Who are you...

As Christians we must learn from our inherited tradition's ancestors. Like our Jewish cousins, we must be willing to question Yahweh. We must be willing to wrestle with our maker as Jacob did. Wrestling is not a sport in which the one with the most strength wins. Rather, the one who learns from his opponent and counters with the correct moves wins. Wrestling is an intimate activity, we can learn much about who we are and our place in His creation by wrestling.

And so I ask...

Who are you that you will allow an institution which so greatly blesses the Church family of the Northwest to close it's doors?

Who are you that you will watch a 4 year old girl suffer from leukemia?

Who are you that you will not stop a babies head from fusing forcing an emergency and scary surgery?

Who are you that you will not protect children from the selfish choices of their mother?

Yahweh,

I thank you for these times when I can see that I am but a small part of your creation. I thank you for reminding me that it's not about me. I thank you that I can feel remorse, sadness, fear, and disgust. I thank you that you are bigger than my feelings, and that you know better than I. I thank you that in all these things you will have an opportunity to save me - again. I thank you for Cascade, Caitlin, Zion, and Emily. I ask that in all these things you will teach me who you are. I ask that these times of heart ache are a reminder of the wonderful story of Jesus, and that these hard times will stir my excitement about his story. May I never be quiet, may I never be afraid, may I never be ashamed. Give me the strength to be a soft spoken servant, and a brash mouthed prophet; and guide me with your spirit that I may know when.

Amen.