Love still changes people

Sunday, July 21, 2019
Jean Vanier, founder of the L’Arche communities, said, “My experience has shown that when we welcome people from this world of anguish, brokenness and depression, and when they gradually discover that they are wanted and loved as they are and that they have a place, then we witness a real transformation — I would even say ‘resurrection.’ Their tense, angry, fearful, depressed body gradually becomes relaxed, peaceful and trusting. This shows through the expression on the face and through all their flesh. As they discover a sense of belonging, that they are part of a ‘family,’ then the will to live begins to emerge. I do not believe it is of any value to push people into doing things unless this desire to live and to grow has begun to emerge.”

Isn’t this the work of the Kingdom of God and the church as well?

Wedding Shower

Tuesday, July 16, 2019
In just a few weeks Micah is marrying a lovely young lady, Sharayah. Its always awkward when you end up on the father in laws blog, but she is a generous soul and it's been good to get to know her a bit.

Sunday the church here celebrated as they do, with food, cake and some good fun.

These kids do grow up and make their own good lives out there and all our kids have done well at that. Makes me grateful and a bit humbled. For all my screwups and human nature, or maybe I mean in spite of it all, they are a grace to us and blessings in this world.

It was a good day. :)


Monday, June 24, 2019

Of course there are probably only a few of you who will remember what comes to mind when I say Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom!

But Omaha is pretty tonight. Beautiful night to be here, and the rain has stopped, for now.

Dad. Thirteen years on.

I am in Omaha Nebraska today for meetings for the church board I am a part of. It was alright mostly. Emotional and a bit of a challenge sometimes, but they are good people on the board I get to work with and we did good work today.

But mid way through the day I did a double take and realized that it was June 24th. My dad died today, 13 years ago.

I've missed him a lot this year.
I find as I age that there are questions I have for him. Maybe because I am aging or maybe I am maturing, but I would love to have a few real good conversations with him.

And I've longed to ask him questions about his health challenges. Did he feel this way, or what happened when he felt that way. What did he do when he couldn't work any longer and how did he know that. Sometimes my health challenges remind me of what I think I remember about his story. But without him able to tell me, a new symptom is an unknow thing to me. So I ignore it, but it bugs me inside and I wonder.

Anyway, there are much worse things in this world, and this week we meet with pastors who are very broken. Much worse things.

But today I just missed my dad.

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