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Our Choices Make Us

Impossible Happens

We Get To Choose
We Get To Choose

Miracles happen all around us.

Tragedy happens all around us.

We have to decide where we’ll focus our attention.

(the 4th of my 5 daily blogs, click here)

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Dear Son

He Was Driving To His Girlfriend’s House

Ever drive down the road, see something, and feel compelled to turn around?

Last Friday, driving home after dropping our son off for a sleep-over birthday party, I saw a man along the curvy, two-lane country road. He was on his knees, fixing a sign and removing the yellow flowers.

Two Lane Country Road
Two Lane Country Road
But Something Terrible Happened
But Something Terrible Happened
On The Way Home, We Prayed For Alberto's Family
On The Way Home, We Prayed For Alberto's Family
Kevin Was Driving To His Girlfriend's House
Kevin Was Driving To His Girlfriend's House

(next blog)

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We Were Just Talking

If God Is For Us?
If God Is For Us?

We all have them, don’t we? Moments that stop us in our tracks. Some, because of remarkable natural beauty. Some because of graphic video images. And some while in the parking lot.

After finishing a track workout at Disney’s ESPN Wide World of Sports Complex last Tuesday, and saying good bye to the new group of local runners I had just met, it was time to head to the car.

Something inside me said, “You should go over and thank her personally, one more time”.

Less than a minute into our casual conversation at the back of her SUV, I asked about some of the decals on the tinted rear window. And then my eyes found the third one, A persons name, and, 1983-1999.

Her 15-year old daughter was the first, in a group of friends, to cross a busy intersection and was struck by a car.

Life seems so unfair sometimes. I was devastated for this woman and her husband, even though it had happened 11 years ago. Do they ever forget? Do they ever forgive? How do they go on with life?

I just don’t know if I could, even though I know I should.

It was Tuesday night. We were just talking.

Paradox

Pair of Boxes
Pair of Boxes

The joy of having two Guest bloggers this week pales in comparison to the pain of the Haiti earthquake victims.

Last night, after my son and I walked Carter, we hurriedly returned to our house.

Told our son we needed to watch the evening news at 6:30PM.

Our lifestyle doesn’t make much time to watch TV. And this week has been exceptionally busy (see today’s Lane 8 challenge).

We watched Diane Sawyer on ABC Evening news describe the tragedy in Haiti. I wanted our son to understand the magnitude.

Yes, he’s only nine. But he’s smart. He’s compassionate. He has a caring heart.

It’s my sacred responsibility to teach him Life’s Big Four.

And it was the day prior to yesterday that he became my first Guest Blogger.

Paradox?

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September 2009

I Hate Hearing From My Friends

What I mean is I hate hearing when tragedy happens. Two days ago an email shared the news that one of our college buddies had a tragedy. His teenage son died of a drug overdose.

Can you even fathom this? I can not.

For our friend, this probably makes 9/11 look like a picnic.

May I simply ask anyone reading this to try to absorb some of his pain?

Tragedy strikes us all. None of is immune from this. Perhaps this is the time when we are tempted to believe God doesn’t exist.

God never said life would be easy, He simply promises we will not walk alone. Our big challenge is to actually believe this when horrific tragedy is our shadow.