- Blog post written by Daniel Carillo
In the first chapter of his Gospel, John gives an account of how Jesus selects the apostles. Interesting approach – John doesn’t give an account of each apostle’s first encounter with Jesus. Instead, he focuses on four – Andrew (Peter), Simon, Philip, and Nathanael.
Nathanael first hears about Jesus from Philip, who tells him, “We have found him of whom Moses in the law and also the prophets wrote, Jesus of Nazareth, the son of Joseph.” Nathanael’s response is shocking – “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?”
Doubt. Nathanael was saying, “I doubt it!” He was questioning. He could not believe. This was impossible.
Doubt. What is it, and how is it able to, so easily, grab hold of us? Twist our thoughts? Fill us with dread and anxiety?
- Blog post written by Daniel Carillo
My dad was diagnosed with very rare stage 4 lymphoma in his eyes when I was 15. It was a pretty tough time for my family. Doctors didn’t think he was going to make it, but thank God he did.
My family had gone through a lot of tough things in the past, but I always knew everything would be okay. But this... This was the first time in my life where I just didn’t know.
Several years ago in 2005, my wife Heather was diagnosed with cancer. She had malignant pleural mesothelioma, a very rare and deadly form. It was devastating to our family, particularly because we had just celebrated new life. Just three months prior to her diagnosis, she had given birth to Lily, a beautiful baby girl. We thought that we would be spending the rest of that year celebrating the holidays with our new bundle of joy, but we were in for something much different.
Spring! Here in the northeast, spring has finally sprung! Temperatures have risen into the 70s. The sun has reintroduced itself, thawing the weary denizens of winter’s harsh sting. Tiny buds can be seen on some trees and bushes, barely perceptible, but nevertheless very encouraging. A symphony of bird songs fill the early morning hours in a glorious counterpoint of unrelated melodies. Cardinals, blue jays, robins, sparrows, woodpeckers, and the rest, all sing their triumphant songs of perseverance and their joyous songs of hope. Spring brings the fulfillment of so many desires and so much anticipation. And – the baseball season begins.
Baseball – the national past time. I don’t know what it is about this game that captures the imagination of so many. Perhaps it’s just a nostalgic, backward glance. A longing for a time when life was slower paced, simpler. Perhaps it’s just a rite of passage – a loud bugle blast announcing to all that yet another spring is here and that summer is on the horizon.
LOOK! THERE IT IS – OFF IN THE DISTANCE. I CAN SEE IT COMING
There is a beautiful blond 7 year old girl named Ana battling a brain tumor. She already fought it once when she was three and then was given a break until this past Fall when it reared it's ugly head again. Her parents are facing some very tough decisions regarding treatment and care. I love what her mom writes in one of her updates. (Elsa is Ana's little sister.)
Elsa taught us about our invisible bucket one day after school.
With Open Hands: Part 1
A few years ago I was in a book study with a few people who read the book “With Open Hands” by Henri Nouwen. I was a new mom at the time with my first son about 15 months old. He was at that “separation anxiety” stage where he clung to me every time the threat of me leaving him arose. When I started the book it was a confusing time for me with this baby boy of mine needing me so much on a daily basis, yet I was learning about having “open hands”. This normal developmental stage of course eventually passed, but while we were “in it” life was a day to day trial and error experiment of how much to let go & how much to let him cling to me.
I’m sure some of you relate to this idea of attempting to strike a balance between learning to let go & keeping loved ones close. It’s not an easy task, that I think I will struggle with possibly for my entire life, especially in regards to my little ones.
Earlier this week, my family and I were walking on the grounds of a chapel in St. Augustine, FL. While strolling through this beautifully manicured piece of our nation's history, I came across a statue of St. Francis of Assisi, who is highly revered in the Catholic church. Next to the statue was a prayer that is often associated with St.Francis. As I read the prayer, my heart was immediately grabbed by how closely this prayer parallels the heartfelt service offered by Inheritance of Hope volunteers.
Peace. It does not mean being in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart.
How do you do that? When there are true storms pounding down on us and looming in the distance how do we remain calm in our hearts? How do we "dance in the rain"?
Have you ever had a season in your life (either long or short lived) when you felt like you just could not make sense of the world around you? Like everything swirling around you was just too big to grasp? Maybe you have heard a bit of bad news & then more follows. Or you get a good report at the doctor only to be followed by something else going awry a few weeks later. It could even be as simple as not understanding why your heart feels the way it does & why it hurts so badly.
Fundraising can be scary ... and can be overwhelming for some of us. And these feelings can lead to putting off getting started. I know, because I've been there. But, I've learned that fundraising isn't so hard or scary, and can even be invigorating.
"If you run without any reason, you are just chasing the wind." - Wesley Korir, 2012 Boston Marathon winner
So, how do I get started fundraising??