We finally got Howard's DNA kit ready to mail, which our clever son, Benjamin got him for Christmas. (He said he wanted to know if his father really is of Native Indian descent, which Howard had heard from relatives.)
After we finally figured out the instructions, we hit a new snag. Hubby had a hard time getting enough saliva to fill the small tube which held a mysterious substance that would bring forth results. "Spit!" I urged him, but under pressure, he was having trouble with a dry mouth. After about three tries, it seemed sufficient. We will see.
I couldn't help thinking of the incident in the Bible when Jesus healed a blind man. John 9:6 tells us, "When he had thus spoken, he spat on the ground, and made clay of the spittle, and he anointed the eyes of the blind man with the clay."
I have often wondered if it was the spittle containing Jesus's DNA that healed the blind man, or was it the clay that came from the earth He created? John 1:3 teaches, "All things were made by him; and without him not anything made that was made."
In a sermon recently, our pastor emphasized how Jesus cares for us, even knowing when a hair falls from our head. "But the very hairs of your head are numbered," Matthew 10:30. Luke 12:7 states, "But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows."
From today's science and technology, we know that every strand of hair carries one's DNA! No matter how long someone has been dead and unidentified, their DNA in the hair identifies them. So my supposition is, each hair is not only numbered, it is coded! Jesus knew this all along, since He is the Master of creation! And He also knows the answer to Howard's ethnicity!
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