From: William Gibbons
Jr
Sent: Friday, April 10, 2020 12:05 PM
To: william's email list 2018
Subject: Good Friday - Covid19 - Happy Easter
Greetings to each of you on
this Good Friday,
This day being referred to as
Good Friday has always amazed me when you consider the
gruesome historical events which took place on the day making it
something to remember. Of course, it would not be remembered at all
if it were not for the resurrection which occurred on what we now
refer to as Easter. What was seen as something horrible at the time,
God intended for good to come from it. In the story of Joseph, of
the Old Testament, Joseph makes the same observation about the
results in his life to some very startled brothers of his. It is
difficult to relate such stories to where we are when in the midst
of something which feels terrible. But remembering them is a good
way to take a step back for a broader perspective, and maybe even a
moment of peace.
A Confession
I do not actually like the
work of writing. Years ago I started writing poetry as a way to
cope. I write prose when I feel God is asking me to include it as a
part of my calling, since sharing is a core value of what I do. It often begins as random thoughts which feel
like they are not going to pass by until I write them down. I still
have pads of paper everywhere. It is a practice I started in my
poetry days which can often lead to a stack of notes that become
stressful just to look at when they pile up on my desk. Over the
years, anytime someone would refer to me as a writer, I would
correct them explaining I see myself as a photographer who writes,
not a writer. I write "off the cuff." None of what I write is meant
to be a scholarly work. I cringe at the thought of needing to take
the time to research something, though I will look up reliable
sources if I am putting in statistics or other facts. In truth, it
often annoys me when I have to find something elsewhere that I
placed in my notes to reference, like a Scripture verse, or quoting
someone else. So, here I am, writing more than I intended. On
Monday, this was supposed to be a short Good Friday email about my
looking up populations to help me gain a broader perspective on
Covid19. It did not quite work out that way, and as a result this is
my newsletter format with a link to the "rest of the story" as Paul
Harvey used to say. If for some reason you cannot access the site
from a device you might be reading this on, but are interested, just
let me know, and I can copy and paste the remainder of the text into
an email reply.
https://wsharing.com/WS-NLE-200410-GF.htm#Finished
The above link will
take you to the rest of the Good Friday - Covid19 - Happy Easter
newsletter online, but I also added my previous email to the other
three Covid19 emails online. All four are on a single link accessed
through Newsletters, or What Is New. The PDF
attachment in the April 3rd email where the New York
doctor answered questions, is the last item on that link. I copied
and pasted the text into the document, so it would be more
accessible.
Thank you for continuing online with this Good Friday - Covid19 -
Happy Easter newsletter . . . .
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“Know the rules well, so you can break them
effectively.”
― The Dalai Lama
In one of the replies to my previous email, a
couple mentioned their struggle with the submit-to-authority issue.
They pointed out that our constitution forbids the state from
curtailing people's religious assembly. Based on the news reports I
have seen, religious assembly is exempt from any governmental
executive orders. Most likely, because of it being a part of the
constitution. However, many of the churches I am familiar with
switched to online to keep members safe. The church where Donna is a
member, started drive-in style services. You probably have to be
close to 50, or older, to relate. The people stay in their cars in
the parking lot facing the building. The pastor, with a few
assistants, all of whom are six feet or more from one another, does
the service from the church entrance area which faces the parking
lot, broadcasting it on a radio frequency to the people in their
vehicles. Challenging times sometimes require creative alternatives.
The email reply also talked about "Mother Theresa, and
missionaries who continue to minister to others despite the physical
afflictions present, despite the fact that they might themselves be
germ transporters." They referenced Jesus telling the Parable of the
Good Samaritan. These, and all of the other things they included,
are very valid considerations when someone is asking the question what would Jesus have me do?
One of the primary tenets of In His Steps groups,
taken straight from the In His Steps book written in the late 1800s,
is that nobody can tell another what Jesus would have them do. A
person can seek input from others, dogmas and doctrines, or
wherever. But, it is the person's own ultimate choice to decide what they
believe Jesus would do, or ask them to do.
Peace Pilgrim said there is a spark of God in
every person, regardless of how hidden it might be. I tend to
believe a person could not exist without it. Most baptized
Christians believe at baptism the Holy Spirit takes up residence
within us. Indeed, one piece of the story of Good Friday in
Scripture is that, upon Jesus' death, the curtain in the Temple was
torn in two. All of the denominations I am familiar with interpret
this as God showing His accessibility to every person through
Christ.
