ES/PHIL/07 Philippians 1:21
Several weeks before Andrew Chong, a beloved physician and a former elder in the church I pastored for many years, passed away, he was taken to Northwestern Hospital in Chicago to have a stint cleared of blockage. The procedure was invasive, and after some time the surgeon came out and indicated that he could not go on because there was too much bleeding. He said, “You’d better get your family here. He may not make it through the night.” So all the children were rushed to Andrew’s bedside, where they gathered weeping and saying their good-byes.
Andrew had just come out of the anesthetic and was in intense pain and unable to speak. Seeing his family’s distress, he made a curious motion with his finger, which they finally understood as a request for a pen. Of late he had been unable to write in a straight line. But now, very slowly and with intense deliberation, he wrote twelve words in a single column.
For to me
to live
is Christ
and
to die
is gain.
Andrew anchored the column with “Hallelujah.” The writing of that last word took him a full minute as he made sure he spelled it correctly (always the precise surgeon). And then he spoke: “Nothing has changed. Nothing has changed.”
Paul did not want to do great things for God; He wanted God to do great things in and through him. His goal was to serve as the hands and feet and mouth of Christ, doing in Christ’s power what Christ would do.