Business is picking up.

NicholasMy grandson Nicholas has always been aces at picking up toys. When Katy and Hans say, “It’s time to tidy up,” he jumps right to it without resisting. When I commented to Katy about that, she said, “Oh, he actually likes to tidy up, so much so that he sometimes tries to put away toys the other children are still playing with.”

Now that Nicholas is almost 5, he’s become a pick-up professional, someone who appreciates order and experiences stress when things are chaotic.

A few weeks ago, when I was visiting him and his family in England, Katy decided to make a bold move. In the weeks since baby Andrew had arrived, the 3 giant toy bins had become messy. (Of course Nicholas had kept his toys separate from that disarray, storing his favorites in special places.)

Toy re-orgSo, when Katy announced a re-org, dumping all 3 bins on the living room carpet, Nicholas was thrilled with the prospect of putting everything back in order. His siblings, too, enjoyed the process, finding toys they’d “lost” long ago.

 

But then Katy threw them a curve ball. “We have more toys than we need,” she said, “so as we tidy up, we’re going to set aside some of them for children who don’t have very many.”

Little brows furrowed, and enthusiasm went down a notch, but Katy pushed forward. “Let’s start by making a pile of cars and trucks for our friend Sam. He has very few boy-toys, since he only has sisters.”

Objections came quickly. “But those are mine,” one said. “Let’s give Sam different ones instead.” Deciding which ones was complicated, and so Katy had to gently insist.

All young parents want their children to hold possessions lightly, gradually learning that everything belongs to God. But reluctance to give away what’s “ours” is common among children. Actually, the same holds true for adults. When presented with an opportunity to share, we often have to play a game of tug-o-war in our heads before we can make it happen.

Of course God knows this, which is why he asks (and sometimes insists) we part with things. And it’s not always just things.

Sometimes God asks us to part with people we love, giving them over to him. When this happens, he’s trying to make the same point with us that parents make with children: hold everything lightly and acknowledge that all of it belongs to God. That even includes “our” people, an exceedingly difficult lesson to learn.

Everything fits...As for Nicholas, in the end he rallied and got into the spirit of giving toys away. But the day wasn’t only about giving; he received something that day, too: 3 organized toy bins with enough room to neatly close their lids…. a great satisfaction to him.

 “Don’t store up treasures here on earth….  Store your treasures in heaven….  Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be.” (Matthew 6:19-2)

Eye Contact

Those of us who love Jesus Christ look forward to one day living in the place he’s preparing for us. The greatest perk of our hope is not that it’ll be a fabulous, beyond-imagination place, but that we’ll be able to look at and talk to Jesus himself.

Scripture includes several passages where eye-to-eye contact with Jesus changed everything for people. The most famous was when he locked eyes with Peter the night before he was crucified, but there were others. Matthew, Mark, and Luke tell the story of another important look-see, this one between Jesus and a woman.

The Bible tells us she was a follower of Jesus, someone who believed he was who he said he was. She knew he had healing powers and since she was sick, she desperately wanted to connect with him. She’d been hemorrhaging for 12 years without a let-up, like a woman whose period just never ends.

This was a terrible state of affairs, because in biblical times she would have been considered unclean. Surely she wasn’t married, since no man would have been allowed to touch her, and my guess is she was anemic and weak from all that blood loss.

Reaching for healingShe made the bold decision to touch Jesus without him knowing it, and for some reason she was close to the ground. Maybe after losing so much blood, all she could do was crawl. Whatever the reason, the best she could do was finger the bottom of his robe. But that was all it took, and she was healed (though her encounter with him wasn’t over).

Jesus abruptly stopped walking, turned around, and looked for her. Of course he knew where she was, knew her name and health history, and had consciously acted to heal her. But he wanted to pursue the relationship a bit.

As he scanned the crowd, surely she was watching his face, and suddenly their eyes locked. Scripture says she began “trembling with fear,” probably wondering what Jesus might do to her for her sneaky scheme. Would he be angry? Or maybe curse her for such boldness?

She fell flat in front of him as the crowd made room, and the words of her story came tumbling out. Jesus responded with kindness and affirmation of her faith. “Take heart,” he said. In other words, “Cheer up! Don’t be afraid!” And then he let her know he’d healed her purposely as a reward for her faith in him. But that wasn’t all.

The lookBefore he left her, he gave this unclean, outcast woman a brand new label, one she badly needed: he called her his daughter.

So on that day she received 5 divine gifts: healing from her disease, words of encourage- ment, an affirmation of her faith, daughter-status, and that wonderful eye-to-eye look.

And now she’s enjoying that loving look, every single day!

“Jesus…. turned around in the crowd and said, ‘Who touched My garments?’ And He looked around to see the woman who had done this.” (Mark 5:30,32)

This is goodbye. (…written by Jack)

Syd and JackTonight my girlfriend Sydney came over to spend the evening with me, and we had a lovely, peaceful time napping together on the floor. I refer to her as my girlfriend, though in reality she’s my cousin. But with dogs, it’s ok to date your cousin.

Sydney and I go back over 10 years. Although I’ve “robbed the cradle” in choosing her for my closest canine relationship, we would both be considered old. Syd is 12, and I’ll turn 11 in October.

Romping togetherJust like any couple, we enjoy doing things together, and we also love the same treats. We agree on our very favorite thing, too: running around at the beach. Both of us have perfected happy dances in the sand, rolling upsidedown in an effort to become part of the landscape. Neither of us mind getting sand up our noses or in our eyes, and when we do the dance at the same time, it’s absolute magic.

Although every day with Sydney is special, tonight was extra-special. Sydney had just had a bath and arrived in my living room still wet. I love it when she smells like wet dog, and the black waves in her shiny coat were absolutely fetching. But then something terrible happened at the end of our evening together. Sydney and I had to say goodbye…. probably for good.

Tomorrow morning my love is moving to Arkansas, and I may never see her again. Her family says that all the changes about to happen to her will be stressful and might put her at risk for an early demise. This upset both of us, but we didn’t let it spoil our last evening together.

Jackie Boy (2)I chose an appropriate going away gift for her, something I knew she would love: a big box of dog bones. I also made a card expressing my love and included a picture so she can look at me and know I’m missing her, too.

Saying goodbye is rough.

I guess that’s true for humans, too. Life will always be full of goodbyes, at least until we all end up in Paradise. I fully intend to go there, and I know Sydney does, too. Both of us have been taught that the God who made us looks into our hearts, so he knows the two of us are reflections of his unshakeable, unconditional love.

SydThough I may never dance at the beach with my girlfriend again, I know God will always be watching over both of us just as he watches over the humans we love. I also know that when Syd and I think we can’t take any more of being separated, God will comfort us. Actually, I don’t think he likes goodbyes any more than we do.

Sydney, I’ll always love you.

Sad Jack“For the sake of my…. friend, I will say, ‘May you have peace’.” (Psalm 122:8)