So, yesterday afternoon Wendy and I were sitting across the table from one another. Multiple laptops were open, and papers were strewn across the table as we worked on different projects. I was lost in concentration on a call that I was analyzing for a client.
“I can’t wait for the Cubs to start playing,” Wendy said in a sudden, random blurt. I looked at her. “I’m so excited for baseball season to start,” she added with a longing look.
How many husbands get to hear their wife utter those words?
It’s a fun and somewhat unusual weekend for Wendy and me. The weekend kicked off last night at the Val Air Ballroom where we met our friends Kevin & Becky to see Gaelic Storm in concert. Enjoy the picture I took with the mighty Blackberry. Gaelic Storm is always a lot of fun and it was good to run into several people we knew at the concert. Pat & Peg came with Marty & Susan and we enjoyed a bevy together before the concert began. We ran into Calvin, who is related to Kevin. I also was excited to see Dennis and Angie, friends from the old Westview Days.
When we got back to Pella, we headed over to the VL’s house. The VL’s are skiing in Colorado for a few days, so Wendy and I are playing houseparents to Aaron. He’s been a blast and we’re having a ball.
“My job is to stay here in Mizpah and be your advocate before the Chaldeans when they show up. Your job is to take care of the land: Make wine, harvest the summer fruits, press olive oil. Store it all in pottery jugs and settle into the towns that you have taken over.”Jeremiah 40:10 (MSG)
Some days, it’s pretty simple: Everyone has a job to do, and you’ve got to do what you’ve got to do.
My job this day, as I write this, is to shovel the snow off the driveway so I can drive to Des Moines and keep my client appointments.
Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon gave Nebuzaradan captain of the king’s bodyguard special orders regarding Jeremiah: “Look out for him. Make sure nothing bad happens to him. Give him anything he wants.”Jeremiah 39:11-12 (MSG)
I can’t imagine it. Jeremiah has been preaching the destruction of Jerusalem for 38 chapters. He’s been beaten, hated, mocked, shunned, imprisoned, and thrown into a well for saying it’s going to happen. Now, he is witnessing the very thing he’s envisioned and proclaimed for years. He’s going to see all the bad things he prophesied come to pass. And, the King of Babylon himself is giving Jeremiah special protection, ensuring that Jeremiah will live to witness it. [Note to reader: the short book of Lamentations is Jeremiah’s poetic witness to Jerusalem’s destruction]
I would have to believe that Jeremiah’s heart was torn into shards. He would have wanted to gloat that he was right, but how can you do such a thing? Not only did he have the burden of proclaiming such a terrible thing, but now he has to witness the atrocities himself.
I don’t always understand God’s designs. I don’t know why God seemingly allows some to have a cake walk of a journey while others, like Jeremiah, are destined to walk through fire. I don’t fathom the mysterious dance of sovereignty and free will nor can I comprehend the continuous interplay of good and evil.
While there are movies that I think are better movies for this reason or that, Casablanca remains my favorite movie of all time. There are so many iconic moments and memorable lines, but this lesser known moment from the film never fails to stir my heart.