A Jon Post
On Vacation
Sorry!
Gasher
On our way back from South Africa to our home here in Maputo we made an addition to our family. We’d like to formally introduce:
Sir Gasherbrum Walter Bonati Heller IV
We just call him Gasher. I won’t give you the whole story to his name but he’s named for an incredible mountain in Northern Pakistan. Gasherbrum is actually part of the Balti language (spoken in Northern Pakistan) meaning “Beautiful Mountain”. Believe me he is beautiful and he will be a mountain of a dog (at only 3 months old he’s already more than 50 pounds. His sire looks like a small horse). Every time we call him “Gasher” we are calling him “beautiful”.
After arriving back home our time back at the hospital has been sweet. It was hard to go away for the time we were in Cape Town without knowing if dear friends we left at the hospital would be alive by the time we got back. One of the men I’ve gotten to know and prayed with often was very sick when we left and left the hospital while we were away to be at home when he dies. It’s hard when we’re not able to say goodbye. With the abundance we’ve seen in our lives and the pain and death we daily see in others lives it forces us to come humbly before our God. So many times people ask “Why me God?” As Layne and I see death’s triumph so often, we find ourselves asking “Why not us God?” We are so sheltered by His mercy and we realize we deserve none of it. It’s not our goodness or our faithfulness to Him that keeps us healthy, fed, safe. In His wisdom and goodness and faithfulness we are provided for. And we know that when we do suffer it’s still in His wisdom, goodness and faithfulness.
“For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows” (2 Cor 1:5).
From Table Mountain