From: Chip Hale [chip@spanishfortumc.org]
Sent: Tuesday, March 04, 2008 5:00 AM
To: Chip Hale (Chip Hale)
Subject: Devotional from Chip

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Tuesday, March 4, 2008

 

How Will They Know Series

 

2 Corinthians 4:16a “Therefore we do not lose heart.” 

 

Uncle Eli

 

I spent hours in my grandparent’s casing house where we would put chicken eggs on the conveyer belt.  They were sorted into small, medium, and large eggs and then boxed and sold to grocery chains.   There was a picture of my Uncle Eli in the casing house.  

 

This picture showed Uncle Eli as a very handsome man of 23 years old.   It was taken on what was to be his wedding day.   My grandparents told me how much he was in love with Tess.   Tess was several years younger than my great uncle.  They had been planning to get married for a couple of years.   The night before they were to get married he sat on the front porch with her and they planned their life together.  

 

The next day Uncle Eli put on his new suit, his pocket watch was in his pocket, and a boutonničre in his lapel.   He looked very handsome that day.   Unfortunately, the bride never showed up.   Soon after he left her that night before, she asked her father to take her to Atlanta and she never again returned to Cronicville.   My great uncle was stunned. 

 

Uncle Eli and Tess had planned to have a wedding picture made and had paid the photographer.   When the photographer asked what he should do, Eli said, “Just take a picture of me.”   That picture has haunted me all my life.  I would look at the photograph and it would seem to always follow me.   His blue eyes looked incredibly sad.  

 

Several weeks ago I started painting that picture.   I really started with the eyes and wherever you go in the room his eyes follow you.   I painted the shadow coming down across the picture because you see, that’s what happened to his life.   Eli returned to the farm the night of his hoped-for wedding.   He moved out of the big-house and into a shanty of a tenant farm house.   He never returned to church.  He never married.   He never met consistently the expectations of him on the farm.   Though he lived many years, he died the day his bride didn’t show up.  

 

We each have things that have happened to us that cause us great pain.   We can either dry our eyes, put on our clothes, and go out and face the world or give up.   They used to say about some people in Cronicville, “There was no give-up in ´em.”   Let’s not give up when bad things happen.   If we are hurt it is important to face it, mourn over it, and live the rest of our lives.  

 

With the resurrection, Jesus said that what was dead is really alive.  If we keep living and hoping we can never tell how the bad things can turn out.   Never give up!

 

Prayer:

Dear God, when we have to deal with hurt, please help me to have the courage to face life.  Amen.