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                First born son
           David Jonathan Young.
          Beloved gift of God.
          How we love you
          And you are God’s gift to the world.
          The Lord gives and the Lord takes away.
           Blessed be the name of the Lord.


          Goodbye
     Never easy.
     How we miss you.
     But you have gone to a better place.
      There’s an empty place at all family celebrations.
     And I am left with albums full of photos and memories.
This is what the Lord says.  “Forget the former things, do not dwell on the past.   See – I am doing a new thing!   Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?   I am making a way in the desert and streams on the wasteland.”


      New  Mother
     You didn’t know how hard it would be.
     When you saw that first scan, felt that  first bubble of life, gazed at miniature baby clothes, you didn’t know.
    All your dreams for your child, 9 months of bonding, of loving, of anticipation.

You didn’t know you’d have to kneel at his graveside having had only had half a day to show your love to him, to touch him, to know him.   You didn’t know you’d be called on to watch him die.   You didn’t know what motherhood would demand of you.
But you have a mother’s heart and only the strength of God will get you through.



                                   First born son
                 Zachary Samuel Young
              How you love him.
            His little life was God’s gift to the world.
            The Lord gives and the Lord takes away.
            Blessed be the name of the Lord.


Goodbye
     Never easy.
     How you miss him.
     But he has gone to a better place.
      There’s an empty place in your lives
    And you are left with only  videos, photos and memories.

            New Daddy
  You didn’t expect the hard demands of fatherhood.    The hardest things you’ve ever had to do.
“I can do all things through him who gives me strength”

But you took the challenge and  turned a funeral into  a celebration because you know that your son is with the Lord and you will see him again.   You know that his life counted and that it was not all in vain and this is not the end.
“Be still my soul; thy God doth undertake                                                              to guide the future as he has the past.                                                                Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;                                                           All now mysterious shall be bright at last.”



    Balloons and paper planes.
    Symbols of life and celebration.    How dichotomous is our experience.   We can only trust the Lord of Life and Death.

A Father’s Love

Zachary lived only 12 hours but his father loves him intensely.   As his granny in another continent, I also love him.   I am devastated that he was taken from us and yet I have never seen him, never held him.   What did this little half a day old baby do to deserve all this love?   Was he good, was he smart?   Did he help others?

He did none of these things.   He was brain damaged at birth and could barely even breathe himself.   No, my son David loves him so much and always will, just because Zachary is his son.   We love him so much just because he is our grandson.

God is such a father to us.   We don’t earn His love.   He loves us just because we are His children.   There is nothing we can do to earn His love, to deserve his love.   We can’t do anything to cause Him to love us more or to love us less.   His desire is to be with us and love us just as Dave and Gayle delighted in each minute they got to spend with Zachary.   In fact God loves us so much that He gave his only begotten Son so that whoever believes in him will not die but will be with Him in heaven forever.   (John 3:16)   He wants us to be with Him always.

So Zachary, although you were only on this earth for 12 hours, you have enriched us.   You have taught me a little bit about the love of God.

"Prey"

I've just been reading an excellent book by Michael Crichton called "Prey" Using technologies of computer programming, nanotechnology and molecular biolgy, scientists made tiny nano-units capable of co-operating together to form a camera for military use. Because the swarm was unstable in high winds, the scientists programmed into them the ability to evolve and to learn - also to sustain themselves with solar power and reproduce. They hoped they would randomly evolve to solve the wind problem.

Well, you can guess what happened. A typical Fankenstein scenario. Man creates monster (with good intentions and for the greater good), monster runs amok and man can no longer controll him. In this case the units started flocking together and attacking and killing animals and ultimately humans. This was how they reproduced.

The rogue swarms wanted to get back into the facility (because that's how they were programmed - to be of use to man.) However, if they got in, everything would be destroyed.

It reminded me a lot of the salvation story. God made man for Himself and our souls can only find rest in Him because we were programmed that way. However, something went wrong. Sin came into the world and was inheritable (let's call it a faulty DNA code.) This caused man to act in ways that are destructive, antisocial and even evil. These particular acts are not sin, the faulty code causing this behaviour is (Like the swarm who was now trying to kill the humans)

With the faulty code it is impossible for man to get into heaven. The rogue units have to be destroyed. In the story that is exactly what happens in the end - thermite and explosive gases ensure that the nano-units are totally destroyed.

An excellent book and very well written. I wish I could write like that.

I was inspired

I was inspired this morning by listening to the following. It does not apply to me but I would like it to. It is a great goal to strive towards.



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The Fellowship of the Unashamed


I am a part of the fellowship of the Unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit
Power. The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has
been made. I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I won't look back, let up, slow
down, back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present makes sense,
and my future is secure. I am finished and done with low living, sight
walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame visions,
mundane talking, chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or
popularity. I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised,
regarded, or rewarded. I now live by presence, learn by faith, love by
patience, lift by prayer, and labor by power.

My pace is set, my gait is fast, my goal is Heaven, my road is narrow, my
way is rough, my companions few, my Guide is reliable, my mission is clear.
I cannot be bought, compromised, deterred, lured away, turned back, diluted,
or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the
presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the
pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of
mediocrity.

I won't give up, back up, let up, or shut up until I've preached up, prayed
up, paid up, stored up, and stayed up for the cause of Christ. I am a
disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go until He returns, give until I drop,
preach until all know, and work until He comes.

And when He comes to get His own, He will have no problem recognizing me. My
colors will be clear for "I am not ashamed of the Gospel, because it is the
power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes.." (Romans 1:16)

By Dr. Bob Moorehead



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