After baking 18 dozen (no, that's not a typo) cookies on Saturday, the grandkids came over Sunday afternoon to decorate them. This has become a tradition, but with 7 grandchildren and another one on the way, it's now a major project also but certainly one we enjoy. Only the oldest grandchild, Luke, did not come, so we had 6 children, ages 1.5 years (Julian), 3 years (Benny), 4 years (Cooper and Wilson), 5 years (Niland), and 10 years (Cami - our only granddaughter). They stayed for 4 hours so the parents could have a break and get some things done in preparation for Christmas without children in tow. My son, Nathan, stayed to help us with the kids, especially little Julian, who ate more cookies than anyone, I think! Frosting and sprinkles were everywhere on the table we had set up, but thankfully we have hardwood floors so the mess was easily cleaned. When the kids finished or simply quit decorating their 3 dozen cookies each, we played on the Wii and took a brief walk outside to see the ducks, which had flown off to somewhere else.
It was nice to have a breather of normalcy after the massacre in Newtown, Connecticut, but as I looked at all our beautiful grandchildren, I couldn't fathom losing one of them. They are all so very precious and fiercely loved. My heart grieved even as I enjoyed our very busy day and basked in the miracle of family.
We hugged them all a bit harder when they left laden with their boxes of cookies. I've attached some photos of our day. Please enjoy your children/grandchildren/family and never take life for granted; no one is guaranteed tomorrow. We have only the moment we have.
I'll soon post my Christmas card to family, friends, and my readers. Enjoy the moment that God has given you.
I started blogging during the writing of "Amanda's Hope -- A Choice For Life", which deals with teenage rebellion/rape/abortion/right to life/adoption/forgiveness and restoration. My blog is about daily life and its lessons, some of the oddities I observe, lessons learned from nature, and the incredible goodness of God.
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Thursday, December 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Tragedy Touches Home
The grief that has shocked the nation, even the entire world, seemingly taking our hearts out and crushing them before our eyes, has come close to my home. An event such as this does not just affect the parents and local community; no, it reaches out with its tentacles and lays hold of grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, and dear friends across the country with a tenacity that can only be described as verocious. Like an unstoppable cancer, it spreads across the country, destroying relationships and changing lives forever.
My daughter and her husband have been close friends with a couple in their church for years, and it is this couple that has lost a niece in the tragedy. The husband of this couple is the brother of the mother of one of the slain girls. This couple have children of their own, and their daughter has been very good friends with my granddaughter for years, so I have a 10-year-old granddaughter who is learning a hard lesson about the horrible realities of life as her own parents deal with the suffering of their friends. At the same time, my granddaughter is showing her strength and compassion to her friend Jordan at the loss of Jordan's 6-year-old cousin. Countless other people across this nation are also suffering the results of one person's incomprehensible fatal choice.
My office is located close to a shooting range, and on nice days, which we've enjoyed this week, I sit in my car and enjoy the sunshine during my lunch break. I don't usually pay attention to the sound of guns in the distance, but I do now. I understand the description of the shots as popping sounds, for that's what they are. Even though I know the place down the street is for sport, I can't help but think that they are using for personal enjoyment and pleasure instruments that were chosen to annihilate defenseless children. Just as fire can be beneficial or destructive beyond belief, so too can guns be for fun or for death. It all depends on who holds the gun in his or her hand and the choices they make.
I've been following the news closely, as has almost everyone, and don't understand the frenzy to purchase the style of gun that was turned on our most precious possession, our children, by the shooter. I don't understand the "need" for a law-abiding citizen to own a gun. Surely the statistics would support my belief that few of us, even in high-crime areas, are ever threatened in our own homes. And I believe the statistics would support the fact that more children are accidentally killed by other children in their homes, their place of assumed safety, than are perpetrators of evil who break into homes. The more guns we have, the more frequently this will continue to occur.
I read an article the other night on-line somewhere (as you, I've read and heard so much that I can't keep some bits of information straight) that Newtown/Sandy Hook were taking down their Christmas decorations, and my heart cried out, "NO! Don't take down the decorations! You still have other children who need Christmas!" This is the time of year when we celebrate the birth of Christ, the Saviour of the world, and if we put aside this time of celebration, even when we suffer incomprehensible loss, evil wins. Our remaining children still need Christmas, and this Christmas in particular, even though it will be different.
Good needs to overcome evil, especially now. "The thief comes not but to steal, to kill and to destroy; I am come that you may have life, and that you might have it more abundantly." (John 10:10) Yes, this act was one of evil perpetrated by the enemy of our souls, whose sole purpose is to steal, kill and destroy. Through God alone will we find life, and not just existence, but abundant life.
Jesus said, "These things I have spoken unto you, that in me you might have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world." (John 16:33) It's a sure thing that we will have tribulation in this world, and losing a child in such an unimaginable event is undoubtedly one of the most heart-rendering events a human can endure, yet through Christ we can overcome because HE has overcome, including death.
