He had just sat down to rest.
Lately this rarely happens.
There are so many fires to put out that resting has not been a luxury.
After two days of radiation and one day of chemo,
my farmer was sitting down.
Cedric brings in a package.
There are always parts and supplies being delivered.
Yet, this was from our long time friends Donna and Harold.
Elijah’s God parents.
Donna had sent a note early on when Gary was diagnosed and
found he needed chemo and radiation.
She thought he might like a quilt.
A quilt to wrap in when the chemo toxins leave you cold; from deep within.
When the radiation has left your throat raw and barely able to swallow.
A quilt to hold you tight, remembering you are loved.
And it came in the mail; right when he sat down.
And it says what Cancer Cannot Do.
I feel like this has become the mantra for my life.
What (fill in the blank) cannot do.
What Cancer Cannot Do to my mom and now my husband.
What Alzheimer’s Cannot Do,What the Death of Your Son Cannot Do and
What Financial Stress Cannot Do.
None of these will take away our joy.
None of these will change, not for a moment,
the deep love the Father has for each one of us.
Marital problems, financial stress, wayward and rebellious children, over crowded schedules, even the day to day normal, will all threaten to destroy our joy;
to destroy the holy that we seek.
It is no wonder that God sent His son as a baby.
A humble child who grew into a humble man;
seeking peace through acts of service.
He became flesh so we might live.
He offers us the greatest gift.
Yet why do so many shun?
Why do so many pervert and change the intent.
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.
Religion and politics have become the battling grounds for dueling opinions.
It appears that the speakers opinions or delivery become more important than the
Truth laid out in the Ancient Promises.
Life threatening illnesses, devastation on the farm, the loss of our son have beat us down. They have threatened to steal our joy, to threaten our marriage and our ability to live day to day. But with strength and hope in the LORD.
We will be victorious because of that small babe.
Not because of any power within or any strength that has been given
but that which is from the Father.
So, take heart all you who are weary; who are burdened by the season, overwhelmed with financial stress, who are facing dark days ahead.
The One who came as babe, The One who conquered death on the Cross longs to bear the burdens you carry.
And so on this 20th week of missing our son, yearning with all our heart for things to be different; we lay the burden down again.
We will fight discouragement with a well worn path to the cross.
The Angel Came bearing Good News.
Hope for all Nations.
May that hope be yours today.
And the angel said unto them, Fear not:
for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
He has not left us.
And He never will.