Good-byes

1 05 2009

Hey guys,

So, this is going to be my last email devotion for the summer. 

 

The group going on the WYM Young Adult Kenya Trip leaves a week from Sunday.  You can follow our itinerary on the WYM website.  We’d love it if you would join us by praying for us while we’re traveling and we can’t wait to share about our experiences when we get back. 

 

There are many things going on this summer including camp at Quaker Haven and our upcoming WYM Sessions July 31-Aug. 3.  We love finding ways to incorporate young adults into WYM programming so let me know if you’re interested in helping out at Quaker Haven this summer.  Plan on coming to WYM Sessions where we’ll have a Sundesmos Young Adult programming track for all the young adults to be a part of during Sessions and we’ll need chaperones for the Young Friends program.

 

As we move into summer I hope you’ve had a great school year.  Sometimes we have to say good bye to people and places only for a short time and sometimes it’s longer, but either way its hard to say goodbye.

 

Good-bye

by Frederick Buechner

 

            A woman with a scarf over her head hoists her six-year-old up onto the first step of the school bus.  “Good-bye,” she says.

            A father on the phone with his freshman son has just finished bawling him out for his poor grades.  There is mostly silence at the other end of the line.  “Well, good-bye,” the father says.

            When a girl at the airport hears the announcement that her plane is starting to board, she turns to the boy who is seeing her off.  “I guess this is good-bye,” she says.

            The noise of the traffic almost drowns out the sound of the word, but the shape of it lingers on the old man’s lips.  He tries to look vigorous and resourceful as he holds out his hand to the other old man.  “Good-bye.”  This time they say it so nearly in unison that it makes them both smile.

            It was a long while ago that the words God be with you disappeared in the word good-bye, but every now and again some trace of them still glimmers through.

 

My response is to get down on my knees before the Father, this magnificent Father who parcels out all heaven and earth. I ask him to strengthen you by his Spirit—not a brute strength but a glorious inner strength—that Christ will live in you as you open the door and invite him in. And I ask him that with both feet  planted firmly on love, you’ll be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the extravagant dimensions of Christ’s love. Reach out and experience the breadth!  Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God.

 

God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.
               Glory to God in the church!
               Glory to God in the Messiah, in Jesus!
               Glory down all the generations!
               Glory through all millennia! Oh, yes!

Eph. 3:14-21 (MSG)

 

Have a great summer!  God be with you!

 

To the King!

Katy