So how do we make sense of these two verses of scripture? How do we analyze and understand that Jesus came to give us life as we face the loss of so many innocent children? We can't. It's impossible. The only way to endure and ultimately overcome this unbelieveably sad event is to have faith that God's word is true. Joy will come some morning. Beauty will rise from the ashes. Life will be good and full again even as it remains different than what it was or would have been had this tragic event not been visited upon us.
The innocent children still live but in a different place - the place we call heaven. They are no longer here, and it is the sudden and brutal way in which they were taken from our midst that crushes our senses and hearts. As human beings, we know only this world and don't fathom heaven, which is God's home and is promised to us who believe on, adhere to, rely on, and cling to Him while we live on this earth. Heaven is real; it's forever. The slain children are there, enjoying the presence of their Creator. All of their questions have been answered, but many of ours will not ever be answered because we live on this side of eternity. Families will be reunited with these lost loved ones some day, and only then will all questions be answered, only then will things be revealed.
As everyone who has been affected, from parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, best friends, casual friends, acquaintances, the survivors, the first responders, police officers -- the list goes on and on --and even those who live in the Newtown/Sandy Hook areas or have in the past and feel rooted to that special place -- as all work through the grieving process, let us find hope in Jesus, who is acquainted wtih our sorrows and who offers peace, healing, and hope for eternal life.
In time, life will move on, only differently than what had been expected.
God is good, never evil. Read the end of The Book - He wins.
My daughter and her husband have been close friends with a couple in their church for years, and it is this couple that has lost a niece in the tragedy. The husband of this couple is the brother of the mother of one of the slain girls. This couple have children of their own, and their daughter has been very good friends with my granddaughter for years, so I have a 10-year-old granddaughter who is learning a hard lesson about the horrible realities of life as her own parents deal with the suffering of their friends. At the same time, my granddaughter is showing her strength and compassion to her friend Jordan at the loss of Jordan's 6-year-old cousin. Countless other people across this nation are also suffering the results of one person's incomprehensible fatal choice.
My office is located close to a shooting range, and on nice days, which we've enjoyed this week, I sit in my car and enjoy the sunshine during my lunch break. I don't usually pay attention to the sound of guns in the distance, but I do now. I understand the description of the shots as popping sounds, for that's what they are. Even though I know the place down the street is for sport, I can't help but think that they are using for personal enjoyment and pleasure instruments that were chosen to annihilate defenseless children. Just as fire can be beneficial or destructive beyond belief, so too can guns be for fun or for death. It all depends on who holds the gun in his or her hand and the choices they make.
I've been following the news closely, as has almost everyone, and don't understand the frenzy to purchase the style of gun that was turned on our most precious possession, our children, by the shooter. I don't understand the "need" for a law-abiding citizen to own a gun. Surely the statistics would support my belief that few of us, even in high-crime areas, are ever threatened in our own homes. And I believe the statistics would support the fact that more children are accidentally killed by other children in their homes, their place of assumed safety, than are perpetrators of evil who break into homes. The more guns we have, the more frequently this will continue to occur.
I read an article the other night on-line somewhere (as you, I've read and heard so much that I can't keep some bits of information straight) that Newtown/Sandy Hook were taking down their Christmas decorations, and my heart cried out, "NO! Don't take down the decorations! You still have other children who need Christmas!" This is the time of year when we celebrate the birth of Christ, the Saviour of the world, and if we put aside this time of celebration, even when we suffer incomprehensible loss, evil wins. Our remaining children still need Christmas, and this Christmas in particular, even though it will be different.
Good needs to overcome evil, especially now. "The thief comes not but to steal, to kill and to destroy; I am come that you may have life, and that you might have it more abundantly." (John 10:10) Yes, this act was one of evil perpetrated by the enemy of our souls, whose sole purpose is to steal, kill and destroy. Through God alone will we find life, and not just existence, but abundant life.
Jesus said, "These things I have spoken unto you, that in me you might have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world." (John 16:33) It's a sure thing that we will have tribulation in this world, and losing a child in such an unimaginable event is undoubtedly one of the most heart-rendering events a human can endure, yet through Christ we can overcome because HE has overcome, including death.
So how do we make sense of these two verses of scripture? How do we analyze and understand that Jesus came to give us life as we face the loss of so many innocent children? We can't. It's impossible. The only way to endure and ultimately overcome this unbelieveably sad event is to have faith that God's word is true. Joy will come some morning. Beauty will rise from the ashes. Life will be good and full again even as it remains different than what it was or would have been had this tragic event not been visited upon us.
The innocent children still live but in a different place - the place we call heaven. They are no longer here, and it is the sudden and brutal way in which they were taken from our midst that crushes our senses and hearts. As human beings, we know only this world and don't fathom heaven, which is God's home and is promised to us who believe on, adhere to, rely on, and cling to Him while we live on this earth. Heaven is real; it's forever. The slain children are there, enjoying the presence of their Creator. All of their questions have been answered, but many of ours will not ever be answered because we live on this side of eternity. Families will be reunited with these lost loved ones some day, and only then will all questions be answered, only then will things be revealed.
