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“It’s bigger than we thought, it’s taller than it ought to be, this pile of rubble and ruins, the neighbors must talk, it’s the worst yard on the block, just branches and boards where walls stood…”

To my babies,

Last night on the news, a woman and her father searched through piles of wood, stone, and memories to find something-anything-that remained after the storm cut through the city. The father told a story about how his late wife had purchased wedding gifts for her daughter, before her daughter was old enough to marry, because she knew she was going to die and she wanted her daughter to have wedding gifts from her mother, even if she wasn’t able to be physically present. I cried as I watched them pull out brightly wrapped gifts from underneath a pile of bricks and gently place them in a box. One of you asked me, “Why did her mom do that? Was she afraid her daughter wouldn’t get enough gifts?” The innocence of that question made me smile.

“Though he slay me, yet I will hope in Him…”- Job 13:15

Babies, when things like this happen, you don’t have to wait long to hear opinions on the question of why. The answers about weather, climate change, availability of protection systems, personal choice about safety…they don’t even come close to answering the question of why. Why children? Why one elementary school and not the other? Why innocent people?  Soundbites flash before me, echos of empty words. My heart grieves for the simplistic and often cruel answers given. It grieves even more when those answers come from the church. So as your mama, the one who is charged with shepherding your heart, let me tell you why.

I don’t know.

“Though he slay me, yet I will hope in Him…”- Job 13:15

I am no great theologian. I know that this world is broken and it groans with it’s need for a Physician. I know that the brokenness of this world is not what He wanted, and there is coming a day when all will be made right. I know that He has a plan, and that sometimes His plan is so different from what makes sense to me that it appears apathetic or lacking power. I know that tornados don’t come to punish the gay man living on that street, or the single mama, nor are people spared from death because they never had an abortion. Babies, you will hear that. Hear me- those are evil words. They distort the grace of God and reduce the gospel to a plan we would design, because we love to caste system our sin.

“Though he slay me, yet I will hope in Him…”-Job 13:15

In the quiet of this morning, I pray this for you- “Lord, protect my babies from harm, but if you choose to allow harm, please help them find the gifts.” Loves, that woman, the one searching for the presents, she wasn’t searching because she needed a toaster or some towels or a picture frame. She searched because it was a reminder of how much she was loved. Her mother knew she would face heartache, and so she made a plan. She wanted her daughter to know she was loved even through the heartache of facing her wedding without her mother.

My sweet children, He knew we would face heartache and He made a plan. And unlike temporary gifts wrapped in paper, this gift doesn’t only remind us of His love, it rescues us. It redeems us. It provides a way that we don’t have to live in fear, even when huddled down in a storm shelter, even when debris is flying all around us, even when we walk around shell shocked at the devastation around us. He sent Jesus to die for us. We can be healed from the ravage of the tornado of sin that we choose. We have hope, even when the answer to why is I don’t know.

Though he slay me, yet I will hope in Him…

Find the gift.

Hope in Him, babies.




4 responses »

  1. Unreal. So beautiful. Thank you for these words. I will be sharing this with all my friends.


  2. Jimmy Griffith

    Wise words. I will share it with my FB friends.


  3. Wow. I am in tears. This was beautiful, Brandy.


  4. this is pretty amazing. bbom bbom bbom bbom bbom



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