. That is why I pray.


During my first infertility consultation, just like Dr. Emrani, I tell my patients, that I am only part of a team assisting on the road to a favorable outcome. I evaluate. I diagnose. I develop a treatment plan. However, the patient must follow the plan. What she or the couple does is even more important than what I do. That is why I pray.


I am a coach and a teacher. I am a vessel through which knowledge and the power of healing flow. Just as priests, I am instructed and reminded to know my place, that I am not the source of healing, but it conduit. That is why I pray.


I don’t really need the studies that show prayer promotes healing. Nor am I naive. I know God does not bring back the child that commits suicide, no matter how the parents pray, or the young mother with uterine cancer, or reverse the premature ovarian failure, or menopausal stage (except for Sarah). There is randomness in God’s design, or we would all be robots.


The purpose of my prayer is not to get God to act differently, but to draw close to one another with love, then reorient our hearts like a love compass toward the source of all life.


I pray that God makes me right, more than smart. I pray that my patient knows that I too am human, with my limits. I pray to admit powerlessness. As kindness is a sign of strength, surrender is a sign of confidence. I pray to have the strength to love my noble profession, and use its powers, never abuse them. I pray to the Great Physician who holds life and death in His hands.


I am your blade God. Sharpen me on one side, dull me on the other and give me the wisdom to know when to use which. Lay me down at night, and give me luster in the morning.


Teach me the humility to know that in your hands I heal, without you I wound. Make me an instrument of healing. Inspire me with your love for your creation and respect for your diversi

Source: Dr. Afshine Emrani, cardiologist



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