Sunday, November 4, 2012

Who's Responsible for Sandy?




We cannot fail to be moved by the pleas of superstorm Sandy’s victims as it slammed into New York and New Jersey earlier this week. The pictures of devastation and their wrenching cries are just too close for comfort.

Of course, the earth is bombarded by disasters of this scope on a regular basis, but the closer a geographic event, the more likely it could have claimed us. We desperately seek a reason for the calamity that might help deter another from happening.

So it’s not unusual for some people to consider a catastrophe punishment from God for the general sin of the nation. And self-loathing, that some Americans seem to revel in, becomes the focal point of this event—we deserve what we get!

This idea creates a problem: why were these particular people singled out by God for punishments of various degrees—death, bereavement, personal injury, loss of home or possessions—and does each punishment really fit each person’s “crime”?

If not, the alternate question arises, why were the good and bad all affected the same? Innocent children, good living people, as well as the local crooks and blaggards? After all, didn’t God know what was in the heart of each one?

A further question: why hasn’t God struck us in a similar way? After all, similar sins abound in our neighbourhood, even in our own hearts. Clearly, either God is unjust, or perhaps we can be proud of our own righteousness, temporarily extended to sinners around us, providing a cone of safety from God’s wrath.

The upshot seems to be: our Father in heaven, not only causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous, but is just as generous with His disasters and as capricious with His judgments.

None of this can stand up to scrutiny, and is just as unsatisfactory to me, a Christian. I believe there is a more logical and scriptural response that suggests reasons, not only for these catastrophic events, but the increasing severity of them.

Is it all tied to climate change, and are we responsible for it? Yes, but not in the way it is generally portrayed. Our exploitation and pollution of the planet are only an extension of human action denying responsibility for how God has created us to live.

The first clue is the result of Adam’s sin. Our first mistake is believing that the earth’s faulty functioning—thorns and thistles—were an unrelated penalty for disobedience. But God’s ways are not capricious; The effects of sin—now, and then—are consequences, not punishment.

Adam’s sin was not simply eating of a prohibited fruit. If it was, sin imputed to the whole human race would have been extraordinarily “cruel and unusual punishment.” No simple act of disobedience deserved that.

In his book, Velvet Elvis, Rob Bell shows that Adam and Eve’s disobedience was only a symptom of an underlying decision “throwing off the whole deal.” God had created them for responsibility to develop and nurture the planet.

He goes on to say “The choices of the first people were so toxic because they were placed in the middle of a complex web of interaction and relationships with the world God had made. When they sinned, their actions threw off the balance of everything.”

If that first sin had the effect of destabilizing the earth’s normal functioning, then today’s increasing secular dismissal of God from His world, can plausibly be the cause of increasing catastrophies. That together with an increasing population expanding that desire, may trigger increasing severity.

If God is no longer welcome in the world he created, and we consider we can run our affairs opposing the guidance He has given for optimum performance—even in a fallen world—we can only expect increasing disasters around us, and greater turmoil in our lives.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Toothache




Yes, I have the toothache. Why does this to happen at a weekend when help is some 50 plus hours away? Right now, each world is being forced from a pain crippled brain for which the spellchecker is paying the price—when I cn be botered.

Last weeknd I borke a tooth. I cracked it on one of those hard rund mints—severl of which have survived to this wekeend as a result of that brokem tooth. I’ve had to make do with choclate instead; it’s less lkiely to do the same damage.

So Monday ment a call to my most unfavurite professional. “Just hole for a minute, Bryan,” was the over-freindly response, “Can you make here at two this aftrnoon.” Of course, that wasn’t as urgrnt last Monday, the broken totth didn’t ache.

But I needeed that tooth; I’ve got tw\oo many holes already. So I agreed and spent, what culd have been a pleasnat hour elsewhere, in the dentist’s char. A Jab, a frozem face, grindng with the dentist’s most feraed weapon, some poking at it and I had a restored tooth.

Now this weekend, a more fearsome and paintful scenario. Again on the weekend. Is this some brutal halowleen trick? Dos this pani mean a filling, an abcess, or, the wrst case: a root canal? I’m going to have to wait another 24 hours or so to find out.

In the meantime, back to a baby routing, feeding every fourhours on piankillers of own sort or another. Apparently, it’s possilbe to take acetomenaphin and abuprofin at the same time. Well, Ican alternate: two polls every two hours. Give it a double whammy.

That’s the extent of my mental effort right now. I’ll leave the spellchecking ot y ou!

Sunday, October 21, 2012

America Votes




All North America has a stake in the outcome of the American presidential election, but I’ll never understand the process. I’m sure there are many out there who can enlighten me. Let me see if I can get this right.

Each state selects—not elects—an “electoral college” early in the voting process. Each state has a different number of college electors, I assume representing the number of voters in that state. So far, the process has been decided by a small group of unelected people.

