Showing posts with label Noah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Noah. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

4 Years Later



Today marks 4 years since Noah was hit by a car in our neighborhood. We still cling to the words God spoke to Heidi at Noah’s hospital bedside when the picture of him being hit was on auto-repeat in her mind. She heard God say, “Not today.” It was not his last day then, and we are thankful that 4 years later we are still given the gift of today with Noah. 


Today, Noah on his own initiative, woke up this morning and asked to do his annual “I run my age” run. 6 miles for this kid! So thankful to God for our IronBaby’s life and the 6 years we’ve had with him so far.

These are good days

Thursday, January 25, 2018

Practicing Silence and Solitude

For nearly 15 years, once a month I have gone into the mountains to practice the spiritual disciplines of silence and solitude.  I learned this first from my mentor, Bob, in 2001 and practised this monthly with him from 2001-2005.... and then it was reinforced by my friend Jay who did this with me for nearly a decade.  My literary mentor, Brennan Manning once wrote: 
…it takes time for me to be still, to come to that place of inner quiet.  Stillness is more than silence and it is beyond solitude.  Interior stillness is too deep for words.  Unhampered by self-consciousness, our attention is focused entirely on God and His love.
I have found that once a month, if I practice stillness....I connect with Jesus in profound ways.

Last month I took my son, Noah, to the mountains with me to learn this discipline.  I wonder if one day he will will answer Jesus’ invitation to him to “Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.” (Mark 6:31).  I'm trying to teach my kids this art in a world filled with busyness, media, marketing, and productivity.



My former professor Eugene Peterson once wrote, 
Spirituality means, among other things, taking ourselves seriously. It means going against the cultural stream in which we are incessantly trivialized to the menial status of producers, and performers, constantly depersonalized behind the labels of our degrees or our salaries. But there is far more to us than our usefulness and our reputation, where we’ve been and who we know; there is the unique, irreproducible, eternal, image-of-God me. A vigorous assertion of personal dignity is foundation to spirituality.


I have discovered that silence and solitude are a means to discover my "made-in-God's-image-ness".  So, the last Friday of every month I take a half-day to practice what Emily Dickinson calls "Renunciation–the piercing virtue"....rejecting my deep seeded compulsions for productivity, efficiency, self-promotion, and self-direction.


These are good days. 


Thursday, November 10, 2016

Trauma Lingers (part 2/3)

In the days following the accident, we'd see Josiah and Elizabeth caught lonely moments filled with tears, sobs and questions.  For instance, a couple mornings after the accident, we found Josiah curled up on a couch, in tears, repeating to himself these words... "I don't want to die."

Our kids remained clingy for the next 7 days.  Even today, Josiah & Elizabeth don't like leaving mommy's side.  I suppose their trauma has manifested into a certain type of separation anxiety.

Trauma lingers...and you can't make trauma heal as fast as a body can.

Some things have helped.


We've asked the kids to draw their feelings every day.


Our family has spent time with Noah.....loads of snuggle time


They've found a way to keep laughing throughout it all.


...and going on a little family hike was also good for the soul.

All these things help...and God uses them to do what he does best:  heal.  

Trauma lingers, but God lingers with us.



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