Frequently, when I write on a subject like embryonic stem cell treatment, a person will comment that if I were in that same situation I would also choose to use whatever treatments were available, including embryonic stem cells. I’ll admit the temptations would be strong, very strong.
I’ll let one of my dear sisters in the faith respond:
I will not trade my son’s future eternal weight of glory for this vapor’s breath bowl of stew.
That needs to be read a couple of times.
She is referring to two sets of scripture:
So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal. 2 Corinthians 4:16-18
See to it that no one fails to obtain the grace of God; that no “root of bitterness” springs up and causes trouble, and by it many become defiled; that no one is sexually immoral or unholy like Esau, who sold his birthright for a single meal. Hebrews 12:15-16
Eternity, and all the pleasure that will come with being with Jesus, are vastly superior to anything this world has to offer. And this mom is one of those women Pastor John refers to as having steel in her spine. She and her husband have had to make decisions about their child’s health and future that are simply incredible, far beyond what all but a few parents will ever have to experience.
And she won’t choose killing tiny people to benefit her son, because there is glory that is coming and her God loves those tiny people and he has planted in her heart a deep regard for those tiny people.
Or this dad, who has already gone through deep waters with his son and may be entering even deeper waters:
I have this peaceful feeling about the situation; not necessarily because I think “everything is going to turn out okay” but because whether the issue turns out to be relatively minor or potentially significant, God is big and He is in charge and He is good.
I wept when I read that, for the pain his family is experiencing but equally so with joy in his confidence in his God. My faith was strengthened as I read this brother’s email. As sorrowful, yet always rejoicing.
The statement that ‘you would choose differently if you were in that situation’ is one of the reasons why this blog exists. I want more people to be prepared when the hard thing comes, either for themselves, their family, their neighbor or their church. There are real, foundational principles upon which we can stand and not be moved. We need to know what they are.
Actually, better yet, we need to know who they are anchored in: Jesus Christ, the Son of God.
After my oldest son was born I rejected all that is good and completely turned away from God and his people. I was not prepared to live in the reality of God’s awesome sovereignty over all things, including hard things. If I didn’t define it as good, it wasn’t good.
God broke me of that pride and replaced my bitterness and anger with a much softer heart that longs to be in relationship with Jesus. I am a wretched sinner, but I love Jesus and understand more clearly (though not completely) what his horrific, painful death bought for me. God gave me that heart as well.
And God helps me with the hard questions and through brothers and sisters who are willing to walk in faith with me that God will provide. Today I can answer the question of what I would do with confidence – no, I would not choose even a life-saving treatment for myself or for my disabled son if it involved the destruction of tiny human beings. Yes, I would be tempted, even beyond my ability to see clearly. And God would help me.
I invite you to know this Jesus like that, for his glory and for your eternal joy.
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Moments of sadness point to my need for a great savior
Posted in commentary, Scripture on May 1, 2011| 1 Comment »
We needed a new stroller for Paul and decided to invest in a more substantial one. Ebay worked again, saving us several hundred dollars. God kindly provided for it financially through a decision his grandfather made almost 15 years ago, so we had the money.
It came.
And then the sadness came. I had bought a stroller for a 15-year-old boy. He wouldn’t be asking about driver’s education and the keys to the car. How I hate this world I live in!
I know you’ve experienced this. You’re just going along, doing the regular activities to take care of things.
Then something will happen – an article in a magazine, a picture of a friend’s child who is the same age as your child with disabilities, a random comment from a stranger. And for a moment all the gift that this child is will fade away in the harsh light of seeing how the world sees that child.
Veteran parents, or maybe I should say parents more veteran than we are, have warned that these moments will continue to come.
And, at root, I know the problem is my sin. God has given me the greatest treasure of all in Jesus Christ, and everything else should pale in comparison. I want to say – but can’t – with the Apostle Paul:
Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which comes through faith in Christ, the righteousness from God that depends on faith— that I may know him and the power of his resurrection, and may share his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, that by any means possible I may attain the resurrection from the dead. Philippians 3:8-11
The great and glorious irony is that when these moments come, I see my need for a strong, good, and providing God more clearly. Those moments serve to shake me up and heighten my desire to be dependent on God rather than my own strength. And I believe that brings even greater honor to Jesus!
So, even as I write this on a dreary Saturday, I’m struck with how much I hate those moments for what I’m feeling and what they reveal about the state of my heart – but also how much they bring me back to God and his word. Once again, I bring nothing and God gives me everything.
P.S. We’ve used that stroller a few times and its really nice. I’m glad we got it.
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