Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 03, 2010

The Difference Between Men and Women

My wife and I were watching the DVD of the recent BBC version of Jane Austen's Sense and Sensibility last night.  We were highly amused by the portrayal of the differences between men and women illustrated in a specific conversation between the Dashwood women and Sir John Middleton:

"Willoughby!" cried Sir John; "what, is he in the country? That is good news however? I will ride over to-morrow, and ask him to dinner on Thursday."

"You know him, then," said Mrs. Dashwood.

"Know him? to be sure I do. Why, he is down here every year."

"And what sort of a young man is he?"

"As good a kind of fellow as ever lived, I assure you. A very decent shot, and there is not a bolder rider in England."

"And is that all you can say for him?" cried Marianne, indignantly. "But what are his manners on more intimate acquaintance? What his pursuits, his talents, and genius?"

Sir John was rather puzzled.

"Upon my soul," said he, "I do not know much about him as to all that. But he is a pleasant, good-humoured fellow, and has got the nicest little black bitch of a pointer I ever saw. Was she out with him to-day?"

Thursday, October 22, 2009

O' Death, Where is thy Sting?

My grandmother died last week. It wasn't entirely unexpected, but it was sad nonetheless. But she lived to a ripe age of 89 and was a follower of Christ. She was ready to go. It was bitter-sweet.

When my grandfather died ten years ago, he had a funeral in the church but there was no graveside/burial service. Whoever wanted said a few words and that was about it. So this time, especially since there was to be only one service (at the graveside) I offered my father the option of me presiding over a simple burial service. In the end, they found a pastor from the Calvary Chapel my grandmother used to attend and he presided over the service.

I'm sad to say I was pretty disappointed with the service. In true Calvary Chapel form, it was very informal. But, what's worse, while the pastor talked a lot, very little was actually said. There was virtually no Scripture reading, no presentation of the Gospel, no comfort given to the grieving in the objective work of Christ on their behalf, and no talk about the Resurrection. If I would have given the homily, I would probably have said something like the following. It's by no means perfect, but I think it touches upon some of the more important points of objective comfort for Christians:

I'd like to make a few brief remarks about Death. It is common in our society to refer to the one who has died as having "passed away." There is, obviously, a sense in which this true. The Apostle Paul tells us in his 2nd letter to the Corinthians that, for those who are in Christ, when our spirit is absent from the body, it is in the presence of the Lord. So, in a way, one's spirit could be said to have "passed away" into God's presence. However, this type of language concerning death is not found in Scripture. The phrase actually comes from Mary Baker Eddy, the founder of the "Christian Science" religion.

We also hear quite commonly in our society that "death is just a natural part of life" along with frequent references to the so-called "circle of life." These concepts are not Christian either. At best, they each serve to minimize the reality of death, to try to lighten its effects. And, for those who have not the hope we do, this is all they can do--try to minimize death.

In contrast, Christianity has a very real and "earthy" understanding of death. Death is not "a natural part of life." It is the most unnatural thing in the universe! When God created Man in his image, he was intended to live forever. The human race was designed to live and work and play and fellowship with each other and their Creator. But Death was not a natural part of the original scheme. It's just not right; it's not the way life is supposed to be.

As we know, once sin entered the world--when Adam and Eve rebelled against God--everything changed. The holy and righteous God who cannot tolerate self-centered rebellion against Him did what his righteous character required: he demanded justice, and pronounced the Curse upon upon Adam and Eve and all their descendants. And so, not only did all the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve inherit an unquenchable desire to continue that rebellion against God--but we also all inherited the just effects of the Curse that God placed upon our original parents.

Toil and labor, pain and suffering, sickness and, finally, death--all are results of the Curse. They are not our friends, they are our enemies. And, therefore, it is right--to an extent--to hate and despise them. This is freeing because, as Christians, we do not have to go around stoically biting our lips, pretending that all is wonderful and cheery in the world, whenever we face physical suffering or emotional pain.

