I have written in my my blog’s policies that, “While I participate in blogging, I am not a blogger. I am first and foremost a daughter of the King of kings. I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, an aunt and a friend.” This has been true of this past week. I have spent very little time on the computer. Marissa and I have been learning how to “tweak” photos with PaintShopPro. Oh, what fun we are having!
When you have eaten and are satisfied, you shall bless the LORD your God for the good land which He has given you.~ Deuteronomy 8:10 (NAS)
I hadn’t planned on writing tonight. On November 8, I posted a video showing the admission assessment of a boy in Haiti suffering from malnutrition. I wanted to let my readers know that on November 21, Herius died. He simply couldn’t overcome his malnutrition. Yesterday I celebrated the gift of a good harvest. When I first read that this little boy had died, my immediate reaction was almost one of guilt. How could I celebrate my plenty? Well, because the Bible has commanded that I do.
By the goodness of God, I have been blessed beyond measure. I was born into a family where my mom and dad loved each other and loved us kids. My dad was steadily employed throughout my entire childhood. I have never gone to bed hungry. I have always had enough clothes to wear. I know that some kids would crawl in a hole before wearing an outfit that their father had chosen for them, but my dad used to have the best taste in clothes. My parents were involved in my education and supported me while I went to college. My masters degree in nursing assured that as long as I wanted to work I was able to find a job. My husband loves the Lord, me and our family. He sacrificially works to provide for us.
“Beware that you do not forget the LORD your God by not keeping His commandments and His ordinances and His statutes which I am commanding you today; otherwise, when you have eaten and are satisfied, and have built good houses and lived in them, and when your herds and your flocks multiply, and your silver and gold multiply, and all that you have multiplies, then your heart will become proud and you will forget the LORD your God who brought you out from the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery.” ~ Deuteronomy 8:11-14 (NAS)
May we never harden our heart, turn away our eyes or close our hands…
5 responses so far ↓
debd // 24 November 2007 at 7:37 am |
Oh, I am so sorry that Herius died. How very sad. This reminds me of a quote from St. John Chyrsostom that I just saw:
“Have you eaten your fill? Remember the hungry.
Have you quenched your thirst? Remember the thirsty.
Are you warm enough? Remember the frozen.
Do you live in a richly furnished house? Bring others into it.
Have you made merry at a party? Bring merriment to the sad and sorrowful.
Have you come out joyful from your master? Make sure all your servants are joyful as well.
If you are merciful and indulgent towards them, you will yourself be shown mercy when your soul leaves your body.”
~ Saint John Chrysostom
I hope we can both find fitting ways to heed St. John’s words.
hiddenart // 26 November 2007 at 9:42 pm |
I think of The Little Match Girl by Hans Christian Anderson. This story has always moved me. I was able to rejoice in this little girl’s death since it removed her from earthly suffering to joy. I now rejoice for Herius.
amanda
titus2woman // 30 November 2007 at 8:32 am |
You are so smart and eloquent! I could not have articulated these thoughts so well, even though I feel them. BEAUTIFUL post! (((((HUGS))))) sand~YES to The Little Match Girl!
Dana // 1 December 2007 at 10:24 pm |
I am so sorry to hear that. It is sometimes difficult to deal with our own bounty…looking in the trash can and realizing that a fair portion of the world would be happy to have what we throw out in a day.
I am thankful to live in a place where such things can be taken for granted, but it also makes us so complacent in so many things. It is like the bounty given us in Christ.
lee anne // 27 November 2008 at 7:54 am |
My heart wants to sing when I hear and read the love that so many women all over the world have for each others pain. Thank you each and everyone who reads this note. Also please pray for us at Options as we battle the largest enemy of all. Death and destruction of our program and the women we serve.