|Photo by the marvelous wedding photographer|
I stood in the doorway of our master bedroom, facing the hall banister that overlooks the downstairs entrance to the house. It was dusk, but an amber glow illuminated the stranger who faced the railing with his arms in repose and his hands resting along the wood. His tones were all of a golden hue, as if he'd walked out of an old fashioned photograph. There were no elegant wings, nor flowing robe, but instead, he wore baggy pants, a loose fitting shirt and shoes. His hair hung down to his shoulders though he looked clean-shaven. Perhaps the word 'ordinary' would describe him as well, except for the minor detail, that he glowed. He didn't see me, but if he had, I imagine he'd have said, "Fear not!" As I stood, rooted to my spot, I realized that his eyes were focused out the high window, to the world beyond, and I heard one word in my mind, 'Sobering'.
I'm sorry to say that I was afraid at first, not of him, but of his stance. His serious look and the one word, hung over my heart for many days. Since then, I believe we've seen more terrifying things in our world, than we might have dreamt, even in our worst nightmares. It is sobering to see the cruelty of this modern age, whether at home or abroad. There is death behind closed doors in sterile rooms through abortions and the distribution of baby flesh, and death in violent boldness, splashed before our eyes in all its brutality, throughout the globe, as seen on our handheld screens. But there is subtle death as well. There is death of faith, family, freedoms and empathy. And when death takes center stage, fear is his captivating thug and joy is forgotten.
But Beloveds, God is still God. And in Him, we find joy! I am one who desires to know the hard things, and then I take them to The Lord. The angel I saw alerted me of what was to come, but only God knows the depth of His plans and love is always at the foundation. When our oldest son, the groom, Gabriel, was young, I told him, "God always has something up his sleeves." He reflected the thought more fully, "And God has some mighty big sleeves!"
|Photo by Gabriel's comrade|
Line sent us this picture of Gabriel, at the end of nine days of field training. While cleaning his weapon, he fell sound asleep. Why? Because when it was time to lead the helpers, he did so, with courage and confidence in the One who guides our steps.
In these dark days, when the choices of some, affect the lives of many, we must look to Jesus, the Author and perfecter of life. And the work before us is good, so good, because God gives everyone opportunities to serve! And the angels that surrounded the humble birth of Jesus Christ are still with us! Whether in warning or guarding, God supplies His power to our willing hearts and hands. His promises are true.
|Salomé and the runt, Hemingway, who lived because of the way she loved him.|