Worst-case scenario (Prayer Devotional for the week of August 11, 2013)

Imagine relaxing at home one evening watching the news, and you receive a call out-of-the-blue from your boss. Your boss says that there was a hostile takeover of your company and you are being laid off, effective immediately. In the background, the newscaster reports that the stock market closed at a record low, and your retirement plan is now worthless. Meanwhile, a neighbor knocks on the door to let you know that a tree branch just fell onto your car and totaled it. While you are talking, a text message buzzes with news from the vet that your dog died. Then, the police show up to let you know that several family members have been killed in a terrible wreck. How would you react to such a horrible chain of events?

A similarly tragic tale unfolds in Job 1:13-19. Job was devastated with grief by all that happened, but v. 22 reveals that he did not disrespect or blame God for his plight. Things got even worse for poor ol’ Job. He became physically ill, and even his wife thumbed her nose at him. He stood his ground, though, and Job 2:10 says again that he did not mouth off about God.

Three of Job’s friends to came to visit him. At first, they sat with him quietly for moral support, but one by one, they became tired of the pity party. They took turns giving Job some so-called advice about his predicament, and it boiled down to his fault. They suggested that surely, he must have sinned against God, or perhaps it was even his children’s sin that led to their untimely demise. Job did not take the criticism lightly, and he pleaded his case and begged for answers from God.

Job’s story is a worst-case scenario that I hope none of us ever experience. You can read more to find out how it ends, but suffice it to say that Job learned a thing or two about trusting God. There is a lot that we could learn from his situation, as well. How we respond in times of trouble can communicate volumes about our faith. Are we critical, complaining and ranting about how the world is always against us? Do we blame others for our “bad luck” and vow to get even someday? Do we listen to the naysayers and turn our backs on God? God is not daunted by our questions, frustrations or fears. Sometimes, though, what God wants to teach us isn’t just about the solution to our problems. It’s about the process in getting us there.

Happy Birthday, Nathan!

My little brother would be 35 today. I don’t remember exactly how the tradition started, but I think my mom wanted to do something special on the first birthday after his passing, so we made brownies and put birthday candles in them. Since then, we’ve celebrated his birthday with a special dessert and sharing stories and memories. This year, the boys and I decided to go all-out and fix a German-themed dinner, since Nathan was born in Germany (while our dad was in the Army), and he always loved German food. Here’s a photo recap of our special dinner:

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I promise I’m not a pyromaniac, but I do love watching the flame on a grill. It’s so pretty, and it smells wonderful!

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2 beers to marinate the brats & 1 beer for the cook to enjoy! 😉

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The age-old privilege of helping to bake: getting to lick the beaters! 🙂

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My sous chef grill master, helping with the brats.

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I wish this was a scratch-and-sniff photo, because mmm, mmm, mmm — they smelled amazing!

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Bratwurst, sauerkraut & homemade German potato salad!

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German Chocolate cupcakes for dessert, to round out the themed dinner. They turned out a bit flat, but they were scrumptious, anyway. 🙂

Father’s Day on Facebook

Father’s Day to me consists of equal parts grief & awkward, with a dash of melancholy. It has become a rare Sunday when I’d like to fast-forward to Monday, and Facebook makes it worse. I think I’ll just stay offline until next week, because of all the #1 Daddy, deceased dads, gag-me-with-a-spoon-fabulous husbands, moms-who-were-father-figures, etc. It’s too much for my emotional capacity right now.

No, I didn’t change my profile picture to my dad like many people (though not as many as changed their profile pics on Mother’s Day, interestingly enough) … not because I don’t love him, but because 1) he isn’t even on Facebook, and 2) since my stepdad actually is on Facebook, and I think he is awesome, it would be awkward. They are both important father-figures in my life (and the lives of my kiddos), but in different ways.

All of the “Happy Father’s Day in Heaven” posts dredge up melancholy feelings about my brother, so yeah, thanks for that, Facebook.

Then, of course, there’s the mushy-gushy, kissy-kissy “You’re the best husband and father the world has ever seen!” posts. Ugh. Spare me. Am I happy that your husband is suuuper dreamy and you love him to pieces? Of course I am. But in the words of Miracle Max: “Thank you so much for bringing up such a painful subject. While you’re at it, why don’t you give me a nice paper cut & pour lemon juice on it?”