Sunday, May 8, 2011

Mother's Day Flowers, and Other News

In a very nice gesture, Be's three children cooperated in sending her some beautiful flowers for Mother's day.



I walked in the Abilene Relay for Life April 29. I walked 10 miles to reach my goal, and Be walked with me. We started the walk at about 7 pm and were home by midnight.



We took a few breaks during the walk. The longest break was for the Luminaria Ceremony. In this ceremony, white paper bags containing battery powered "candles" are placed entirely around the track and the lights in the stadium are turned off. Each sack has the name of a cancer survivor or someone who has died from cancer. It is quite sobering to see how many people have been touched by cancer. The sacks were about 1 to 2 feet apart all the way around the track. We sat in chairs behind my sack during the ceremony. It was very windy.



I was walking in an effort to raise money for the American Cancer Society. With very little effort on my part, several generous and kind people gave a total of $1070 in my honor. Because of that I was given a nice green T-shirt which I wore proudly for the last 10 laps. On the back of the shirt was written "$1000+".

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Resignation

December 16, 2010

To the University Church of Christ Elders

It is taking more time to recover than I thought it would. Though my physical stamina is increasing rapidly, my emotional stamina is rebounding more slowly. There is no doubt in my mind that during the trials of my experiences in the last year and a half, God has given me eyes to better see when people are hurting and in spiritual pain. And I praise God and thank Him for such clearer vision. But with eyes to see comes a burden to act. It is this facet of my healing that is slower to recover. My mind is flooded with opportunities to serve, but my soul is not yet able to do the work required. Even small and simple tasks sometime seem an insurmountable challenge. The spirit is willing but the resolve is weak. Frequently my inner being experiences emotional overload followed by agonizing guilt. I am not “losing it.” Indeed, I am recovering, but it is taking longer than I would have liked. Additionally, certain family concerns have increased in the last few days that further complicate the issues that I am facing.

Therefore, to help facilitate my journey back to full spiritual vigor, I respectfully ask that I be relieved of my responsibilities as an elder of the University Church of Christ. I make this request with regret and humility. It is an honor for me to serve in this congregation of God’s people. But I need some relief from the burdens inherent in being an elder.

Please continue to pray for me, as I do for this eldership. I anticipate being increasingly able to serve vigorously in God’s work in the future. And I pray that you also will have increasing resolve and dedication in your service to the Master. May God bless us in His kingdom work.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Blood and Sin -- An Analogy

Why is the shedding of blood necessary for forgiveness? Did God just make a decision that blood was required for atonement, or is there some inherent truth that demands blood as an antidote for sin? The fact that sin is not a trifling matter is indicated by some of the words and phrases that are associated with salvation: redemption, atonement, sanctification, ransom, justification, righteousness, born again. The variety of words indicates a deep and obscure nature of one’s escape from the results of sin.

But blood seems to be an integral part of the salvation of humans from sin. Under the Old Covenant, the sacrifice of animals was prescribed in great detail, and animals were to be sacrificed many times a year. And not just any animal would suffice. It had to be the best available and was sometimes described as one “without blemish.” Additionally, the high priest of the Hebrews was to offer a special sacrifice in the section of the temple known as the Most Holy Place. The high priest was the only person who could enter this room and he could only enter once a year “and never without blood, which he offered for himself and for the sins the people had committed in ignorance.” (Heb. 9:7)

If we continue to read in the ninth and tenth chapters of the book of Hebrews, we observe that the annual offering by the high priest is a shadow of the sacrificial offering of the New Covenant. “Day after day every priest performs his religious duties; again and again he offers the same sacrifices, which can never take away sins. But when this priest had offered for all time one sacrifice for sins, he sat down at the right hand of God. Since that time he waits for his enemies to be made his footstool, because by one sacrifice he has made perfect forever those who are being made holy.” Thus, in the New Covenant, the sacrifice of the blood of the Lamb of God is sufficient to atone for the sins of all, once for all time.

Now I propose an analogy based on a recent experience I have endured. Less than two years ago I was diagnosed with acute myelogenous leukemia (AML). Leukemia is a disease of the blood. We know that “life is in the blood.” (Lev. 17:11) With leukemia, cancerous cells in the bone marrow prevent a healthy production of blood. Because a sufficient amount of healthy blood cannot be produced, without medical intervention, the end result is death. For our analogy, think of cancer as “sin.” It is something not created to be in the body, is harmful to the body, and leads to death.

The main symptom I experienced as a result of the leukemia was severe anemia. My body did not have enough healthy blood. So I needed for people to donate blood for me. I was given blood transfusions to help keep my body working until the cancer could be brought under control. Think of the blood donations as sacrifices. Of course, donating blood does not cost one his life, but it does require giving some time, and having a rather large needle stuck in your arm for several minutes. In the course of my treatment, I needed blood transfusions time after time, never leading to a cure for the cancer. The blood also had to be from healthy people, not the weak and frail.

What was proposed as a way to bring the cancer in my body under control was multiple repeated rounds of chemotherapy. Think of chemotherapy in our analogy as human efforts to control the sin in our lives: perhaps like meditation, therapy, psychological analysis, self-mutilation, incarceration, or even religion. In my case, the chemotherapy brought me into remission, but it did not seem to be able to cure the cancer. In the case of the sin in my life, I may have the sin under control for a while, but the result of my sin is death. In both my physical life and my spiritual life, I need a cure; a once-for-all infusion of healing blood.

