Upon Their Hands They Will
Linda and I had become
such good friends I felt comfortable confiding in her with what happened
the night before at the Bible study.
"Weíve never spoken of
religion, seems weíve just been so busy with the kids, every minute. IĎm
sure you understand and know about my fatherís faith and teachings?" I
plain out, asked. "I know you are Christian but still donít know what
"Yes, I know you have
your faith, even though we havenít talked about it." Linda was
forthright in her reply, but still didnít reveal her own affiliation.
We often watched the
soaps and giggled about the immorality of this or that leading
character. This wasnít play acting though and frankly I felt very
"One of the things so
well taught," I was trying to explain to Linda, "is the promise of the
original hope for a world populated by strong, good people who do not
have the failings of that original couple. Frankly, if there was not
this belief in my heart I donít know if I could have endured Rhondaís
condition. There are so many things to come up and Iím sure you have had
the same experience. Some people want to believe we are being punished
by God, others think we have done something to inherit a curse, all
sorts of ideas are in their minds. It just makes the problems we work
through even more difficult.
For my faith to teach me
we are under imperfection for a marked period of time has been a comfort
to me. To think that Rhonda and anyone who is injured will be able at a
future time to "leap up like the stag," as the prophet Isaiah tells has
given me the will to go forward. That is my hope, but for the present,
all I can do to make her life comfortable and productive.