From Sarah…

Hello there. I hope you all are enjoying this time of the year. Fall is my favorite season! The smell of leaves burning, the cool air, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and the beautiful colors are just a few things I love. The reason we haven’t updated in a few days is because we’ve been soaking in the fall season with our family.

We’ve had a great few days with Bowen here at the hospital. His health has been really stable. He had his blood drawn yesterday to see if his Hyperinsulinism is genetic and we should find out in any where from one to six weeks. If he does have the genetic form of HI then it’s off to The Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia (CHOP). If it’s not genetic, we’ll still try to treat him at the hospital or maybe even at home. Yes, they actually said the word “home” today. If they can get him pretty stable, meaning his blood sugar doesn’t bottom out when he pukes or is without constant food in his tummy, then we can take our little man home. As exciting as that is, the amount of care he will require with both of his conditions is a little intimidating. If he can’t remain stable in Ann Arbor or at home, even if he doesn’t have the genetic form of HI, then I’m pretty sure they will still send us to CHOP.

Today (Wednesday) we‘re going to see if the medication he’s been on is going to work by trialing him off his food. He’s at the optimal dose of Diazoxide and if it’s not working there will only be one more thing we can try U of M. Tomorrow we will find out if we’re closer to home, or closer to CHOP. Please pray that his blood sugar remains stable on his trial so that we can get closer to taken Bowen home.

I had a great time dressing up the whole family for Halloween. I’ll post pictures of our matching costumes later this week, but for now here are some pre-Halloween photos of our little rascal

With his buddy Ridge

Digging Deeper
(With Matt)

Ok, so I’m digging into something really simple today. Do you remember the song “Father Abraham” we used to sing in church as kids? I’m pretty sure it’s still sung in Sunday School classrooms across America. The song says, “Father Abraham had many sons…I am one of them and so are you, so let’s just praise the Lord.” I had it stuck in my head the other night after reading a passage in Romans 4 about Abraham’s faith. This might sound ridiculous, but I realized that I had never once stopped to think about the meaning of that song, that I had mindlessly sung it hundreds of times. I decided to ask some friends if they’d ever thought about it and they hadn’t either. I asked them why a bunch of caucasian-american kids like us would sing about being the “sons” of the father of many middle eastern nations. We all had an idea of what it meant, but I decided I should give it some real thought.

For those of you who are like me and haven’t thought about the meaning of that old song, I’m going to quickly review Abraham’s story. I’m also going explain why there’s good reason to sing about being his “sons” and daughters, and then close with a thought about some of the things we sing and say.

In Genesis 12:3 the Lord said to Abram (eventually known as Abraham) “in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed”. That word “all” has been jumping out at me a lot in the pages of the Bible, and in this instance it makes for a big promise. The Lord also told him that his descendants would be as numerous as the stars he could count in the sky (Gen.15:5). Abram had faith that God would keep his promise, and the Bible says that it was “counted him as righteousness.”

Although Abram had faith in God’s promise and it was “counted to him as righteousness”, it’s important to note that he wasn’t perfect. For example; out of impatience for a child his wife Sarai persuaded him to sleep with her servant Hagaar. This resulted in the birth of his first son Ishmael who’s descendants lived in hostility with everyone.

When Abram was ninety-nine years old and Sarai was seemingly barren the Lord spoke to him again, making a covenant with him that Sarai would give birth to a son the following year. At this time the Lord changed their names to Abraham and Sarah. Also, as a part of this covenant, the Lord also commanded Abraham and all of his future descendants be circumcised. I don’t need to talk details about this, but let’s get real…at the age of ninety-nine, that takes some courageous faith.

At last, when Abraham was one hundred years old the Lord delivered on his promise, and Sarah gave birth to their son Isaac. Many nations came from both Isaac and Ishmael, thus making Abraham’s earthly descendants as numerous as the stars he could count in the sky. So Abraham’s earthly descendants were immeasurable, but how are “all the families of the earth” blessed through him? The Message translation of the Bible states the answer clearly in the following verses.

“For Abraham is father of us all. He is not our racial father—that’s reading the story backward. He is our faith father.
We call Abraham “father” not because he got God’s attention by living like a saint, but because God made something out of Abraham when he was a nobody.
Abraham didn’t focus on his own impotence and say, ‘It’s hopeless. This hundred-year-old body could never father a child.’ Nor did he survey Sarah’s decades of infertility and give up. He didn’t tiptoe around God’s promise asking cautiously skeptical questions. He plunged into the promise and came up strong, ready for God, sure that God would make good on what he had said. That’s why it is said, “Abraham was declared fit before God by trusting God to set him right.” But it’s not just Abraham; it’s also us! The same thing gets said about us when we embrace and believe the One who brought Jesus to life when the conditions were equally hopeless. The sacrificed Jesus made us fit for God, set us right with God.” Romans 4:16,17,19-25.

So there you have it. We really do have an awesome reason to sing the song “Father Abraham”. I have to be honest and admit that most of my life I never thought deeply about all the songs or sayings I learned in church. Have you? I’m finding that when I think hard about these things, I come to good realizations. I’ve realized there are things I’ve been saying and doing for years, pertaining to faith, that don’t really make sense. On the other hand, I’ve realized that digging deeper into the meanings behind even little things makes life and faith a much richer experience. See, next time my kids and I end up singing “Father Abraham” together, I can teach them to not just mindlessly sing and dance, but to celebrate the father of faith that first knew the grace of our loving God.

This is really random, but if you’re up for it…
I would encourage you to read the verbal exchange between the Lord and Sarai in Genesis 18:9-15. It’s a little awkward and it makes me chuckle every time. If you read it, reference it with Genesis 21:6.