If any of you know me, you know that 2 years ago my father died from Multple Sclerosis. The last decade of his life he was almost completely bed-ridden and needed help with everything. It was one of the most disheartening experiences in my life to watch him deteriorate. I would not wish that on anyone. My mom had it the worst. She cared for him in the most loving and devoted way possible - even when she knew that he could never return the favor.
I bring this up because as I read this chapter of Ecclesiastes, I recognize that I, too, have often wondered why God let my dad live (if that is what you can call that) through those years of hell. I often echoed the words of the king here:
"For who knows what is good for people in life, during the few and meaningless days they pass through like a shadow?" (6:12)
Many of my dad's days seemed meaningless. Yet, as I reflect back, I realize that my dad's existence - even during those days - was far from meaningless. He brought a joy to my life (and everyone else he came in conact with!) that I never would have experienced without that last decade. I came to know God in suffering as well as prosperity. I came to see God's presence in every circumstance and life. I came to see that when our meaning and significance lies outside ourselves, we can truly be conduits of God's grace no matter what our circumstances, health, or economic standing.
I found in my dying dad, life.
I hope you can find life in everyone you meet and I hope you can offer life to everyone you meet.
Under the Mercy,
Jason
1 comment:
It's hard for me to believe it's been 2 years. When your dad died I didn't know you well, but I considered you my pastor and friend. I remember being sad. This is when I became part of the Terra Nova Community. Time flies, thanks for being there through all of it.
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