Yesterday, Pastor John provided a helpful word on why we need to remind ourselves about God’s promises and character. In this post, Chris Nelson points out how God reminds us about his mercy and grace in the midst of the real circumstances of our lives.
It’s 8:27 and the bus comes at 8:30.
“Great time for a movement, Andrew. Look at dad’s face – it’s not smiling or laughing. Settle down. NOW! Let’s get shoes and coat on.”
It’s 8:32.
“Stand still, Andrew. This is NOT time to be silly. We’re just waiting for the bus. I don’t have time for this garbage.”
It’s 8:35.
“Where is the bus?! It’s that new bus driver. If he started his route a little earlier to give extra time for the kids to get on he wouldn’t be late. Seriously, why couldn’t the afternoon driver just do the morning route too?”
It’s 8:45.
“Forget it. Andrew, let’s go, dad will drive you to school. Seriously, not even bothering to show up; it’s not like it’s the first day of school or something. How difficult is it to pick 4 or 5 kids up on time?”
Phone rings.
“Transportation called. The bus was in an accident.”
My irritation and attitude was exceedingly sinful. My lack of patience was exceedingly unloving. My lack of giving the benefit of the doubt, particularly without knowing anything of the circumstances leading to the bus being late, was exceedingly selfish and judgmental. Jesus’ atoning work on the cross is freshly precious.
All things are in God’s hands, including bus accidents with physically and mentally disabled children. Thankfully all of the children involved in the accident appear to be physically okay. Thankfully God used that incident to freshly expose my sinful heart, humble it, and lead me back to the Throne of Grace.
“It is the highest privilege of my life. . . ‘ – Dianne Knight
February 14, 2011 by John Knight
Sometimes I read Dianne sections of things I am reading. On Saturday I asked what she thought of this statement following a description of the burdens placed on families experiencing disability:
Dianne’s simple response: it is the highest privilege of my life to be the mother of that boy.
After more than 15 years of living with and caring for our son, she has no romantic notions about what living with disability is like. The relentless nature of disability is understood, and the particular burdens that come with this boy drive us to God on a regular basis.
That is the difference. As his parents, we know we are needy and that the daily issues of his disability would crush us. Bonnie Steinbock is articulating a normal outcome of radical individualism. The mother, in her example, is completely alone. Our culture tells us that we are entirely free to make any decision we desire, even if it results in the destruction of a smaller human being. Implied in that is that if you choose the harder, better thing, they will abandon you to that choice because it inconveniences them.
God does not abandon us. And not only are we not alone, but God has promised to supply every need (Philippians 4:19), that his plan is to benefit us (Jeremiah 29:11), Jesus himself will send a helper (John 14:16-17), God will comfort us (Psalm 71:20-21), and he has given us other people to encourage us (1 Thessalonians 5:11).
So, ‘as sorrowful yet always rejoicing’ (2 Corinthians 6:10), Dianne can authentically say, God has granted and sustains the honor of mothering this boy.
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