January 2009


I got the phone call early Wednesday morning. My grandma crying telling me my sister was in the hospital. “The doctors don’t think she’s gonna make it, honey.” Waking up, I realized it wasn’t a bad dream. Raj had already gone to work and I needed to get a hold of him. Thankfully, he was in between class periods and he answered. I figured out flight stuff and started packing. My bosses were amazing and told me not to worry about anything but getting to my sister. On the way to the airport I got the phone call that the doctors declared her brain dead and that my mom was now only waiting for us to get to the hospital to take her off life support.

The rest of the week was spent with family, taking care of my mom and my sister’s two year old little boy, my nephew. The funeral was this past Tuesday. My brother gave the eulogy. It was a terribly beautiful service and his words were as equally beautiful. He painted a picture of my sister mourning the fact that she didn’t live very long and an angel wrapped their arm around her shoulder and says, “Jessica, just wait and see what happens.”

My sister had some rough people in her life. The funeral was packed with drug addicts, alcoholics, and criminals-people desperate for Christ. Between the words my brother spoke and the Gospel being presented not only during the service but the reception as well, the pastor has let my mom know that his office has been flooded with phone calls from Jessica’s friends. Apparently the words that were shared made some of them restless and uncomfortable. PRAISE GOD!

I don’t know how to describe how painful it is to know my sister is gone. I’m not sure it is possible. But I can tell you this: God is at work. Praise God her death was not in vain but that He will turn all things for good. I hope this can turn anyone who reads this to praise God. He is providing peace. He alone is providing comfort. He is keeping me and my family sane in this tragedy. That alone is a miracle. Praise be to God!!!

“…where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.”
2 Cor. 3:17

I wish I could write out all that I’ve been thinking and feeling this past week. I still need time. To those of you who did not know, my sister passed away on Jan. 15. No words can be written that could fully explain what is going on within me and my family. They will come and when they do I promise I’ll write a longer post. In the mean time, if you’re the praying kind, we could use your prayers. God is already at work. Be sure of that. Thanks for the prayers.

Downtown Omaha at Christmas time

Isn’t it pretty?

Raj and I just got back from watching Valkyrie. I wasn’t sure what to expect being that the leader of nutjobs was the star of the film, but I was pleasantly surprised. True to history, the attempts on Adolf Hitler’s life were unsuccessful. This got me thinking. What would I have done if I were in Nazi Germany as a Christian? Would I have defied the government? Would I have stayed quiet and gone along in my everyday life? Would I have felt compelled to help the Jews? Would I have been blind and deaf and just listen to whatever the media told me?

The men and women who chose to defy the government did so for different reasons. Some defied because they felt it was their Christian duty. They knew it meant their lives. They chose defiance anyway. How does a Christian reconcile obeying those God has placed in government when the leadership is being ungodly?

What does that look like now? Are there similarities within our society today? I wonder what a Christian response should be in the face of evil being done by those in leadership positions. Dietrich Bonhoeffer believed a Christian response in Nazi Germany was to end Hitler’s life. Clearly, he was extreme. But what is the proper response?