I am getting to the age when going to memorial services is a more frequent occurrence than in times past. The deceased is not always older than I am. Sometimes death was expected after a long illness; at other times, death was sudden and the family is in stunned disbelief. Moreover, because of the circles I travel in, the services are often bittersweet, in that those who know their loved one died in Christ, are rejoicing in his “new address” in Heaven although the sadness of his absence stings.
As is customary, there are eulogies given by children or close friends and a short message by a pastor. Usually, the remembrances are fond and positive, rarely devoting time to negative or annoying traits of the deceased. Yet, most in attendance, if not all, know deep down that regardless of the commending words uttered, there were times when living with that person was challenging. After all, we are talking about redeemed sinners.
To be honest, my mind often wanders at these gatherings. I think of my own departed parents, grandparents, friends, and acquaintances. I am struck with the reality that day-in and day-out, I am encountering people who may have lost someone close to them and I’m not privy to that at all. I only wonder if my impatience or frustrated reactions to them add insult to injury. How easy it is for me to forget about what comes after this life, unless something like the death of another reminds me.
However, this is not true for all people in all professions. Nurses, doctors, EMTs, firefighters, and policemen encounter the possibility of death on a daily basis as part of their work. I imagine they, like us, are still troubled when they encounter it face-to-face, but must steel themselves from outward reactions as they do their jobs. Maybe we should all be more aware of the struggles they go through when they witness injustices, neglect, or recklessness which contributed to ending a life. We should make a point to extend more grace.
If as Christians we want to have our society reflect the will and ways of God, we must not repeat the mistakes of the past that got us to where we are today. In other words, we need to challenge the status quo.
God’s mandates are only burdensom to those who are in rebellion. For those who seek to obey the command to “fear God and keep His commandments” we would do well to take ever word of Scripture as a command word.
I recall many years ago, prior to my conversion, sitting in my bedroom very sad that I had suffered an early miscarriage. I hadn’t taken a pregnancy test to confirm it, but I had suspected that I was pregnant. When my body went through the experience, it was obvious that something out of the ordinary was happening. My overwhelming grief, confirmed that this was more than my regular monthly occurrence, more than an instance of disappointment that my husband and I were not going to be parents.
However, there was irony in the moment when, sometime during the afternoon, a friend came to visit and sat on the bed next to me. She had just returned from having an abortion. She was relieved, but had very obviously not been through a run-of-the-mill day. We both had experienced a loss, but our motives and reactions were quite different. This was over forty years ago and I remember a latent anger within me that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Continue reading
Praise God for those times when the scales come off our eyes and we see our way clearer to Kingdom service. In this podcast, I recount the profound effect meeting, reading, and being mentored by R. J. Rushdoony and his wife, Dorothy, had on my life.
Parents who send their children to public schools, which are state schools, are failing in a number of ways when it comes to obedience to God’s Word. The current reality in the United States, and the West in general, is that the only way the name of Jesus Christ is acceptably uttered in public schools is when someone curses, belittles, or denies Him. When Christian valedictorians who have achieved success in public schools are denied the chance to express gratitude to the Lord for their accomplishments in their speeches, it should tell you something. Thus, those who profess belief in Christ, and who continue to turn their children over to the state to be educated have no ground to complain or oppose the condition of the society that they have helped to maintain. Instead of being a part of the solution, they are very much a part of the problem. Continue reading
In my book, The Homeschool Life; Discovering God’s Way to Family-Based Education, I included as an appendix, an essay that struck a chord with me. I contacted the author and requested permission to include it. That was granted. As one of my first episodes on the Reconstructionist Radio Network, I chose to read this essay, because of the upcoming 2017 celebration of Mother’s Day.
A wise man taught me that God is not impressed with the length or eloquence of our prayers. He maintained that short, one-sentence prayers spread throughout our day were more valuable in relating to God. He pointed out that the closest relationships in life are not marked by paragraphs of communication, but rather pertinent, brief dialogues.
I’ve embraced this concept and find that my days are often filled with running, audible dialogue with God (often when I’m by myself). With the advent of Bluetooth technology, most observers probably think I’m talking to another human being when they see me talking while driving solo. I’ve discovered that there are so very many things to talk to God about. Continue reading