We’ll get to the astonishing story in Dr. Chauncey Crandall’s new book, “Raising the Dead,” but perhaps the most startling aspect of this “medical memoir” is the author’s completely bold stance on the gospel.
Readers discover at the outset that Crandall is an unashamed believer in the claims of Jesus Christ. It’s perhaps an added bonus that his book isn’t the printed equivalent of a televangelist claim of raising the dead.
We’ve all seen them and heard them: The ego-driven televangelists who make outlandish claims of having raised people from the dead. The stories originate from deepest, darkest Africa, or some other remote spot on the globe, where credible eyewitnesses and medical personnel are – shockingly – absent.
Chauncey Crandall, though, is right here in the open. And he’s a real doctor, a cardiologist who studied at Yale. Incredibly, he has embraced a multi-faceted healing ministry approach, and serves on the staff at Palm Beach Cardiovascular Clinic in Palm Beach Gardens, Fla., Palm Beach Gardens Hospital, Good Samaritan Medical Center and Jupiter Medical Center.
When you read this man’s story, you’ll wonder how one person could be involved in so many dramatic stories (the book includes the poignant tale of Crandall’s son, Chad).
It begins with the dramatic encounter with a heart attack victim, less than five years ago.
When a burly, red-haired fellow named Jeff Markin crashed to the floor in the ER of Palm Beach Gardens Hospital, Dr. Crandall encountered the supernatural.
Markin, perspiring and battling an upset stomach that morning, entered the ER and fumbled for his insurance card. Seconds later, he had collapsed, and medical personnel raced to his aid.
After working on this patient, the medical staff found that they had lost the race to revive him. As Crandall reluctantly started to leave the room, he had an overwhelming sense that he should pray for Markin. He also requested one more attempt to shock the patient back to life.
No doubt the request was met with skepticism, but amazingly, a normal heart rate returned … after Markin had been dead for 43 minutes!
So begins the tale of a physician with impeccable credentials, who today finds himself standing on the bridge between reason and faith. That he has successfully bridged the gulf between modern medicine and the supernatural is a testament to his own resolve; raising the dead is but one component of his ministry.
Upon learning that their son Chad had leukemia, Chauncey and Deborah turned to their faith, and the family began attending a storefront Pentecostal Church. In “Raising the Dead,” Crandall makes an interesting point as he develops this part of his story:
“There’s a strange privilege in being desperate,” he writes, “one missing or not felt so immediately in most church circles.”
As Crandall traces Chad’s story, including “patiently” waiting for a new drug – Gleevec – to be approved, one gets the sense that the author has embarked on a remarkable spiritual journey that may not always take him where he wants to go.
An added bonus to this wonderfully written book is the peek into the nimble mind of a man who loves to explore the world, from medical journals to trips through the countryside in search of everything from insect specimens to Civil War artifacts. Such a mind would need all the energy he could muster to navigate through Chad’s illness and aftermath.
Quite frankly, “Raising the Dead” is one of the most amazing books I’ve ever read, and on multiple levels.
However, the most incredible facet of the story is the faith-strengthening tone.
When Chad broke a rib lifting a heavy tennis ball machine, the family discovered that the cancer was again doing its ruthless work, “a line that was escaping Gleevec’s control.”
You’re probably already ahead of me on this, and I won’t spoil the read for you, but the Crandall’s experience through their son’s illness makes “Raising the Dead” all the more remarkable.
Through it, Dr. Crandall exhibits a boldness rarely seen, and one that has propelled him not only to see people healed physically, but more importantly, spiritually.
An added bonus to the book is the collection of other amazing stories of healing, so that Crandall’s story – and his testimony in speaking engagements – goes far beyond Markin’s miracle.
The world we currently live in is very broken. It is sick almost beyond belief (I write this a day after the horrific homicide-bombing at the Moscow airport – carnage on a massive scale).
How utterly refreshing to read “Raising the Dead,” with its sparkling faith that shines from the darkness. Congratulations to Chauncey and Deborah Crandall, and thanks for sharing such an uncommon faith.