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Matt and Audrey Pound




Greetings from Thailand!  

It has been a wild few months.  We experienced multiple floods---one being the worst in our city's history, multiple weddings, and multiple funerals.  

We feel emotionally tired.  

I can't remember where I first heard it, but my Mom reminded me that life happens not so much in mountains and valleys, but in parallel tracks.  Joy and sorrow traveling together.  

No matter what major events crash into our lives, we still have at the same time our regular responsibilities and work.  

Dishes need done.  We still drive to work in the morning and come home in the evening.  Laundry, cooking, school, homework, it all goes on and on.  

Chiang Mai experienced two separate floods.  The second, being the largest in our city's history.  Our own home was flooded, cleaned up, and then flooded again and worse than the first time.  

But we were fortunate compared to many of our neighbors.   
Many people had several feet of water fill their homes and destroy much of their possessions.

The city is still cleaning up and recovering.  Faithful Heart donated food, cleaning supplies, and sent out some crews to help clean up.  Our Thai church did a great job of serving their neighbors and helping people in a time of crisis.  




Some days we were the helpers, and other days we were the helped.  It was humbling and made us so grateful for the love of friends.  

Shortly after the floods, I was asked to participate in a wedding for a couple from our church.  

This Saturday I will give the message at a wedding for one of our staff at Faithful Heart, Ploy. 
We are all excited for her to begin this new adventure.    

In between the weddings, tragedy struck the Grace International School community. 
The younger son of the superintendent was killed in a motorcycle accident.  His name was Jon.  He was a senior, and a very kind hearted young man.  He spent his last day helping another foundation here clean up from the flood.  

This week, another family from the school lost their estranged father to suicide.  

What do we do with all that?

How should we feel?




In the past two weeks at Faithful Heart, in addition to our flood efforts, we have helped with an abandoned baby at a local hospital, taken all our kids ice skating, and had our annual interviews with all our boys.  

One thing living in Asia has taught me is to be strong like bamboo, not like cement. 
Bend and flex with life's trials, rather than crack and break.  

As a follower of Jesus, it is an opportunity to bring everything to Him.  

To say, in effect, I cannot carry all of this.  I cannot process it all. 
The joys and the sorrows are sometimes just too much and too many to deal with.  

There is an old word we don't use much anymore. 
It's providence.  

Providence is the idea that everything that is happening is somehow within God's scope and plan for good.  This is most helpful, when it is most difficult.  

It is precisely when life seems brutal and terrible that we need to have hope for good.  

But it is also for the good things in life too, not only the funerals, but the weddings.  

Because good that is in vain is not much good.  




Providence puts everything into the frame, into perspective.  It may not make sense, it may not be complete, but it is the possibility of a vision of a good future.  

I have been using a prayer guide I got from a local Jesuit spiritual retreat center here in Chiang Mai.  It is from St. Ignatius and its called the Daily Examen.  

Let me share some parts that have been especially helpful for me these past months:

"God's creative plan gently and infallibly reveals itself more authentically in the external events of our lives than in what we construe through our own discernments.  God enters into the very act of our creative struggle--like a mother in childbirth, or like artists bringing forth their labor of love.  For the most part our struggle is not with God but with expectations of ourselves and of others. ..

...the other approach is to do whatever is possible to change the situation, but to avoid dwelling on expectations.  We watch and wait for events to unfold in God's creative time. When we notice something that needs our response or intervention, we should plan and act accordingly.  The events are there for us to shape, events that will need our energy...

...Do I watch and wait with Christian hope?  Do I believe that God is laboring for me in and through my difficulties?  Do I practice the sacrament of the present moment?  A person of faith in God always sees him acting behind happenings which bewilder our senses.  We must be active in all that the present moment demands of us, but in everything else remain passive and abandoned and do nothing but peacefully await the promptings of God.  The daily schedule, doing what needs to be done, brings with it its only healing power."  




So in the midst of weddings, funerals, and floods, we look for God's good plan.  We wait in Christian hope and expectation.  But we limit our expectations of others and circumstances.  

We do what we can, and leave the rest to Him. 
We remain in the present moment, ready to do what is needed. 
We trust that God is laboring for us and we wait peacefully. 
We continue the daily work He has called us to, and find healing there as well.  

We are all experience our own version of weddings, funerals, and floods. 
Life is hard. 
But God is good. 

May we wait for Him in hope.  

Love, 

Matt, Audrey, Ezra, and Sienna


 

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We have carefully tended the garden of our selfishness. 
We have demanded and craved, recklessly sought all we desired, and we have it! 
Our heart’s desire and misery.
We have emancipated ourselves from You, only to fall prey to every other master,
to the tyranny of self.  


Who can be found for us to blame?
Who can we accuse for this fruit of our own labor?
We feel no shame, we have forgotten how to blush. 
We rage at those who would caution us in our folly.
We curse and denounce all who try to restrain our stumbling to slaughter.  


We cultivate greed with tenderness, indulging ourselves
until we are swollen and staggering.
This is happiness.  This is my way.
We flee from silence and stillness afraid of what we may find.
We shudder in terror of ourselves


The torrent of our words drowns out thought.
The rage of our anger and insecurity pours forth.
In this wave, wisdom is washed away.
This way seems right to us, we care not that its end is death.  


For it is seeming, not being, which counts in this nation. 
What is truth here? 
A tool.  A weapon.  A power.
Not to overthrow oppression, but to change oppressors.   
We do not serve truth; truth serves us and our ends.  


We have torn down.
We have clawed our way free.
We have stormed to the heights. 
Now we sit amidst the rubble our hands have made.


With righteous pride, we destroy ourselves, our families, our nations.
But we shall win! 
For we are the wise, the right.
This one sacred truth we never assail.


Come let us celebrate the victory of our folly! 
For we don’t realize we ought to grieve.
We would rather be victorious among the ashes, than humble among the heavens.  


Come, let us lie to ourselves and to each other.
Let us believe that darkness can be light, that evil can be good, that bitter is sweet. 
For God is a delusion; we shall save ourselves. 
Let us believe! 
For we no longer believe in anything.  


Shall evil come openly, or as an angel of light?
Which evil shall triumph?
Shall it be the Lesser or the Greater?


Shall we sing to celebrate Our evil’s victory?
Shall we grieve the victory of Their evil?


Should we not rather mourn evil in all its guises?
Shall we not grieve that it has come to this?


When we have destroyed what wiser hands have made,
perhaps we shall remember you.
When we have laid in the miserable bed we have made,
perhaps we shall look for better.
When we have eaten the fruit of our way, and tasted its bitterness,
perhaps we shall hunger anew for your way.  


For there is Hope.
There is a better way.
But it is not found among these peddlers of words.  


Whichever evil shall prevail, we shall mourn.
This new religion of politics is a poor one, and is not ours.
Our Hope resides not there.  


While we mourn, yet shall we hope. 
Whichever evil shall govern us for the present, the Son shall rise over us and all shall be well.  


Until then, we join hands with any to do good, and none to do evil.
Our allegiance shall not be partisan or wholesale, but of Christ and His kingdom.  


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