Friday, April 18, 2014

Hosanna, Hosanna

   “Hosanna, Hosanna, Hosanna in the Highest”
   These are words that we relate to Palm Sunday,  the day we remember Jesus riding in on a donkey with crowds of people shouting as He rode by.  Interesting enough Hosanna, meaning “oh save”, can only be found in this story of the Bible. We also remember the miracle of the unbroken donkey.  The donkey that had never been ridden before, yet under the control of the Master of the Universe, Jesus, was calm and performed beautifully even in an abnormal setting.  I have wondered what the owner of the donkey was thinking as he watched the whole parade, the shouting, the palm branches, and the excitement taking place.  I wonder if he was holding his breath, hoping for the best because we all know how unpredictable donkeys can be.  But under the control of Jesus, this donkey did exactly what it was suppose too.
   This last week on Palm Sunday, a couple of boys willing cut some branches that we used during our song service at the English fellowship.  
    For over 20 minutes the children, tirelessly waved the branches.  As I watched the excitement on their faces amidst the branches, my heart was touched.  Do I have that much excitement about  Jesus?  His death on the cross was enough to pay for the sins of the world but more importantly He paid the price for my sin.  He won the victory.  How excited am I?  Is the joy of Jesus overflowing my life?


   Today is Good Friday, a day when we remember the final hours of Jesus.  Normally, to me it’s a solemn day.  Yet this year, I just kept thinking “Hosanna in the Highest, Jesus has won the victory.”  In my mind, I keep seeing the kids waving their branches last Sunday.  And I rejoice because while Jesus did die, he also rose again.  He paid the price for my sins.  Hosanna.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Can you praise ME in the storm?

  The last two months have been a whirling of activity for the Hertzler family.  We have traveled over 22,000 miles.  The beginning of February found us in South Africa visiting an asthma/allergy specialist for Justin and Kayla.  We are encouraged by our interaction with the doctor and have started a few new approaches to helping the two kids deal better with their asthma and allergies.  While we waited for the medications to be filled (since we needed 6 months worth it took a number of days), we decided to visit a game reserve. 
   We have lived in Africa for over 4 years and have never been to a game reserve.  We have never seen the animals that Africa is famous for in the wild.  So we headed off to a small game park.  On the way, we were required to take a very long detour due to rioting and car burning.  Thankfully God went before us and kept us safe.  We greatly enjoyed our time visiting the park and seeing the amazing animals that God had created in their natural element.

    Then it was on to the USA, where Conrad headed to Head Quarters for 2 ½ weeks of training and the kids and I headed to Iowa to see family.   Our time was filled with doctor appointments, fun time with cousins, holding the brand new baby nephew, hanging with friends and family, and doing some shopping.  Then the kids and I packed up and travelled to Delaware, were we meet Conrad and spent the next week with family and friends there.  Then Conrad flew back west for another two weeks of training and the kids and I returned to Iowa to finish doctor appointments, pack, and say good-byes.



    It was during those last two weeks when our life took an interesting turn.  I had been to a dentist appointment and was on my way back home when the friend who was watching my kids called and said that Alissa hurt her foot.  When I arrived, Alissa refused to put any weight on it and just kept crying saying, “It hurts, it hurts.”   Since we were past office hours, I decided to wait until morning and see how it was. 
   Morning came and she still refused to put anyway weight on it.  So as I was on my way to another appointment, I called the doctor to see if they could get us in.  Right before I called, I thought, “Lord, you know 1:00 pm would be a good time for me”.  I placed the call to the doctor’s office and the first time the reception asked “Would 1:00 work for you to come in?”  I couldn’t believe my ears and the voice of the Lord whispered to my soul, “Trust me, I’ve got it covered.”
  Upon returning home, getting Alissa ready, and back on the road again, doubts began to creep in.  What if it was broken?  My mind already was calculating how much changing tickets was going to cost us as in 4 days we were suppose to be boarding a plane back to Africa.  What if it’s not something that would be wise to go back to Mozambique while it heals or what if we need to make another trip to South Africa just to make sure it’s healed correctly?  As I’m driving along the interstate, my mind is racing and my heart is keeping up, anxiety is fighting to gain control.  At the moment, the song “I Will Praise You in This Storm” by Casting Crowns came on the radio.  The soft voice on the Lord broke though my worried mind and spoke gently to my heart and said “Can you choose to praise Me in the storm?” 
   Instantly, I knew I had a choice.  I could choose to praise no matter what the results.  Or I could choose to allow anxiety to take over me.  As I drove along the interstate, I made my choice.  I responded, “God, I choose to praise You in the storm.  This makes no sense to me as my plate already feels fuller than I think I can handle but I CHOOSE to praise You for what You are doing.”
    The next 4 hours were full of doctor appointments, x-rays, phone calls, waiting, and finely a boot with crutches.  Yes, Alissa fractured/broke her foot in three places.  But the most amazing thing happened.  The location of the fracture couldn’t have been better, just slightly forward or slightly backwards, the foot would have had to been cast.  We would have needed to have follow-up x-rays and traveling would have been very difficult.  Instead, we were told, traveling is fine.  The Dr said that she was to wear the boot and when she is ready to try to put weight on it, she is welcome to walk on it.  When the six weeks is up, as long as there isn’t pain, she should be good to go.  Because of her age, where the break was, and the amazing goodness of God, we were able to travel back with no problems.  Now less than three weeks after the break, she is running around on the boot like nothing happened.

   God has such a sense of humor because of her injury, we were able to receive medical assistance through the airports.  It was the fastest trip through customs, immigration, passport control, and across airports that we have ever had.  The trip went so smoothly that I joked with the kids who wanted to break their foot next time so it would be an easy trip.  But more than that, I got to stand back and listen to my 8 year old tell someone how good God is because even though she had a broken foot, it was broken at just the right place that she was able to travel and God has been taking care of her. 
    For me the choice to praise God in the middle of the storm, was a hard one.  In this storm, I got the privilege to see right away how God had gone ahead and prepared the path.  I had the opportunity to see how when the situation didn’t make sense to me, God cares about the details of my life.  He had a plan and prepared the way.  But there are storms in my life that don’t seem to have quick answers.  There are storms that seem to go on forever.  The Lord has been speaking to my heart and saying “Heidi, can you praise me in these storms too?”  It’s a choice.  Sometimes praise is an easy outpouring but other times it’s a sacrifice.  It’s releasing the situation to God and saying “I don’t know what You’re doing but I choose to praise YOU for WHO You are.  I choose to praise You because I know You have the best in store for me.  I choose to praise You.” 
   So what storms in your life is God asking you to CHOOSE to praise Him.  He is the all-knowing, all-powerful God of the universe.  But more than that, He cares deeply for each person.  He desires that we would choose to praise Him in the storm and then stand back and see what He does to calm the storm.