Tuesday, June 20, 2006

What the World is Coming To

(Shamelessly stolen from Rick, who turned me on to blogging in the first place!)

Monday, June 19, 2006

Lowering the Knife

Yesterday I brought a Father's Day message, entitled, "A Father's Day." The text was Genesis 22:1-14, the story of Abraham being asked to sacrifice his son, Isaac, his most treasured possession, on the altar as a burnt offering. The burnt offering was both final and fatal. So he laid his son on the altar, never questioning God, and at the point of absolute obedience, that is, as he was about to lower the knife, Abraham clearly heard the voice of God's messenger telling him to stop.

My challenge to the congregation was that we should lay our most treasured possession on that "altar of sacrifice," with the same unwavering faith as Abraham. It was during this part of message that I heard God speak to me very clearly and very lovingly, as only He can:

"Todd, you haven't done this lately, have you?"

It was true. I hadn't. I must confess that as Tracy and I and our children have been preparing to move to Walterboro, I have had second thoughts. Frankly, I don't want to move. The move will require me to alter my visitation with my children, which has been tearing me up inside. Yet deep in my heart, I know that this move is the right thing, though I don't fully understand what God is up to, sending a wild man like me into a very orderly atmosphere. I will be a square peg in a round hole, like I am just about anywhere else I go.

Yesterday, God required me to lay my children on that altar of sacrifice. Abraham never questioned God, and yet I have not stopped questioning Him. I finally did. I am in a battle that I cannot win. God is always right. Everything that has happened to me over the last few years has not been without a reason.

So, in my spirit, I "laid" my children on the altar, and I "lowered the knife." As I did, and this is absolutely the truth, I felt a peace that I have not felt in quite some time. In my spirit, I heard these words, "Look at them (my daughters, who were with me yesterday and seated toward the front of the church), they are still there. You are not going to lose them. I wouldn't let that happen. But you needed to put me first. You are all going to be fine, son. Happy father's day."

I have many more people and things to lay on that altar, but I can tell you that yesterday was a father's day I will never forget.

Friday, June 16, 2006


We are in the process of packing our belongings in preparation for a July 1st move. Yesterday I discovered a box of photos which I had not seen in quite awhile. I had forgotten just how long my hair used to be!

I guess it just really hit me yesterday that I am literally packing away old memories and creating new ones. I also found some pictures of my Dad which I had forgotten I had. With this being Father's Day weekend, I suppose I am a bit melancholy.

On the one hand, I am blessed. I am a Dad, and I have the most awesome children. On the other, I am a bit sad that my Dad or even my Grandpas never got to meet my kids, and vice versa. I miss them all very much. The other day I heard my Grandma's voice on a tape recording I found in a box. She was cheering for me. She always was. I miss her a lot.

Change has always been hard for me, too. I hate moving. I really do. I guess it is a necessary evil.

One final note: I have decided to let my hair grow long again.

Sunday, June 11, 2006


Steven was released from the hospital yesterday. Thank you to everyone for your prayers, cards, etc. He is in for a rather uneventful summer while he recovers, but he is doing great. He is home.

Today in Walterboro we saw our new home. It is amazing. The Lord provided it, because we never could have afforded it. On July 1st, we are going to our new home.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Update on Steven

Many thanks for all of the prayers and calls regarding our son Steven's surgery yesterday. According to the surgeon, everything went "just as he expected," and foresees no further complications. He is doing really well today, save for a slight fever. He is in ICU and will probably get into a regular room as early as today. He is progressing even faster than we thought he would.

Tracy's father and grandmother are down from Ohio this week, and I think it has been good for her to be surrounded by her family.