Several months ago I began this blog, and with it I promised God that for the rest of my life I would dedicate myself wholly and unselfishly to the Gospel of Life. I pledged that I would use my scientific and theological training to advance the body of mainstream, credible science that shows undeniably the utter destruction being wrought by abortion and the acolytes of the Culture of Death. I asked for nothing in return, but only that God would show me where He wanted me to go.
He wasted no time.
Immediately doors began to open. Jill Stanek has generously taken the time to introduce me to several folks in the pro-life movement and gave this blog its launch on her site this past Christmas Eve. I was asked to be science editor, contributor and columnist for the new bioethics journal of the Center for Morality in Public Life. Headline Bistro asked me to join them as a columnist. A rather notable publisher has asked me to do a weekly column for his outfit. An announcement will be forthcoming shortly.
I also have plans for a society of pro-life scientists that many have expressed an interest in. So there is no shortage of work to be done, and God has sent me plenty in response to the decision that Regina and I have made together. The work itself is a blessing, as is Regina who has been my biggest support in all that I have done in our 17 years of marriage and three years of courtship before. Her faith is inspirational.
Were that not enough to rejoice in, I never expected that the fruits of my labors would come back to me as a healing gift from God as they have these past two weeks.
I started a Facebook page (which I swore I would never do) as a part of pro-life networking. Because of that page’s existence, a long-lost friend (25 years worth) found me and sent a friend request. Barbara and I were dear friends during those very formative years in college, having met in youth ministry and campus ministry. It was a wonderful friendship forged in the crucible of young adulthood that found itself suddenly interrupted as we each got swallowed up by life after college. A drift ensued that before we knew it became a 25 year chasm. I was never really okay with that. Some friendships are meant to endure.
Today we closed that chasm over dinner with grace and ease, as though hardly any time had passed between us. Excited sharing of family photos, of family stories, of children’s antics, of our growth through the years, of our work in and on behalf of the Church. No rancor for misunderstanding and lost time. Just joyful reunion, plans for our families to meet, and God’s healing love which makes all things new.
For the privilege of doing His work, for Regina and our children, for friends old and new, I am filled with gratitude to our God who has blessed me beyond my wildest dreams.
Thanks for indulging this rare personal moment. I do more than my fair share of supplication (and complaining) with God, but praise should always come first.
Back to work!