Through the Fire

Today I turn 51. It's my birthday. I am what people today call a rainbow baby. Before they had me my parents lost a baby. My older brother Kenneth Dale didn't survive birth. If he had I would not have been here. My dad was serving in Vietnam and was only allowed to come home briefly.  The result was me.

Two days ago I celebrated my rainbow baby's 19th birthday. I never fully understood the significance of a rainbow baby until I had my own. The lessons I've learned in the past 51 years all seem to be a direct result of loss. 

As a Christian I continue to learn the importance of loss. I don't like it but I understand it so much more as I grow older. Each loss lesson I experience has the ability to tear me down or draw me closer to the God I gave my life to many years ago. It makes the things in life so much more precious. 

Just this past week we experienced a week without air conditioning. If you know anything about living in the south you understand why that is a significant loss. We lost the cooling air that keeps the humidity and heat at a minimum. We got hot and sticky and even with multiple fans and a couple of window units it was bearable but not quite as cool. When they finished replacing the air conditioner and I came home to a cool house I had a deeper appreciation for cool air. 

Loss does that. It gives you a deeper appreciation of what you have lost and what you still have. For me loss gives me a greater appreciation of relationships. With God, with my family and friends. Over the years I have had different types of losses. Some good and some really bad and some that were significantly necessary. They helped me shed the hard edges of me and help me learn more about how to be like Christ. 

Today as I see post after post on my Facebook telling me happy birthday I am amazed by the various people all over the world who I've been privileged to meet and know in my years on earth. I can't help but wonder how many I have forgotten or harmed in some way. I know I am far from perfect and God continues to break off the rough edges and I am grateful for those painful lessons. 

So as I reflect on the losses that have shaped me I just want to say to all who know me. Forgive me if I've forgotten or harmed you and thank you all for being a part of all that God is doing in my life. Someday I hope to see you all together in heaven and sit at the feet of my Savior and rejoice in the fires I've been through. 

“Behold, I have refined you, but not as silver; I have tried you in the furnace of affliction.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭48:10‬ ‭ESV‬‬