Timeout on the field

It seems some of my posts at 2:00 in the morning after a day of touring and taking care of little one and other stuff have generated some spirited discussion. This might be a good time to call a truce. For those who know me, you know my heart and how I am. For those of you who don't, I can understand how my posts come across as irrereverant (somebody check my spelling). Unfortunately, as wonderful as some say the written word is, it can at times not convey the true intent of the author. With that said, I am thankful that many have commented, as they see fit, on our life changing experience. We should all be thankful that we have this kind of freedom to comment. I have just returned from a country where one's opinion or beliefs is many times not tolerated. As I type this, I think of my Chinese friends who have lost jobs due to their faith in our Lord Jesus Christ. So, my encouragement to all is be thankful for the opportunity that the Lord has given us to express ourselves freely in this country (a day is probably soon coming where we cannot do that).

I will throw this out, however. While my daughter is Chinese by birth, she will not be raised Chinese. It is not because I don't like China, it is because I am not Chinese. I am American. And yet, she is not really going to be raised "American" either. She will be taught the same as my son that this world is not our home. No matter what our heritage, what our past may be, it is our future that we strive for. My Chinese born daughter, raised in America, will be taught to think Jewish for our God has chosen to reveal Himself through His Word, written by Jews. She will know Him and His legacy and His past and His future. That is the greatest gift I can give her or my son, the knowledge of the One who can save them.