Friday, January 11, 2008

What A Family!

Dysfunctional. Diverse. Different. At times, difficult. But when it comes to pulling together and pulling for each other and the seeking of God's face when dealing with great trials, we are a family that knows how to come together. Yesterday we gathered over in a small, rural town in Louisiana to celebrate the all too short life of our Andy. Tragic? Yes. Painful? Yes. But throughout the day we were able to draw strength from our God and each other.

I can remember my Grandfather, PaPa Mac, who was Patriarch, and it was he who led us through times of great sorrow. He left us many years ago. Then came my Grandmother, Granny Mac, our Matriarch, who also stood as a symbol of who we are and what we are all about as a FAMILY. Now it is my mom and there she was, one more time, having to say farewell for now to a child we all loved and cherished. Easy? Never! But with grace and character our family unified as we always do, and we, with God's help, not only mourned a loss, but we rejoiced in God's arranging for us to be a part of this specific earthly clan.

God knows all about our troubles. We believe that our Andy is now with His Lord and reunited with his dad, who he accidentally killed in a hunting accident at age 10, which was the single most disabling event that haunted Andy throughout his life. Andy's dad, our Kenneth, was one of the influential people in my life as a role model and an example of what a man of God should look like. Even as he lay dying he begged Andy not to feel responsible for it was God's will but Andy never quite got over this cataclysmic occurrence. The country preacher did not mince words. He knew Andy very well and he knew Andy's many bad choices that brought bad results. However, he also knew the Andy we all knew, one who was genuine, and when he was in his right frame of mind, one who always expressed a love for God and thankfulness for His Savior.

I also give God thanks for the local Church there in that small town. Folks, if you have never been cared for by common people who come together to help you through difficult times, then you have missed out on a tremendous blessing that only God can provide. These people became God's hands extended to my mom, my sister, her remaining three daughters, and all their families, and all of us. I'll not rehearse the many tragedies that have happened in our family during my time here but it's not a small number. In one of the most thrilling of prophetic passages found in Isaiah 53, our Savior, Jesus of Nazareth, is predicted to be a "man of sorrows and acquainted with grief". Our family identifies in a small way with this designation for we are a family well acquainted with grief. Yet, with all that's happened, we can stand and boldly proclaim that our God has brought us through and if you could have seen all of us at a time of great sorrow like we experienced this week, and felt the love all around, you would know this is what God intended when He created families, physical families, Church families, and community families that support each other. We thank God for His mercy, grace, and care. Amen. .....More later.

1 comment:

Rodney said...

And when you exit this life, that is all that will matter.

Yesterday reminded me of what is important in the "here and now".

Cherish the moments, be a Godly example to your children.