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Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Today, I am humbled.

Yesterday at lunch, I received a phone call with news that my Zumba instructor's husband, Billy Mitchell, unexpectedly died yesterday morning.

In youth counseling class last night, Prof. Dueker informed us that our absent classmate, Christina, has begun chemotherapy.

I have finally finished a post that I have been writing for my blog Jewel in Cambodia about the Khmer Rouge and the genocide of the late 1970's. In less than five years, about 2 million Cambodians (or 21% of the population) are estimated to have died in waves of murder, torture, and starvation, aimed particularly at the educated and intellectual elite. Read my post HERE.

Young soldiers and torturers of the Khmer Rouge

Meanwhile, my friend Andrea flew across North America to California to locate her missing son that was taken from her at age three. Almost twenty years later, he has been found. Found at last, and with tears in my eyes, I am rejoicing with Andrea and praising God for blessings and answered prayer.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

1 comment:

Tonja said... just keeps changing, doesn't it? But, that's what the Creator intended. For what doesn't change...dies. So sorry about the death and illness of your friends. And, rejoicing with the Mom finding her son. How wonderful!