In the meantime

I'll never forget the moment I realized that doctors are frail human beings, just like the rest of us: I was very young, perhaps four or five, and the missionary nurse who helped bring me into the world had to return to the United States for cancer treatments.  I remember asking my mom: "But Mom, why is she sick? Isn't she a doctor? Can't she heal herself?"  This was one of the first times I remember being confronted with living in a broken world--a world where there are lots of good things, but there is also a lot of pain and sickness, even for good people who love God.  Life shouldn't be this way, but it is.  I was recently reminded of this particular childhood memory when I read When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi,   for it brings to the table the reality of a doctor-turned-patient, and how even the life of a skilled doctor is in the hands of a sovereign God.    When Breath Becomes Air  is the memoir of a 36-year-ol...

We live in a broken world.  All around us we see those we care about going through sickness and pain, death and sorrow, wrongs and injustices.  We ourselves experience it as well.  There’s no way around it: life is hard.  No matter how closely we walk with God and love Him, there will be bumps along the way that will threaten to shake our faith.  Or when we see those around us feeling the effects of this sin-cursed world, we wonder if there will ever be an end to it all.  I’m thankful that we can know the end of it all and that we don’t have to be overcome by the storms of life.  I’m thankful that there is more to life than merely this life, for it is the hope of what is to come that gives us strength to press on.  I’m thankful that we can celebrate Christ’s death and resurrection.  If Christ hadn’t died and risen again, we really would be living in a dark and hopeless world—the pain and suffering...

Resurrection Sunday.  Such an incredible day to celebrate.  I would like to be able to sit down and write an eloquent post on it, but I can't.  However, that doesn't mean that the significance of this event is consequently lost.  Please no!  Whether or not I continue to grow in my understanding of the fundamental necessity of the resurrection to my Christian faith, the truth remains: without the resurrection, there would be no salvation, there would be no hope, there would be no sanctification.   Jesus is alive!  How does that affect my present circumstances?  How does that change my perspective of the future?  How does that impact my relationship with Him?   My mind cannot seem to sort out specific and detailed answers right now for these questions, but I rest in the certainty that Christ has conquered death and that He has " begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance incorr...