Sunday, July 13, 2008

Essentially mutlifactorial idiopathic SIilence of God

I recently heard a humorous song about how doctors like to use medical terms and sometimes inadvertently and sometimes not so much hide the meaning of what they are saying.

The title for this post has three of them.
If you hear a physician or any medical provider use the words essential, multifactorial, or idiopathic as descriptor of your illness it means that they may have some idea but probably not of what is causing your illness.

This doesn't mean the provider will not know how to treat your illness, but the true reason you have it is a mystery.

Example....essential hypertension....a large number of Americans have it and primarily it is designated at "essential" meaning there is no identifiable fixable cause.

I would also any of those three words to describe our experiences in the past days with losing Kathleen. However one problem with them is that they are too....clincial. Actually probably intentionally so. To describe our emotional state there is a song by Andrew Peterson called the Silence of God.

It's enough to drive a man crazy; it'll break a man's faith
It's enough to make him wonder if he's ever been sane
When he's bleating for comfort from Thy staff and Thy rod
And the heaven's only answer is the silence of God

It'll shake a man's timbers when he loses his heart
When he has to remember what broke him apart
This yoke may be easy, but this burden is not
When the crying fields are frozen by the silence of God

And if a man has got to listen to the voices of the mob
Who are reeling in the throes of all the happiness they've got
When they tell you all their troubles have been nailed up to that cross
Then what about the times when even followers get lost?
'Cause we all get lost sometimes...

There's a statue of Jesus on a monastery knoll
In the hills of Kentucky, all quiet and cold
And He's kneeling in the garden, as silent as a Stone
All His friends are sleeping and He's weeping all alone

And the man of all sorrows, he never forgot
What sorrow is carried by the hearts that he bought
So when the questions dissolve into the silence of God
The aching may remain, but the breaking does not
The aching may remain, but the breaking does not
In the holy, lonesome echo of the silence of God

We continue to covet your prayers during this time and look for God to work his grace in our life as we seek his presence in our lives.


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