I believe God is indeed available to each of us.
Not just corporately, but individually. Please be aware, there is a
reason I sometimes switch to the first person singular when I write.
It does not surprise me that when I personally asked "what would
Jesus have me do," God led me to verses about obedience to
authority. I have been a sole-proprietor almost all of my adult life
of over half a century. I am used to thinking, and functioning,
independently. Part of the influence for that is I do not respond well
to being told what to do, where to go, or when to be there. I am
good at following instructions when I volunteer for something, but
then it is still my choice.
There is also the issue of the letter of the law,
versus the spirit of the law. Jesus told his followers to obey the
authorities in the Temple, but not to emulate them. And, of course,
as I said in the prior email, if something is in direct
contradiction to what God tells me to do, or not do, He is the
ultimate Authority. Gandhi, Martin Luther King, and other people who
I look to for inspiration, would have accomplished nothing, if they
were completely obedient to every human authority. Even with God
suggesting I would do well to learn a little obedience besides just
to Him, I still might take
exception. Yesterday (as I am writing this), on the news, some authority
person said we would all do well to stay inside our homes. I totally
disagree, and would not, because I see spiritual, mental, and
emotional wellbeing as important as physical. Each of us is one
human, not a bunch of separate pieces which happen to function in
the same body. Upon being discharged after a short stay
years ago, when a psychiatrist at Pinerest Mental Hospital asked for
my recommendations, I said get them [the patients] outside as often
as possible, even if just right here, to
connect with nature. I am supposed to do my cardiac exercise every
day. Even when the cold weather keeps me mostly on the treadmill, I
still look for a day when I can exercise outside in the fresh air.
And, I try to get outside for at least a few minutes every day. Even
if I cannot go for a walk in the woods, I might walk around the
block, or just in the backyard on treadmill days. But that is me.
In Scripture, when Pilate asks Jesus if He
[Jesus] realizes he [Pilate] has the authority to have Him
crucified, or set Him free, Jesus' response is he [Pilate] would
have no authority at all over Him [Jesus] if it had not been given
to him [Pilate] from above. Then, even though He had the power and
resources [legions of angels] available to do otherwise, He obeyed
the authorities all the way to the cross. It was very horrible, that
day we now refer to as Good Friday. However you might interpret that
in relation to your life personally, is entirely up to each of you to decide. In the end, it will only be between you
and Jesus, the One who died for you on the cross on Good Friday.
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From https://www.thenivbible.com/blog/it-is-finished
Jesus said, “It is finished.” With that, he bowed
his head and gave up his spirit. — John 19:30
All of human history had been moving toward one climactic
moment: the death of Jesus Christ. From the first hint in Genesis 3:15
that the serpent would strike the heel of the man to Simeon’s prophecy
to Mary that a sword would pierce her soul (see Luke 2:34–35), history
has held its breath — waiting for the promise to be fulfilled. Those
prophecies were finally, painfully fulfilled as the Lifegiver gave up
His spirit on the cross.
All of the Old Testament sacrifices pointed to this
moment. At this juncture, the great High Priest became the sacrificial
Lamb. The symbolism and mysterious predictions became a reality in the
life and death of this man who was God. This God-man who turned himself
over to death so that His murderers could be forgiven. This man-God
whose death would remove the sins of His own mother, who watched with
sorrow as the prophecies became reality on that hideous cross. This
God-man whose willing sacrifice sufficiently and completely covered
the sins of men and women past, present, and future.
Angels, prophets, and Jesus Christ himself predicted
His death at the hands of sinners. But His death was also for those
sinners. God’s justice demands death for sin. God’s mercy provided the
willing, perfect sacrifice for sin. The cross is God’s love gift. On
that cross love made a man die so that His enemies could live. There,
the only perfect human died so that we sinners can be forgiven. On that
day, everything that separates people from God was torn in the brutal
tearing of Christ’s body.
He did it for you. This sacrifice was the only way
your sins could be paid for without your own eternal death. Christ’s
death paid the price of your sin. When Jesus said, “It is finished,”
he meant there was nothing else to do, nothing left to pay. He paid
it all—totally, completely, permanently.
