Tuesday, August 28, 2007

One Wet August

Findlay saw one of the worst floods in it's history last week. I'm not sure that pictures can really describe the situation, but I've selected a few that will give you a small overview.

From Main St. (yup, the thing that's almost buried is a van) to Fort Findlay (a park just 4 blocks from our house), much of the town was under water. It really got me thinking, but I'll write more about that later.

These shots were sent to me by my friends Rusty and Lisa, and are credited to: Pat Gibson, Jim and Mike Gould, Drew Glaser and Bob Powell.

Talk to you soon,


Friday, August 17, 2007

Hope, or Hooey


I really don’t have to explain suffering, do I? As soon as I said that word you probably filled in the blanks with your own story of pain, custom fit just for your life. Pain doesn’t care how old we are, or how much money we make, or what kind of car we drive- it sinks its teeth into all of us.

It’s in the sound of the doctor’s voice, saying those words we never wanted to hear.
It’s watching as your Mom and Dad’s marriage falls apart.
It’s in the helplessness of seeing a child slipping away.
It’s hearing the words “I don’t love you anymore.”

These things stack up inside us, and they can make us skeptical to the 2000 year old words of Paul in Romans 8:18 when he says, “I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us.”

That’s a pretty big statement. If it wasn't in the Bible, it might sound like a bunch of hooey.

Actually, depending on what you're going through right now, it might sound like a bunch of hooey anyway.

At any rate, it makes me think about something that happened a while back.

I eat breakfast every Wednesday with a couple of guys. We usually talk about a book that we’re all reading, but a couple of weeks ago, we just talked about Rose. This wasn’t too hard- Mark had
3 entire albums full of their latest pictures of her.

The photos were from a trip that Mark and his wife Kim had recently taken to Haiti, to spend some more time with their little girl. They knew they wouldn’t be able to take Rose home- but that wasn’t really the point.

Mark and Kim love Rose. She isn’t some abstract concept, like “the orphans of Haiti,” or a name on a support card. She is their daughter. She just doesn’t live with them yet.

Adopting a child from Haiti is a long, expensive process and you have to jump through a lot of hoops. Every day that Mark and Kim spend without Rose is painful. But they continue to hope, and that hope is based in a quiet, confident expectation that it WILL happen. Nothing that Mark and Kim endure today will compare with the day when the adoption is complete and they get to take Rose home.

Do you think that God is any different? Is it any wonder that Paul can say that nothing we endure today is worth comparing to the glory that will be revealed in us? The hope that he is saying we can have is that same confident expectation that Mark and Kim have about Rose’s adoption. It will happen.

“Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.” -Romans 8:23-25

I think that dealing with suffering is infinitely harder when you question if you really matter, and if there’s anything to believe in; to hope for.

The Creator, God of the universe answers both of those questions. He tells us, “You can believe in Me. I didn’t have a beginning, I won’t have an end, and I don’t change. I will be solid for you to hang on to, and I will never leave you, or forsake you."

But He’s also saying, “I believe in you!” “You matter to Me, and I want you as my daughter; as my son.”

If we accept that adoption, then we HAVE to accept the truth that God wants us!

Nothing we endure today will compare with the day when our adoption is complete.

And that's not hooey.

In Him We Live,


p.s.- Thanks Mark, for letting me tell your amazing story.


Well, I'm back!

Thanks for your patience- the big project is done for my MA. It wasn't exactly a thesis; perhaps we could refer to it as "son of thesis," or something like that. It was a lot of work, but I'm very glad to have done it. (I got an A-, by the way.) I'm also at the official "halfway" point as far as credits go toward the degree, which sort of feels like a bit of a milestone, too.

Anyway, a more lengthy entry is on the way soon, but before I posted that one, I just wanted to say a quick "howdy" to everybody and tell you again how grateful I am to be a part of this community. Talk to you soon!

In Him We Live,