I've officially registered for my graduate courses this semester and have already begun my reading. First on the list is a book about the historical and social context of Jesus. This is not a story told by the New Testament. These are accounts from others in history. After all, I'm learning that the books chosen in the NT were selected to portray Jesus in a deliberate nature and particular set of narratives.
Common sense told me so already. This is not Bible class for sure, and for that, I am grateful.
Nothing though, could cause me to believe more than a miracle taking place in the next few days for my little 3-year-old nephew. My brother and his wife found out today he's got a growth in his brain that is surrounded by fluid. The doctors inserted a shunt into the front of his head to drain some of the fluid out before the MRI scheduled for tomorrow.
I want to believe there is some higher being that is watching over him, as we all hold our breath and hope that this is simply a minor setback in his life. It is moments like this one that people are encouraged to believe in something, anything. Human beings want to accept that there is a loving God that watches over us. When things like this happen... we are all ready to make any pact we can to keep hope alive for those who suffer.
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