It is finished.
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The Jewish Holy Day of Passover started at
sundown on Wednesday. The calendar on my wall says Passover ends at
sundown on the 16th. The Passover event in the Bible was one night
(Exodus 13 explains how it became eight days).
If you have ever seen The Ten Commandments movie starring Charlton Heston, which is often shown on TV this time of year, you are
familiar with the event. I watched the last half of it the other
night.
For those who might not know the story, the
Israelites have been slaves in Egypt for hundreds of years. An
exiled Moses has returned to Egypt to tell Pharaoh that the God of
Israel wants His people set free to return to their own land. When
Pharaoh mocks the idea, a series of plagues ensue. After each one
Pharaoh has the opportunity to let the people go. Sometimes he said yes, but then
did not. Other times, he just mocked Moses
and his God.
Then came the final plague. At sundown, a
pestilence would show up that would kill the first born males in Egypt.
How did the Jews avoid getting killed by the pestilence? They were
told to identify their households by putting lamb's blood over the
door, and on the door posts. Then go inside, and close the door.
They were told to wait there till dawn until the pestilence passed
by. They had some things they were to do while inside, but I will
not get into those.
The reason for sharing this, is I was struck by
how it all sounded a little familiar. After thousands of years, with
all of our enlightenment, medical advancements, and modern stuff, it
seems to me our basic Covid19 strategy is pretty much the same,
except for the literal lamb's blood, of course. Stay home. Close the
door. Wait for the virus to pass you by. However, after all those
years of enduring slavery, they only had to deal with one night of
pestilence, not week after week, or months, as this appears to be
playing out.
Pharaoh did finally let them go, but even then he
changed his mind. It took the parting of a sea, and closing it up
again on his army of chariots with no survivors before (in the movie
version) he decided it
might be time to consider showing a little respect toward the God of
Israel. The movie proceeds on to ultimately receiving the Ten
Commandments, and events surrounding it, but it was the whole stay inside
wait it out familiarity that I found interesting enough to share.
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Even on NBC, which touts the slogan "facts not
fear," watching too much TV news can leave you feeling like
death is waiting just the other side of your front door. Or if you
do venture out, and someone crosses your path with less than a six
feet berth, you are doomed to catch Covid19. I tend to absorb the
energy being put out by those around me, or even on a screen. I have
always joked it makes me a movie producer's dream audience. But,
since Donna likes to watch the news, I need to either be somewhere
else, or find ways to decompress.
On Monday, I decided some additional facts might
help. Raw numbers, or percentages, all alone can often be of little
help seeing the bigger picture, especially when you are looking for
some relief. So I went online to look up the populations of
Michigan, Eaton County (where we live), Ingham Co (the closest big
population area), and Ionia Co (where Donna sometimes get called to
work). Then I compared the populations with the confirmed Covid19
cases, and deaths.
I rechecked the stats late on Wednesday to see
how they had changed. The last I saw the news, Michigan was
considered a hot spot. According to the census website, our state
has a population of 10,045,029. As of 4/8/20 we had 20,306 confirmed
cases (up from 15,718 on Monday). That comes to .2 % of our
population. If my math serves me correctly, that means we would need
five times (5x) that many to get to 1%, or 1 out of 100. It could
happen if we are not diligent. Plus, those are only confirmed cases,
not including anyone walking around with the virus who does not know
it yet. In our current social distancing status, it would take me
weeks to cross paths with 100 people, unless I need to make a trip
to the grocery store. Even so, knowing that I am not even likely to
see one person who has Covid19 brings me some comfort and relaxation
from the stress absorbed watching the TV news. Deaths in Michigan
were 959 (up from 617). That equates to .01%. I am reminded that
with colonization, whole native tribes were wiped out by smallpox,
and other diseases, brought by those arriving on these shores just a
few hundred years ago. And the plagues of Europe in the Middle Ages
killed extremely large percentages of their populations. It helps me
to take a deep sigh of relief, and give thanks for the time we live
in, when I get a broader perspective.
Eaton County, where Donna and I live, had 67
confirmed cases (up from 55). With a population of 110,268 it
translates to .06% of the people who live here. Ingham County, where
Donna's (Hospice of Lansing) office is located, had 205 cases (up
from 172) which is .07% of 292,406 residents. And Ionia County,
where Donna is occasionally called out of retirement to work, had 11
cases (up from 8) against a population of 64,697 (.02%).