From time to time, when I think about Leila dying, I cry. And I cry not only because I am going to miss her. To be sure, I have immense sorrow for my and the world's loss of her. But I have deep sorrow and anger at the bitterness, the finality (in a sense), and the plain unnaturalness of death. Scripture describes, and even personifies, Death as our "enemy." And so it is good and right to mourn for our loss--and also to be angry at death.

BUT--and this is a big but--while Christians do mourn, we do not grieve as those who have no hope! Though death will likely strike us all down, God's Word tells us that Jesus Christ has taken away the sting of death. In his death on the Cross, Jesus Christ triumphed over sin--he bore the eternal punishment of those who trust in him. But, at his resurrection, He triumphed over death and the grave. So the Apostle Paul asks the question: "O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?!"

In his resurrection from the dead, Jesus Christ has become the firstfruits--the down-payment, the guarantee--of our own resurrection. That Jesus Christ can triumph over sin, death, and hell, is an assurance to us of his power to rescue us from the same enemies.

God gives us assurance in His Word that Leila's spirit has temporarily departed from her failing body and is in the immediate presence of her loving Savior. But that is not the end. C.S. Lewis once said: "God loves matter. He created it!" When we die, we will not all float around on clouds playing harps for eternity. Instead, we look forward to the reunion of her and our spirits with new and resurrected bodies. We share Job's hope when said: "in my flesh I shall see God." And that is the hope to which we all have to look forward: A new heaven and new earth, with resurrected and restored bodies that will never suffer, never get sick, and never again die. In the the final verse of the Bible our Lord comforts us, saying: "He which testifieth these things saith, 'Surely I come quickly.' Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus!" Amen.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

The Happiest Place on Earth

While I already didn't believe the slogan, going to Disneyland in the middle of the "Christmas Break" should be enough to make anyone confident that the exact opposite is true. In the midst of the huddled masses, long lines, and exorbitant prices, there was this small, wonderful glimmer of grace and happiness:


I love my little "Space Ranger 2." :)

Monday, October 01, 2007

Want an Otoscope?

I sure do!

Compounders of P&M Dermasalve are giving away 6 Free Dr. Mom Otoscopes. Click HERE for details.

We've always wanted to be able to look in our kids' ears when they have a cold to see if they also have an ear infection. Having an otoscope could save us an unecessary trip to the pediatrician. Enter to win! (h/t Nathaniel)

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Out of the mouths of children

I've had a few of those proud daddy moments recently, where I reflect with admiration and beam with glee at my kids. There has been a series of events over the past week or so which involve my four-year-old, Bennett, and about which as a parent I couldn't be gladder. Allow me a few moments to boast about the great son God has given me:

First, I got a call last week from my wife, telling me Bennett had a question for me. She put him on and he asked, "Daddy, does Bailey have any sin in him?" By this, he meant, "does our cat have a sin nature." I went on to explain that no, animals haven't inherited a sin nature like people have. I recalled the story of Adam and his disobedience and how, because of him, now all people are sinners. While cats and other animals are affected by the curse, they aren't in rebellion against God. I know, at only 4, he has a hard time grasping all of that (especially since Bailey does "bad" things like barf on the carpet). But in time, with a steady diet of godly teaching he will get it. But I wasn't going to say something like, "Sorry kid, you're too young to understand; wait 'til you're twelve." It warms my heart to see my little kid pondering such deep and important issues.

Last weekend, he was looking at the pictures in one of his books. He gets my attention and points to a few tiny little chicks and then, cupping his little right hand he says, "I really want to hold one." It was so cute. So I told him, mommy and I would try to find a place where he could go hold a chick. That was all he could talk about for the next two days. My wife finally took him to the little tack and feed store near our house where he got to pet and hold two chicks and a duckling. The story is that he was ecstatic. It's so neat to see the simple pleasures of life overwhelm kids with such joy.

Finally, last night was the spring musical presentation of Bennett's preschool. All of the kids got up on the bleachers and sang a number of songs they had been learning. There must have been over 600 parents and grandparents there. Bennett knew all the words and hand motions, and he sung with all of his heart. It warms my heart to see how much he enjoys learning and singing about God and the enthusiasm with which he does so.

Soli Deo gloria!



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