Well, I just really like this illustration so as I stress about moving out of my dorm...into Davis's house for 2 weeks then back into a different dorm, ask God to open your eyes to really see him in this illustration:
There is a father who almost lost his son at birth. Doctors said the son would never
move, talk, or function on any normal level of intelligence. The father raised him
anyway. He didn’t put him in a 24-hour care facility like the doctors had suggested;
he brought him home. Wheelchair-bound and unable to communicate, the son
needed constant attention. The father didn’t mind this, though. He loved his son.
Eventually, doctors found that the son’s level of intelligence and comprehension
were not compromised. Engineers built a device that allowed him to communicate
using small head movements. When his son told him, “I want to run,” the father began
to pursue something for his son that none could have imagined. Slowly but with
eager determination, the father began building his endurance for marathons and triathlons.
He worked with engineers to build a bicycle that would hold his son on the
front while he pedaled. When he swam, he attached a raft to his body and placed his
son in the raft. And when he ran, the father pushed his son in a specialized wheelchair
so that he could feel the wind on his body. And at the end of each race, the father
picked up his son in his arms and carried him across the finish line.
How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children
of God! And that is what we are! 1 John 3:1
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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