First Baptist Church of Herndon Blogs
There is this four-way stop I deal with at least twice a day. Generally, it works well, and the accidents are few. Lately I’ve noticed when traffic is light the other drivers seem to feel they don’t need to come to a full stop. They pull up at a slower speed, but never really stop. My driver’s education teacher called it a “rolling stop”.
It feels like bad things happen in groups. The urban myth is that death comes in threes. People actually find themselves waiting for the next death to strike. Certainly, when things do go badly among groups it can be deflating, discouraging, depressing, and paralyzing.
A tornado wipes out the main street of a small town. A hurricane crosses an island leveling buildings and lives. That 100-year flood just happened for the second time in five years. Fires light the sky and incinerate an ancient forest leaving mankind and animals homeless. Tragedy and hardship seem to strike daily.
The picture was powerful yet simple. Fifteen people standing in front of an old cabin wearing the white coats of physicians. A few poorly dressed children scattered about, nearly ghost like in appearance, blend into the backdrop. The idea was that of Russell Ledet, the photographer was Abedoyin Johnson. So why mention it at all?
Grace, that attitude of God which allows him to forgive, support, and love us no matter what we do. It’s hard for us humans to wrap our brain around that kind of love, but we know it’s true. This month in our Drop-In class we are studying the faces of grace. Some of them are surprising.
It was a beautiful day to start the New Year and new decade. Well, it was a beautiful day in northern Virginia. The temperature that day was warmer than usual, the sun brighter, and the sky was perfectly clear blue. Just the day before my mom, my cousin and I had gone to the movies to see “A Beautiful Day.”