Archive for February, 2007

My Friend David L.

Posted in Friends on February 20, 2007 by religionsucks

“Friend” is another word that has lost so much meaning in western civilization. If we converse with someone more than once, they automatically become our friend. I know not all are like this. Again, I don’t want to make a statement that is intended to be all encompassing. That’s not fair to the few individuals who cherish their friends, as the Bible states “a friend sticks closer than a brother”. I have a handful of individuals that I call “friends”. I would like to believe that they are people of character. Not all of them are Christians either. There is a certain consistency about them. Something you cant quite get your mind around. They’re deep, genuine, and respectful of others who are trying to be real themselves.

David is one of these friends. I’ve watched inquisitively the past few years of his life. I watched from the stage at church when he and his wife “M.J.” walked into church and had a seat in the back row. In a church where most of the congregation wore their “Sunday best”, David wore Big Smith overalls. He looked out of place, and as I would come to know him better and better, I realized that he was and is out of place. He seeks after the Father with his heart more than his mind. Yet, you would not know that how much he truly knows about God in weather-type conversation. He’s not out to impress others with what he knows. I watched that first Sunday as others looked at him and whispered. He didn’t say anything. I watched as a couple of years later, his wife would unexpectedly leave and divorce him. I watched as church members spread rumors of him after the divorce. I watched him cry as my own heart broke for him. I listened as he told me how lonely he was. I watched as he left the church and moved to another state. I listened as he told me how he had forgiven M.J. and only wished she would come back. She never came back.

Then, he told me about another. Another who had him “smitten”. This last Sunday, I got to see my friend David, along with his new bride. I saw a new David. A David who was lighter than air itself. A David whom God showed favor. A David who as king David, is a man after God’s own heart. I saw an answer to prayer. I saw my friend walking with a companion, a friend, a wife.

Thanks Dave for being a friend. May God richly bless you and Dawn as you trod the path together. I cannot express how abundantly you have blessed me over the years. In times that I feel as though I cannot understand myself, you seem to understand. A gift of the Spirit. Because of you, I have pressed on. Some day, we’ll dwell in the house of the Lord and the things of earth will grow strangely dim.

Give thanks to the Lord, our God and King. His love endures forever.

Pain pt.2

Posted in pain on February 17, 2007 by religionsucks

As some of you know, I’m not too fond of many current Christian musical artists. They sing pep rallies for God instead of writing from the gut. It’s critical to praise God is everything, but also Solomon wrote in Ecclesiastes that there is a time a place for everything under the sun. As mentioned in my previous post titled “Pain”, a former student in the youth group I led was ruthlessly raped and killed this past summer. She was innocent of the world and lived for eternity while struggling through the things of this earth. I recently found a song by Natalie Grant called Held. The lyrics hit close to home. I’m sure that some who will read this have also experienced significant loss bringing you into a troubling relationship with God as with myself. You’re not alone.

Held

Two months is too little.
They let him go.
They had no sudden healing.
To think that providence would
Take a child from his mother while she prays
Is appalling.

Who told us we’d be rescued?
What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?
We’re asking why this happens
To us who have died to live?
It’s unfair.

Chorus:
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we’d be held.

This hand is bitterness.
We want to taste it, let the hatred know our sorrow.
The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we’d be held.

Bridge:
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we’d be held.