Part 4:
We went home and I immediately shared this same decision with my younger brother who was a church elder for 20 years. I also shared it with a younger man I have coffee with every week. And I also shared on the phone with two strong Christian mothers. And I watched the 2 faces when I hit them with my processing of part 3. The facial impacts were obvious on the two males. Who then proceeded to justify holding their course, but also justifying the holding of the babies. I told them, I understand and I know mine will be a minority decision. But I did qualify that by saying this is my position this time, and in this case. I am not saying it would apply to any other homosexual case,
because they are not family. When I told the last mother on the phone of my story she immediately blurted out; "Where did your granddaughter ever come up with such a mature question?" I admitted I had no idea, and we then discussed this divisive church problem for another hour before hanging up. That night I laid awake still wrestling with the impact of 'that question'. Finally sleep came....until later that night when I awoke to that burning question, again. "I sought the Lord and He answered."Psa 34:4 He said; "That question came, from the 'heart' of a BASTARD." I was immediately shocked and admittedly a 'little' bit mad that God called my granddaughter that 'cuss-word name'. Then, He spoke again and said; "Your granddaughter was born out of wedlock." I was awed, that was 'the truth'.
I spent time that night processing how 'her heart' had been formed, affected, defected with the words of kids (secular or church), TV and whatever else she faced growing up in this world. The next morning I shared with my wife what I believe was a 'spoken word' from God confirming the decision I had made. I told her I was going to share 'that word' with the four I had told the story to first. Karen said are you going to call her 'that'? I said; "GOD DID!" (IMO). She said you need to ask her if you can. So I called her immediately and asked. There was just a hint of hesitation, and I wondered what is her heart going to say? For out of the heart the mouth speaks. She gave a yes, but her voice betrayed a little bit of I'm giving you the answer I know you want to hear. But that was good enough for me, and I headed to the coffee shop trying to imagine the text I was going to send to the mother. I parked at Patrick Dugan's coffee shop and texted. All of a sudden I hear a knock on my window startling me a little bit. Who was it? It was my granddaughter and a co worker coming for coffee. I told her I was finishing a text to Jewel and would be in shortly. When I did enter, her and the coworker had ordered and were waiting and the line was long with several coming in just before I hit the door. So I went over to talk to the girls. My Granddaughter asked to step outside where it was quieter and she shared a heart wrenching story from her fifth grade year in school. An event which she had never shared with anyone before and it plagued her. She was able to share this emotional event from the past which was buried alive, just exactly where the devil keeps his chains of authority....'in the dark'. She brought that to the light and she said her heart felt so much better.
QUESTION FOUR:
This whole story has two possibilities; A co-incidence....or a GOD-incidence. I'm believing it was God. But we ALL have our own decisions to make, and live with, until the day that HE will let us ALL know. Because on that day we will know, even as He has known us.