For the treatment of AML, there is now a wonderful treatment called a bone marrow stem cell transplant. My brother’s bone marrow was a match for mine and he was willing to “sacrifice” some of his blood for me. So along with enduring medical tests and having to take shots of powerful medicines for me, he went in to the hospital on two consecutive days, sat almost without moving for over four hours each day with large needles in both arms, and gave 5.3 million stem cells for me. But I also had a role to play in this treatment. In essence, I had to agree to die in order to receive his blood. The chemotherapy that would be given me would weaken or kill much of the bone marrow stem cells in my body. Enough would be killed that if I did not receive the new stem cells, I would die. The purpose of the new stem cells is to come into my body, see my stem cells as foreign and kill them. My cells would resist, but they would be so weakened by the chemotherapy that they could not stand up against the new healthy stem cells. So in theory, all the cancer in my body would be killed, and I would be cured.

Of course, the stem cell transplant procedure is risky. So I made a decision. I decided to believe that the process would cure me. From the time that I decided to allow my blood to die and until the transplant, I merely allowed the nurses to give me the chemotherapy, and at the appropriate time, to give me my brother’s stem cells. In the analogy, think of the receiving of the stem cells as being baptized. This is how I accepted the life-giving blood given by my brother. How ridiculous would it have been for me to say that I believe that I can be cured by a stem cell transplant, and then not let the nurses give me the blood. The analogy is so strong here that it is common for the nurses to sing “happy birthday” to the recipients when the stem cells are infused. They think of a person as being born again, with new DNA in their blood system. The day of infusion is called day 0 and the “age” of the recipient of the transplant, and therefore the appropriate treatment, is measured from that day.

When I transfer my thoughts to the sin in my life, and in your life, I know that ALL of us are dying because of sin. For Jesus to give enough blood for all of us to be cured, it took all of His blood. He had to give his life for us all to be cured, that is, be saved. In my mind, it is a human miracle that I now have my brother’s blood keeping me healthy, and that I am free from cancer. But that miracle is nothing when compared to the miracle of new birth in Christ, free from the power of sin.

May God be praised by our words and by our deeds every day that we live sin free because of the sacrificial blood of Jesus. And may we never take salvation lightly.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

A Hard Rainy Day

It was an emotionally difficult time Saturday morning. We put out the first of six signs advertising our garage sale just after 6:30 am. By the time we put out the second sign one-half block away it was raining. When we put out the last sign it was pouring. "Well," we said to each other, "maybe the rain will only last an hour." Nope! It lasted all morning.
But even if it had stopped raining, certain people might not have found the sale. Below is a photo of our sign at the corner of Judge Ely and EN 10th. You see, Be had figured out that she wanted to wait until she put out the signs to draw the arrow heads. That way we would not get confused, as we had in the past, and have the arrows pointing in the wrong direction. But she had already drawn one arrow head before she made that decision to wait. No problem. Just put that one sign in the correct position. In our haste to put out signs, draw the arrow heads, and not get wet, this happened.




Here is a photo of what garage sale items we actually got moved outside. The ladder was supposed to be put on stands to hold clothes. It was not for sale. And I put out the other two items the night before. They are still out there. Our garage has eight tables filled with really good things for sale, plus some other stuff all around on the floor and the ping-pong table.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Happy Birthday, Be

Yes, I know that Be's birthday is past, but I want the world to know that though I tease her, I really do love her. So I am publishing the text contents of the birthday card I made for her. And I was on time in giving it to her.


Front page:

To help me
wish you a
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
I will quote from a
song by Ray Charles:

I love you
so much
it hurls me!
Middle page:


OOPS!
That was supposed
to say:

Last page:

I love you so much
it HURTS me!

As we both know,
when I am not with
you I am disoriented,
unmotivated, and
largely lost. Thank
you for being my
wife.

Happy Birthday!

Love, Bo

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

A Remarkable Talent

My wife has a wonderful ability to create interesting the useful shapes from plastic using items from the kitchen to heat them. In an earlier post, I showed a re-sized plastic bottle that she created using the dish washer. Below is another creation she made using the dish washer. It is an ergonomic pie server.




Next we have something that I think might make us not worry about retirement funds for the rest of our lives. We could sell tickets for people to view the "leaning tower of Chili Powder." What do you think?

Monday, May 17, 2010

Adapted Psalm 130 Song

A small group meets at our house every Sunday afternoon except for Care Group Sundays. Lately we have been studying Psalms and different members of the group lead the discussion each week. I had volunteered for last Sunday. I decided on Psalm 130 which is a song of ascent. So it had probably been sung in various settings of worship, especially in and around the temple. But it also had possibly been sung by the Hebrew travelers as they made their treks to Jerusalem for worship.

I remembered the time in Yosemite National Park when our family walked the rim trail, right at the top of steep cliffs. Lenna was 5 years old, and I held her hand, or carried her the entire time we were on that trail because I was afraid she would fall over the cliff. I tried to entertain her by singing "The Happy Wanderer" over and over. I have very fond memories of that hike.

So I decided to write words that capture the essence of Psalm 130, and fit to the tune of "The Happy Wanderer." Here is the result. It is only effective if you sing it.

1. Out of the depths I call you Lord.
O Lord, please hear my plea.
Let your ears care to hear my word
As I cry for mercy.

Chorus:
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord,
Praise the Lord,
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
He is good, he is kind.
Hallelujah, praise the Lord.

2. If you, oh Lord, kept score of sin
Could anyone survive?
But with you all my sin’s forgiv’n.
I revere you while alive.

3. Deep in my soul I wait for him
On his word I rely.
Throughout the night I hope in him
More than guards seek morning sky.

4. O Christians, hope in God maintain;
Trust his eternal love.
For full redemption you will gain;
Sin vanquished from above.