A man named Gary finished his pilgramage on earth and walked into heaven almost thirteen years ago. I’ve been thinking a lot about him lately, wondering what he would have to say about 2020. How he would process this pandemic, the election, and the social unrest we face. I know he was a quiet man, but he definitely had his views on many issues and if you asked him he would be happy to chat with you about anything. Gary was a loving husband, devoted father, hard working farmer, and loved his community well.
He was on school and church boards and was involved in a local camp board. He and his wife enjoyed the political process, participating in Iowa caucuses when they were able. He taught the youth at his church, and when one of those youth, a young man he was mentoring, was killed in a car accident, he wept with those who wept. Gary lived his life by example. He wasn’t perfect by any means, but he did show his family and friends how to live. He lived his life according to this verse…
“Mankind, he has told each of you what is good and what it is the Lord requires of you: to act justly, to love faithfulness, and to walk humbly with your God.” Micah 6:8
Gary was a just man, he loved faithfulness to God and walked humbly with him. As I said earlier in this post, he was a quiet man, but when he spoke I learned to listen. The man named Gary was my dad.
2020~~This is a re-post from a couple of years ago but wanted to share it again. Original Post coming soon.
When I saw this, I thought, ‘yes, that’s me too.” I don’t advocate breaking the law or disobeying authority, or not following the Word of God.
But what has become evident as four children are now out of the nest, doing their own coloring, I did advocate drawing new lines. For sure, people, well-meaning people, will tell you to stay well within the lines, don’t color too close to the edge because your picture won’t look perfect. I want to know why we stress over making sure our picture is perfect? In what world is life ever perfect? Why can’t we draw new lines?
And so I did. Traipsing across the country following my husband/pastor(Ruth 1:16) we have had the time of our lives. Our children were born in three states, moving four times, making friends every time, and eventually finding their spouses and best friends. It wasn’t easy for them at times or for this girl who loves her people deeply and has a hard time making new friends. But, I tell you, I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. I have
- learned the steadfast love of a heavenly Father,
- gained the deep, trusting love of a husband who loves me despite my failings
- gained friends around the country and in other countries.
- learned to laugh without fear of the future(Proverbs 31:25), because the Lord has clothed me with his strength and his dignity
The advice I would share with anyone who will listen is this:
- Encourage your kids to learn, play, and find their way in this world by encouraging their dreams and ideas.
- Encourage them to work hard at whatever they are doing.
- Teach them to work hard, even at a young age, little ones want to help and contribute.
- Encourage them to draw new lines, lines that don’t break civil or God’s law, but new lines that will let them dream and follow what they believe God has called them to do.
- Pray they will love God with all their heart, with all their mind and with all their soul and love their neighbor.
So, yes, my friends, draw new lines. Follow the Lord in the new and exciting…and the mundane of Monday’s and Tuesday’s. Ask him for guidance for each step, he will answer and help you color the page he has for you.
I used to think a writer was just one who writes, but I have become less generous. I think and believe now that a writer is one who withholds words from the public until they have gotten them right in private. Lore Wilbert
I think this is why I don’t say much about politics in this space. I withhold words for the public because I want to make sure I have it right before I say or write anything, but is it right to withhold words until we can get them ‘perfect’?
This is not a political post about who you should vote for, what policies I agree or disagree with, but a reminder of ultimately Who reigns. I was looking through my posts of four years ago, and while I did not write about politics or the election that year, I did write a post on the word Charitable. You can read it here. It was a reminder for me that you and I can disagree on many things and still be kind, be friends, get along, and even have dinner together. Sadly, that is not the message we hear on the evening news, but I want to be friends and eat together around the table with those I may not agree with on various subjects including politics and religion. While I am not the debater in our family, I still want to hear what you have to say. I think that’s one way I can love my neighbor.
It was no coincidence that I read Psalm 113 this morning.
As we go to the polls, vote, come home and watch the election results, may we remember
Blessed be the name of the Lord from this time forth and forevermore! From the rising of the sun to its setting, the name of the Lord is to be praised.
The Lord is high above all nations, and his glory above the heavens! Who is like the Lord our God, who is seated on high, who looks far down on the heavens and the earth? Psalm 113:2-6