Sunday, September 13, 2009

Son Story

By Belinda

You could feel it all week--that intensity of emotion--the back to school frisson.

Brenda works part-time at a private school for boys and she was busy with extra shifts in the school store as a tide of boys in red uniforms flowed into the school.

It was fascinating to hear about the differences that were evident as new and old boys arrived from all over the world and families parted from them to go home again.

Those from Korea came with whole families, including grandparents and aunts and uncles. Paradoxically they were very matter of fact as they parted. It seemed as if goodbye was no big deal.

Some parents from Mexico, were giving up their sons for just one year in order for them to learn English. It was obvious that it was a huge sacrifice to leave them behind and there were rivers of tears as they said their goodbyes and peeled themselves apart.

The most emotional were the mothers from eastern Europe. It was as if they were wrenching out their hearts to let go of their sons, but they did it because they believe that a good education at this school will make a difference for them.

I found myself thinking of One who gave up a son long ago; not for an education, but for one thing only; sacrifice. I thought of a coming to a planet whose inhabitants were in trouble; not for a year, but for about 30 years of preparation, ending in three years of public life. His way back home was through a brutal death that made all heaven weep. He did this because of an overwhelming love for those responsible for his death.

The record stands: He was here; he died; he rose again, and his life was one long act of love for a race of beings that were slow to understand.

Two thousand years later, although it is out of fashion to believe the facts of history and follow him; in every new generation, millions do. No ideology or ridicule has successfully snuffed out his story and we wait for him...for he said he was coming again.

John 1:10-14 (The Message)
9-13The Life-Light was the real thing:
Every person entering Life
he brings into Light.
He was in the world,
the world was there through him,
and yet the world didn't even notice.
He came to his own people,
but they didn't want him.
But whoever did want him,
who believed he was who he claimed
and would do what he said,
He made to be their true selves,
their child-of-God selves.
These are the God-begotten,
not blood-begotten,
not flesh-begotten,
not sex-begotten.
14The Word became flesh and blood,
and moved into the neighborhood.
We saw the glory with our own eyes,
the one-of-a-kind glory,
like Father, like Son,
Generous inside and out,
true from start to finish.


Deidra said...

I think it's amazing that we still get to see little bits and pieces of the mystery played out, right before our eyes. Watching families separate becoming a reminder of the greatest sacrifice ever. "Generous inside and out, true from start to finish." Yes. And amen.

Susan said...

I think it's pretty cool how you see such spiritual metaphors in day-to-day life and then capture them for us in a way that is not only moving, but a pleasure to read.

Write on!