As everyone who has been affected, from parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, best friends, casual friends, acquaintances, the survivors, the first responders, police officers -- the list goes on and on --and even those who live in the Newtown/Sandy Hook areas or have in the past and feel rooted to that special place -- as all work through the grieving process, let us find hope in Jesus, who is acquainted wtih our sorrows and who offers peace, healing, and hope for eternal life.
In time, life will move on, only differently than what had been expected.
God is good, never evil. Read the end of The Book - He wins.
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Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Thanksgiving
Giving thanks - Thanksgiving, an American tradition celebrated by feasting on turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, pumpkin pie, cranberry sauce, and a variety of other dishes favored by individual families. But the attitude of giving thanks is quickly deteriorating into an attitude of greed with shopping now becoming the focus. When I was a girl, all stores were closed on Thanksgiving. There was no such thing as Black Friday, and stores were not decorated for Christmas until after Thanksgiving. There was no madness to get the best deals; there was no Cyber Monday, no on-line shopping. Instead, there was anticipation in the search and joy in the finding of the right gift for each person on your list. Giving was from the heart, not from the television ads that provoked desire for the newest gadgets and latest version of some electronic device that someone thinks they must have.
But I digress! My husband and I celebrated a traditional Thanksgiving with people we had never met until they walked in the door - 3 students from China, now attending Duke University, and the mother of one of the young ladies. Because our children were scattered to other states and other sides of the family, we were left to celebrate the day alone but decided instead to host internationals through a program in our church, iMix. One of the young ladies attends our Chinese church, and she brought her mother and 2 friends.
Opening our home to strangers is biblical, and it was a most interesting event. Foods which I prepare with no forethought became the subject of photo after photo, question after question, and multiple comments upon consumption. Things ordinary to us were first events to our Chinese guests. Language wasn't a problem as they, except the mother, spoke very good English.
After our guests left and I finished cleaning all the pots and pans, I was exhausted but filled with a sense of joy that we were able to provide an opportunity to 4 Chinese people to experience an American Thanksgiving. Yet I often wonder what they think of the madness they see on television to purchase gifts that can't be given for more than a month. Black Friday has now spilled over into Thanksgiving Day, and within a few years I'm certain the sales will start the day before Thanksgiving and will run right through Thanksgiving. Black Friday will be a thing of the past.
I make it a point NOT to shop on Friday. I had to pick up my new eye glasses on Saturday and did that late in the afternoon and then picked up a few things at a chain retail store, and I found it amazingly quiet in the store. Apparently all the madness and crazy shoppers had done their thing, and now the rest of us can shop in peace and quiet, not swallowed up by the insanity that has kicked off the Christmas shopping season. And yes, it is Christmas, not holiday season. God gave his greatest gift to the world, and that's why we have Christmas. The truth will never change even though man's interpretation of it does. God gave, we received. Let's try to keep that in mind as we maneuver through the store aisles during the coming weeks.
But I digress! My husband and I celebrated a traditional Thanksgiving with people we had never met until they walked in the door - 3 students from China, now attending Duke University, and the mother of one of the young ladies. Because our children were scattered to other states and other sides of the family, we were left to celebrate the day alone but decided instead to host internationals through a program in our church, iMix. One of the young ladies attends our Chinese church, and she brought her mother and 2 friends.
Opening our home to strangers is biblical, and it was a most interesting event. Foods which I prepare with no forethought became the subject of photo after photo, question after question, and multiple comments upon consumption. Things ordinary to us were first events to our Chinese guests. Language wasn't a problem as they, except the mother, spoke very good English.
After our guests left and I finished cleaning all the pots and pans, I was exhausted but filled with a sense of joy that we were able to provide an opportunity to 4 Chinese people to experience an American Thanksgiving. Yet I often wonder what they think of the madness they see on television to purchase gifts that can't be given for more than a month. Black Friday has now spilled over into Thanksgiving Day, and within a few years I'm certain the sales will start the day before Thanksgiving and will run right through Thanksgiving. Black Friday will be a thing of the past.
I make it a point NOT to shop on Friday. I had to pick up my new eye glasses on Saturday and did that late in the afternoon and then picked up a few things at a chain retail store, and I found it amazingly quiet in the store. Apparently all the madness and crazy shoppers had done their thing, and now the rest of us can shop in peace and quiet, not swallowed up by the insanity that has kicked off the Christmas shopping season. And yes, it is Christmas, not holiday season. God gave his greatest gift to the world, and that's why we have Christmas. The truth will never change even though man's interpretation of it does. God gave, we received. Let's try to keep that in mind as we maneuver through the store aisles during the coming weeks.
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