Are You an Angry
It's all about pigs. Or fighting
them, that is. This idea originated during the swine flu
battle several years ago. Germ-carrying pigs became our
In the Angry Birds game, there
are different kinds of pigs…pigs with helmets, big pigs,
little pigs, pigs with crowns….
The pigs have stolen the birds'
lifeline -- their eggs! This means war! The angry birds
noisily unite, using their differences in color and ability
to destroy the pigs and re-claim what is theirs. Simple,
random, but obsessive!
Are you an angry bird?
I guess I'm tempted to become
one. Satan, the destructive pig in our lives, seeks to destroy
those things we consider to be lifelines -- those things
we hold dear. It is his mission -- his goal in life. He
hates God and all those who seek to follow Him.
self-controlled and alert.
Your enemy the devil prowls around
like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.
I Peter 5:8
The enemy may have stolen
some things…my children's health, my financial security…at
times my confidence.
But he will not win my
joy, my devotion, my security. He will not be my destruction.
Elijah sleeps in our
closet. Ever since someone called Children's Services on
our family (see the article Finally, We Write), Elijah
will not sleep away from us. Upstairs is a large room for
all 3 younger boys (Jonah, Elijah, and Josiah), but now
only Josiah sleeps there. Elijah has pushed our shoes and
clothes over enough to get a blanket and pillow in our small
closet. There he sleeps and spends his quiet times.
"It's the only place
I feel safe," he claims.
When I think of how my
children are fearful because of the enemy, I am tempted
to become an angry bird, eyebrows furrowed, launching out
and attacking anyone who gets in my way.
Jonah's feet really bother
him. Our visit to Shriners Hospital this week was a productive
one in that we got night splints for his legs and a wheelchair
for when he has to walk long distances. He takes medication
to relieve the pain, but sometimes he cries out in distress
when he walks. We have watched him get worse and worse over
the past year. We had to move him downstairs with us because
he could no longer climb stairs comfortably. With his tendency
to break bones, I didn't want him coming down the stairs
too often either, especially at night.
Sigh. I hate disease.
I hate the enemy who seeks to destroy all people through
sickness and pain and death. At times, I am tempted to be
an angry bird, letting the anger and bitterness rule my
life and fill my heart with poison.
But I will not. Two nights
ago -- actually it was very early morning -- I sat listening
to my daughter's heart beating. We were in a cold, impersonal
hospital room. Perched on a hard couch, I kept my eyes on
the monitor above her bed. Repeatedly, Brooklyn would fall
asleep and then randomly stop breathing. A loud alarm would
sound, jolting both of us awake. Her heart couldn't seem
to decide whether to beat fast or slow. With
every heartbeat, I breathed a prayer. It was a frightening
experience for both of us.
At times, we just sat
and looked at each other.
"No matter what
happens," I said to her, "we will persevere! We
will not let the enemy win. We will fight and we will stand
firm. We will stay faithful. We must stay faithful!"
Through shortness of
breath, Brooklyn nodded. We prayed together. With God's
help, we persevered.
Now we are home. Brooklyn
was diagnosed with Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia. Her
heart speeds up randomly -- for no apparent reason. Medication
will help. Maybe someday this condition will go away as
suddenly as it began.
Did I pray for her complete
healing? Of course. We laid hands on both her and Jonah,
begging God to completely heal them of any sickness or pain,
disease or distress.
But yet the bad lingers.
Why? I don't know. But I will not be an angry bird. Yes,
I know the pig is out to get us. He seeks to steal our lifelines.
But in defiance of his ways, I will not be bitter. And I
will not be angry with the Father. I will not seethingly
launch myself at God in moments of anger and sadness. I
will stand firm! I will joyfully love the Creator -- something
that makes our enemy angry. That is my retaliation!
Father, we give it all
to You. Our lives, our exhaustion, our health, our rejection,
our reputation, our helplessness, our joblessness, our sadness,
No angry birds. No angry
You will keep him
in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You;
because he trusts in You.
What about you? Are you
an angry bird?
I know there are hard
times in your life. I know you struggle. I know there are
times when you wonder why. I know that sometimes you pray
and it seems that nothing gets better. And waiting is so
I understand completely.
But I know Someone who
loves you…so much He gave His life. I know a Book that gives
comfort in time of need and wisdom in times of utter confusion.
I know Jesus. He loves
When the nights
are dark and long, in my heart He puts a song.
Telling me in words so clear, "Have no fear, for I
Yes, Jesus Loves Me!
Yes, Jesus Loves Me! Yes, Jesus Loves Me!
The Bible Tells Me So.
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