Recovery

My dad is doing really great now, I guess. He went to work yesterday, we ate some pizza, and today on his day off he is cleaning out the garage. My mom thinks it's okay, but I can't help but wonder if these things might not be so good for him considering he was just in the hospital two days ago for chest pain. Hopefully, we'll get some results back from his tests and we'll know what was wrong with him.

I have been thinking about different heroes of the Bible lately and the sin and repentance they went through. I think that when we are taught those stories in church and at home, we don't think about the severity of the consequences. We say the words but we don't slow down to think about what they would have experienced, and without thinking about that, we cannot fully realize the kind of faith and trust they had in their relationship with God.

Like David, for example. When he took Bathsheba as a wife and God took the son that they had together, David mourned for a time and then he put off his grief. But if you think about the pain that must have come from that, and all of the doubt of himself and God. How could he still have confidence in himself as a decision maker and in the goodness of God? Man. It's incredible.

It's the same with Abraham and Ishmael. (I can't get away from this illustration, I guess). Abraham sent him away. It's not like he accepted the fact that Isaac was the chosen one and he lived with the both of them. He sent away his first born son (and I only mean that in the literal sense that he was the first son born to him).

Sometimes we think of these people in the Bible as so different because we don't even try to relate. But God wants to do even greater things in our time, in His kingdom. I am really trying to let God do this in me.


P.S. I've enabled this so that you, whoever you may be reading this, can leave comments. I wouldn't mind hearing your thoughts.