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"I just remember him saying, 'Mom, please, can I give some money? Because I love KLRC. They do such great things and they need to stay on the air so people can hear them!' And so that sweet little boy added up all the money that he had, and it came to like 7 dollars and 63 cents. But it was every penny that he had."
This is a story about Joshua and his heart. His mom told me how this same heart that moved him to give everything he had at age 8, grew even more confident and generous as he grew older.
“Cherish every moment. Live every day to the fullest. Laugh daily.” I could probably conclude this post with just those three wise statements recently shared with us by Renae. But to fully understand the significance of those words, you need to know more about her story.
Renae wrote to us a few weeks ago to share that her family has been fighting some pretty big battles. “My oldest son, Shawn, was diagnosed with large B-cell lymphoma of the spine. We have always trusted God’s plan for our lives, but now we are living that plan. Knowing His ways are better, we fully trusted that God would do what was best for my son.”
Recently I spoke in my home church. We don’t meet in a traditional building, so when I arrived early I was greeted by a team hauling out chairs. After the second service another team started to stack those same chairs onto a trailer.
I was privileged to serve that day — as I spoke to a crowd sitting in chairs placed by unseen hands.
Ken Miller says that when he was a boy, he was intrigued by a cucumber that his uncle kept preserved in a bottle on a shelf.
The intriguing thing about this cucumber was that it was way too large to go through the very narrow neck of the bottle. It was a mystery. But his mother finally explained that when the cucumber was very tiny, it had been passed through the narrow neck and allowed to grow while still attached to the vine.
I realized something the other day. My wife likes to follow certain photographers on Instagram, and occasionally, after the kids go to bed, she will show a photo to me and say, "Look at this one... I really like this one." The photo could be an image of a waterfall, an incredible sunset, or billowing clouds. She loves clouds.
I finally began to realize that it was after the most difficult days that she looked the longest at those beautiful images. Her soul was searching for beauty. We all search for beauty and have been since Eden. If we are honest, we might say our souls crave it.
Do you ever wonder if God can use your life?
I once struggled with this. I thought I had to be a certain way. Maybe a little more outgoing. Perhaps a lot more talented. The thing is, Jesus didn’t wait until I felt confident to invite me to walk with him or to do works in his name.
Years ago, when our kids were little, the comet Hale-Bopp appeared in the northwestern sky. Every night for two weeks we all bundled up and stood outside gazing at its dusty white tail glowing against the night sky.
On one of those comet nights my husband cleverly maneuvered our daughter’s bed 180 degrees around so she could look out her bedroom window at Hale-Bopp before falling asleep. I remember standing silently in her doorway, charmed by his efforts to enhance our child’s encounter with this spectacle.
In 1787, after a long hot summer of debate in Independence Hall, Philadelphia, delegates from the 13 American colonies approved the final draft of the United States Constitution.
When George Washington, the chairman, declared the document adopted by the delegates for ratification by the colonies, it is said that Ben Franklin stood up and said to Washington: “Throughout these months, Mr. Chairman, I have listened to the arguments pro and con while my eyes constantly looked up to the top slat of your chair back, where there is carved a sunburst. I have wondered during these days whether that sunburst represented a setting sun or a rising sun. With the adoption of this Constitution, I am now persuaded it is a rising sun.”
When my grandmother was in her final days of life I was afraid to go see her. As a young woman I had never experienced the loss of a loved one and I didn’t know what to expect. But when I walked into her hospital room to say goodbye there was something that felt “right” about it, and although my heart was hurting it was also filled with peace. Death comes to all of us, and when it does come there is something comforting about having people beside you to help answer all of your questions and provide your family with the care they need.
For more than 15 years patients and their family members have turned to Circle of Life for care and comfort. It’s clear when you walk through the front doors at Circle of Life that patients and families come first. From the beautiful surroundings to the friendly staff you instantly feel welcomed and cared for.
If we could have coffee today I'd say, "God cares about your tears."
Psalm 56:8 says, "Put my tears into your bottle; Are they not in your book?" If you could read a record of your tears, what would it contain? You probably can't even remember each one you've shed or why. But it seems God does.