Both Eaton and Ingham had a cumulative total of 2 deaths both dates
(no change), and Ionia 1
(up from 0). These become .0018%, .0006%, and .0015% respectively.
Raw numbers by themselves paint too bleak a picture for me. I
need to be able to see things in a much bigger framework.
Speaking of which, I just started reading the
book "Faith is for Weak People," which was offered by the Billy
Graham Evangelistic Association recently for a contribution of any
amount. In fact, I began the book late Wednesday night after laying
out much of this newsletter. It is, of course, about how to respond
to such accusations from others. But, that is not why I mention it.
In the very first chapter, speaking about the conditions in the
world, it says the New York Times reports: "Even in a mild year, flu
kills about 12,000 Americans, the CDC estimates. In a bad year,
it kills up to 56,000 . . . ." The book was written in 2019. The New
York Times article cited was from 2018.
I started referring to this pandemic as Covid19
because I learned early on that we have had to deal with other
corona viruses like MERS and SARS. Even the common cold is a corona
virus. The experts tell us we should not see this as just similar to
a really bad flu season however. I think most everybody gets the reasons why
by now. I get it. But the above perspectives, and staying away from
too much TV news, will go a long way in helping me decompress from
all the stress I naturally absorb in spite of my best efforts to do
otherwise.
I have had good interactions with the Billy
Graham Evangelistic Association over the years. I saw on the TV the
other day a Covid19 prayer line they set up for anyone struggling to
cope, or who wants to know more about God. The number shown is
1-888-388-2683. I have not tried dialing it, but I would not
hesitate to do so. They are also linked on this website in several
categories.
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We will not be doing our traditional gathering, but I wish you all a
Happy Easter on Sunday.
I hope, and pray, each of you finds a way to have a
very blessed day.
Regardless of the fact I am constantly looking for ways to see the
glass as half full (which if I am looking at an actual glass I do), I tend to have a natural negative default. I am
not sure if I was just born that way, or if it is something I
learned at a very early age that became entrenched. Either way,
worry, or apprehension, are no strangers. My faith has never been
strong enough to replace worry. But, it is what gives me courage to
move forward in spite of any apprehensions.
I have already shared my below poem of a little over a
year ago in the 2019 St. Patrick's Day newsletter, but I think it bears
repeating. I was reading the book of James, and became quite
annoyed with what James wrote regarding doubt. Often, someone will remark that worry,
much like doubt,
shows a lack of faith. I am not sure if they think saying it is somehow
going to help, but for a worrier, it is just one more thing to worry
about.
In spite of my natural default for worry, and
other negative thoughts, I have given my life over to God in trust.
Even with Peace Pilgrim's admonition that worry is a waste of
energy. Even with God telling Israel in the Old Testament if they
have it their way it is not going to be pretty, and Jesus saying to
people who thought they were solidly in, "I never knew you." Even with TV
news, and a whole host of other things to feed my apprehensions, or
doubts, I will trust in God. I have seen enough of life to know I
would not have it any other way. It takes some effort on my part to
decompress, and work through my natural defaults. Yet, if I were in the end totally
wrong about everything, my journey has still been more blessed, more
fulfilling, and more content, having surrendered my life to God
decades ago. Unanswered prayers could turn out to be a blessing in
themselves. I do not know why God allows that penchant for worry to
cling to me wrapped around an unrealistically absorbed sense of
responsibility. Only God knows the big picture for sure. He
remains, however, the best
place I have ever found to place my trust.
It is told Martin Luther once said, in regards to
thoughts, something about not being able to prevent a bird from
flying over your head, but being able to keep it from building a
nest in your hair. So, I put in a DVD rather than watch more TV
news. Or perhaps, I look up populations to see things from a
different perspective. Whatever it takes to stop that bird from
nesting. I hope and pray each and every one of you, even the natural
worriers, can find your own helpful things as well. In fact,
finding ways to be of help to someone else, even at a distance if
need be, is a great positive focus aid which ultimately helps us. It
is still in giving, that we receive our own greatest blessings.
The Creator of all that is seen, and unseen, is
still sovereign.
And, as my friend Ted says, "this too shall pass."
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