bierkergaard

I have been going through a very intense trial the last couple of weeks. I am not going to reveal what it is, take my word for it. I try to avoid settling scores online. The trial continues...it ain't over yet.   Speaking of trial, my favorite book of all time is C.S. Lewis's "God In The Dock." That is just the British way of saying, "God On Trial." In the collection of essays, C.S. Lewis does a masterful job in articulating a Christian perspective on various topics. He has one on the terrors of reciprocity in Christmas gift-giving. On a weightier topic, he discusses War (much of his writing and speaking coincided with years of war). I wonder if England would have prevailed against Nazi Germany without the witness of Lewis. One of the  questions all of us have is where is God when things go into the crapper? Well, as I ran today, I thought about the myriad of sins that were inflicted upon Jesus. Envied, hated, laughed at, forgotten and forsaken, ridic

Last night was Commencement at the high school where I work. It was one of those early evenings which looked like it could rain. Little do future school superintendents know that one of the most perplexing duties of their position is to be a weather predictor. A rained on graduation, not a good scene. Disastrous actually. Safe or sorry, outside or inside? Should school be cancelled because of snow in the forecast? Stuff like that. The decision was made to hold Commencement outside. The meteorological Rubicon was crossed. As it turned out, it was a lovely evening. Not sunny and warm, but partly cloudy, cool, with a smattering of sun. Ominous clouds, like sharks, circled the skies but kept their jaws closed. When the staff walked into the stadium, I and another counselor were at the end of the line and sat at the final row of chairs. When Commencement ended, the staff lined up and faced the stands and the seniors, now graduated, walked by us one last time. I had to step back a bit