Who will eventually run is not decided by the general voter, but by a political party’s own membership nomination convention. This year, the front runners were crowned at the Republican and Democratic conventions.

But on election day, the voters do not vote for the party or the presidential candidate, but whether they agree with each state’s electoral college’s choice for political party. This way candidates win or lose that number of electoral college votes in that state.

The object of the exercise, then, is not to gain the greater number of voter votes, but for a president-elect to gain the most number of electoral college votes. Confusing even for a two way race, which American elections usually are, how about a three way race like Canada?

Are you still confused like me? Of course, I could have it all wrong!

But this election should engage every Canadian. America has ten times our population, so what an American president decides can have a huge impact on our future, and beyond that the well-being of the whole earth.

Of course, I can’t vote, and really—like many Americans—I don’t know what is going on in the American halls of power whoever is elected. But even a president’s power, like any ruler, is in God’s hands.

So to pray for God’s wisdom to endow a president becomes a necessity. He will need that wisdom to restrain the forces of evil that continually threaten to rampage this earth. Will that be a priority for you and me?

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Downsizing



 Don slammed the door with a scowl on his face. He ripped off his boots and propelled them to the floor.
“Didn’t go so well, huh?” Julie ventured.
“They just won’t listen. They’re stubborn. Refuse to face facts.” He ran his fingers through his hair and sat down resignedly, his irritation losing steam.
Julie felt the old frustration welling up. “They give me the same hard time. Like you, I feel so helpless at times.”
“Your parents just can’t cope anymore,” Don added, “ and I guess deteriorating health blinds them to the risks of their isolation.”
He looked across at Julie, who stared at the floor. His resentment turned to sympathy for her. “The situation is taking its toll on you, hon.”
She looked up at him as he continued. “Daily trips to your parent’s house to check and run errands, and,” he leaned forward, elbows on his knees, hands gesturing openly toward her; “you have to cope with the demands of a teenage family as well.”
“The most difficult thing for me,” she explained, “is their complaint about me every time I try to help. My brother away in California is the golden boy who never does anything wrong.”
“That’s because he’s not available to do anything. He can’t do it wrong” Don gave her a grim smile.

That story can be told repeatedly. Parents in their own home try to maintain their independence while failing bodies and faculties make it increasingly difficult. The baby boomer generation faces increasing oversight of parents, yet not wanting to compel them into more suitable accommodation.

It’s been two and half months since Ann and I moved into about 550 square feet on the lower level of our home. Good storage space, absence of stairs, and a grade level entrance make this convenient. A large living space doubles as an office with desks at one end, and triples as a bedroom with a wall bed at the other end.

A previous bedroom is now a kitchen and dining room, the closet converted into a pantry. The piano is also in this room, giving the atmosphere of an English parlour. A full bathroom and laundry on the same level complete a cosy, comfortable, convenient home.

We have the occasional use of the two ovens upstairs. Two delightful sisters—who could be our grandchildren—rent the upper level and use our lower level laundry. Having someone responsible upstairs, means there is help available in an emergency.

The girls share the outside work such as gardening and snow removal. Ann is still free to potter in the garden she enjoys, but the heavy work is reduced. We still live in our own house and have the use of our car and garage.

Having less space to maintain is a freeing outlook, and we enjoy our writing and other pursuits with continuing independence and ease. 

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Thanksgiving: Can We Say Anything New?




Perhaps we can if we live in Facebook. Facebook is the third largest nation on earth, population just over a billion, third only to China and India. Multi race and multi lingual, we can visit with friends instantly anywhere within its boundaries. Perhaps this is something to be thankful for on its own, but its citizens have a lot more to say about thanksgiving.

Here are some samples:

Thankful that the things I used to fear that have become the things I treasure most.

Thankful for the beauty that remains when we are purified by the trails of this life.

Thankful for the people God has given me.

Thankful for the freedom that comes from THANKFULNESS.

As we eat through this CANADIAN Thanksgiving weekend, we will thank God for each one of our loved friends and family members, ... just before dropping into a Glutton Coma. (It's nice to be blessed, but much better to be forgiven.).
The ability to think and reason and have interesting conversations with people. And the ability to write about my thoughts and feelings! Every time I write a new blog I think... "I should write more often."
Way too many blessings to count, yet family & friends to share them with day after day.

Celebrating 14 years of marriage to my best friend. Thank you, my friend, for loving me unconditionally. I thank God for you!
For the comforting thrill of waking to morning silence, instead of a beeping alarm . . . Thank You (for Saturdays).
Thankful for my family.
So very thankful . . . words cannot really express.
Cheers for all the quarter century birthday wishes, another year needing to grow up. I got to get onto dat.

For sisters to bake with . . . thank-YOU.
Join them with your own expressions of THANKSGIVING.