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TREEINFOREST wrote an interesting
article about funding being cut to a school/special program that he attended. It got me thinking, at first, about the Robin Hood plan that destroyed so many of the academic offering of the Highland Park High School school district as I was growing up, and it made me wonder how much those drops in funding "lessened" my educational experience.
In the end, I still had some really good ones though. Band was mostly unaffected, and I was able to get into Robotics, which turned out to be a major event in my life. However, right after I graduated, within the next year or so, almost all of the really
great teachers were gone. (Not
all of them though!) Many of these had been teaching in the district for 10, 20, or even 30+ years. The problem was, as I was told (my people in the know!), that they could no longer be afforded under Robin Hood, and many of them simply quit or were forced into retirement.
However, as I read further into TREEINFOREST's article, I found that the things he was describing there really reflected my thoughts on the recent "demise" (it sort of officially still seems to exist, but it only meets in an informal sense) of 63. It was that ministry that was used by God to bring me back into a walk with Him. In fact, I've been walking closer to Him than ever before, largely because of the influence of that ministry. Now, it's all but gone because people have chosen not to invest the time (as opposed to the state investing money) into it. (there is a money component, too, but I'm not paying too much attention to it at the moment) When they had meetings to discuss and decide 63's future, I was there, and I voiced my opposition. (That's kind of like writing a letter, right?) I decided that I would yield to God's will on the matter. And, I have.
Today though, after church, there was a church lunch during which various leaders of the various teams talked about the ministries they had been running or the things they had been doing. There was some pretty touching stuff. It surprised me though how much vehemence I felt when Grant announced the change of 63 to something far more informal.
However, I would not even be writing this right now if I had not just read TREEINFOREST's post. I can't do anything about the 63 thing. I can't even volunteer to help. Of course, for starters, in order to help, there would have to be a program to help, right? But, more significantly in my case, I simply wouldn't and won't be able to. In about 2 months, I'm getting married to Lilly. We've got so much to do before then. Then, at the end of September, we're planning to move to Germany. Between these two colossal things and the additional fact that I wouldn't want to allocate any additional responsibilities into my life during the early part of our marriage, there's no way I could dedicate enough time to helping.
I think that is what helps to make me so sad about it. I realize that, as things appear to be now, it might not ever go back to being what it was. And, even if it does, it will probably be too late for me to enjoy it. (I guess I'm thinking selfishly, eh?) I wonder to myself, "Surely, if God wants this ministry to survive and thrive, He will make it do so. Therefore this must be His will." That comforts me a bit. It doesn't help my selfish cravings though.
As we keep walking forward into God's plan for tomorrow (and the day after that...and the day after that...and the...), I pray that I will have the courage to remember that God's will
is done. I can not (and should not!) worry about or try to change that. God's promises and God's faithfulness are unchanging and eternal.
**EPILOGUE**In the meantime though, this conclusion causes me to give light to another ongoing situation in which Lilly and I (especially Lilly!!) would ask for your prayers and God's provision:
Lilly's bags are still missing!! In them are almost all of her stuff. I'm with her almost all the time, and I can't imagine how tough this really is for her. We've been shopping a lot to replace some of the bare essentials.
So, my question, which is relevant to the aforementioned conclusion,is this:
Where is Lilly's luggage, God? And, can we expect to ever see it again? And, why?!That's not meant to be a demanding question, but just an honest one. And, maybe the last of it echos my question to so many things in this world, the question I really really really wonder all the time, and wait eagerly for God to reveal the answer to it at the end of it all (because I believe He will!). That question, simply put, IS:
Why, Lord? Why?
God's work done in God's way will never lack God's supplies.
- James Hudson Taylor