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Much has been said and written in the last few days about the devastation in Haiti. My heart has been deeply moved by the horrific pictures and stories coming out. What are we to think about these things?

The best response I have seen is an article which was originally written in response to the tsunami in Thailand several years ago. The entire article in helpful and well-written. Here’s the conclusion at the end, but you really should read the whole thing.

Tsunmi and Theodicy
David B. Hart
First Things, March 2005

I do not believe we Christians are obliged—or even allowed—to look upon the devastation visited upon the coasts of the Indian Ocean and to console ourselves with vacuous cant about the mysterious course taken by God’s goodness in this world, or to assure others that some ultimate meaning or purpose resides in so much misery. Ours is, after all, a religion of salvation; our faith is in a God who has come to rescue His creation from the absurdity of sin and the emptiness of death, and so we are permitted to hate these things with a perfect hatred. For while Christ takes the suffering of his creatures up into his own, it is not because he or they had need of suffering, but because he would not abandon his creatures to the grave. And while we know that the victory over evil and death has been won, we know also that it is a victory yet to come, and that creation therefore, as Paul says, groans in expectation of the glory that will one day be revealed. Until then, the world remains a place of struggle between light and darkness, truth and falsehood, life and death; and, in such a world, our portion is charity.

As for comfort, when we seek it, I can imagine none greater than the happy knowledge that when I see the death of a child I do not see the face of God, but the face of His enemy. It is not a faith that would necessarily satisfy Ivan Karamazov, but neither is it one that his arguments can defeat: for it has set us free from optimism, and taught us hope instead. We can rejoice that we are saved not through the immanent mechanisms of history and nature, but by grace; that God will not unite all of history’s many strands in one great synthesis, but will judge much of history false and damnable; that He will not simply reveal the sublime logic of fallen nature, but will strike off the fetters in which creation languishes; and that, rather than showing us how the tears of a small girl suffering in the dark were necessary for the building of the Kingdom, He will instead raise her up and wipe away all tears from her eyes—and there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying, nor any more pain, for the former things will have passed away, and He that sits upon the throne will say, “Behold, I make all things new.”

Read the whole thing…

I began to write this post in the early days with Josiah when we were dealing with hours of crying and spending much time soothing him to sleep.  I never finished, so here it is. These were two songs I found precious and dear to me as I connected with my child.  I definitely found myself a weepy sentimental parent all of a sudden…

“In my arms” by plumb

Your baby blues
So full of wonder
Your curley cues
Your contageous smile
And as i watch
You start to grow up
All I can do is hold you tight

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As a follow up to my previous posts (cloth diapering #1, #2) I wanted to add that my last batch of cloth diapers that I made so far are my favorite [photos to come].  I improvised my pattern/design with two major changes. I’m including information about that and then some other general info and tips from my experience.  The opinions expressed here are my own unless otherwise stated, and everyone has their own opinion on everything baby related, so I am in no way the final expert on this stufff. ha!!

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Coming and Going: Dolphin & Pelican

This week was the first time we recognized Josiah really seeing wildlife as dozens of birds flew all around us out on the beach.  We’ve had the wonderful blessing of getting to stay extra days after a staff retreat to enjoy the beach here. It is a gorgeous gulf-coast beach in Florida and we’re really enjoying the time.

The other night, we walked out a pier to a restaurant at the end, and the fishermen were out, and so were the fisher-birds! The pelicans and gulls and herons were all over, and Josiah was beginning to see them and take them in.  When we were out at the beach, he saw the birds there, too, and really watched them fly by and such. Of course his vision of them is still somewhat limited by their movements and distance, but its’ so neat to see him SEE kind of a new “level” of things; a new development.

We got to see dolphins, too, but he didn’t get that yet!

5 month birthday in exersaucer

It just astounds me how far Josiah has come in learning and development at the milestones we’ve passed already. I feel like he is a completely different child from the one who wriggled and barely opened his eyes the first couple weeks of life (and cried a LOT).  He’s settled down so much in some ways — more content and happy, playful and exuberant.  Now he’s more active in many other ways than just crying; which is a relief. We were in North Carolina for two weeks visiting family, and before I left to when we came back, I noticed substantial change.  But I really noticed it when we came back and I tried to do things the way I had before we left; and found they now do not work.  For example, I have a bumbo chair and don’t tell anyone, but I had it up on the counter in teh kitchen so he could watch me cook or make lunch or whatever I might be doing.  He’d just grab his toy that I’d give him and suck on it for the most part, and maybe drop it and flail his arms around a little.

Contemplating the ocean.

Well, when we came back, his hands are grabbing at EVERYTHING around him, and you all of a sudden realize how close the scissors, the markers, and other non-kid-friendly items are to him, that I didn’t mind before.  If I set him in the bathroom on the counter to watch his reflection, he still loves that, but he’s grabbing for the soap dispenser, the faucet (he loves water and I think he’s getting that the faucet knob controls the flow!), etc.

So it’s just a new challenge.  Changing time has become a beast.  I knew that kids fought the diaper change, but I expected to have a little more time.  Are you stronger than a 5 month old is the game we play.  He wriggles until he’s on his tummy, and then proceeds to try and aim for hurling himself over the side.   I have learned to change him upside down.  That’s a riot.

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