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Chris Fabry
Married to Andrea since 1982. We have 9 children together and none apart. Our dog's name is Tebow.
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After finding and remediating mold twice in our Colorado home, we abandoned ship in October 2008. Because of the high levels of exposure, our entire family was affected. After months of seeing different specialists for all of the problems, we came to Arizona to begin comprehensive treatment to rid our bodies of the toxic buildup. In August 2009 we moved into a larger home, four bedrooms, south of Tucson, north of Mexico. I am doing my daily radio program/ writing from that location. Thanks for praying for us. We really feel it.

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Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Last Christmas was the worst any of us can remember. We were trying to figure out how to treat the children for the mold exposure, wondering what the future held for our possessions, suffering through a lot of pain and loss, and in a new city far from friends, family, and anything familiar.

Medical bills were threatening. A mountain of them already. There was no clear direction. The world was one big question mark with a lot of little question marks behind every cactus.

We didn’t have the energy or the money to “do” Christmas. So on Christmas Eve we went to Walmart and told the kids, “Pick out one thing you really want.”

They did.

Then we went back to the house we were renting and while the little kids played with their toys and the older kids stood in a daze, Andrea cried. I think that’s how it happened, I’m not sure. Andrea cried a lot during those days. It wasn’t Christmas Eve at the Emergency Room but it was close.

The next day we woke up and tried to put a new spin on life, but we couldn’t. Sometimes life can’t be spun. Our big outing was dinner. We found a restaurant that was open and everyone agreed to, but then we got lost and couldn’t find it.

We wound up at Denny’s.

Nothing against Denny’s, but it was crowded and there were people eating, leaving, being replaced by other people and our food remained absent. We dosed Colin for his insulin and then he went low so we had to get some orange juice to bring him up and then he went high. The kids got crabby. Our server was on a smoke break, I think. It was just a disaster.

This year is better. Some of the question marks are gone, but most are still there. We’ve actually done shopping and have a little tree. The kids made ornaments out of dough and put them over the fireplace. Friends and family have given generously and we have a few surprises up our sleeves. (Short sleeves because it’s Arizona.)

But I was thinking this morning about another couple with a little baby who had a lot of questions. They were in a small town because they had to be. There was grave danger that caused them to flee south to Egypt to keep their child safe. The road ahead was not going to be easy for them. And Mary had some knowledge but she didn’t understand the whole plan. Their lives could not be spun any more than yours or mine.

I think that’s the way God keeps us on the path. We only know one step at a time. He wants to keep us close to Himself so we don’t stray. In truth, the questions keep us right where we need to be. Dependent. Not relying on ourselves, our strength, intellect, or sufficiency, but on His strength and guidance and mercy. The star pointing the way.

I would rather have Christmas dinner at Denny’s with a million questions about life than have the perfect Christmas with every need satisfied and no questions. God is the author of our question marks.

If you’re struggling this Christmas, and if things have not turned out like you had planned, it’s okay. You’re in good company with most of the people in the Bible. You’re in good company with Joseph and Mary. Pull up a chair and have a warm cup of coffee.

Ask your questions.

They are a gift.


Anonymous said...

What a timely artile for me.

Chris I will be praying for you and your family. May our merciful God fill your Christmas day with Joy and Peace. And may 2010 be a year of continued healing and blessings for your family.

God Bless you for your willingness to share your life and for being so transparent. It is a blessing to me because it makes me realze I am not the only christian going through very difficult and completly unexpected situations.

God Bless You!

Donnamo said...

Chris, I listened to yesterday's program about Lenora (?) and John L and their son Doug? It was so meaningful....especially the caller who told about the bride dolls, clothes etc...

Last night my family got together to celebrate my twin boys 42 birthday and I told them both stories. That sacrificial gift of the doll clothes and wardrobe just blew me away.....I have neither given or received such a sacrificial gift (besides JESUS).
THen this am I got an update on a little girl I"m praying for...she is two and has brain cancer. She and her Mom are living in the Target house at St. Jude Hospital while she undergoes chemo. They have now been there two months and the drs say they will need to stay at least 4 more months for more chemo. Meanwhile Dad is a youth minister and caring for the other 3 children. Sacrificial huh? Please add Belle Mitchell to the making a difference prayer list. May God bless you and your family with what He wants you to have....sorry about the broken collar bone....bummer!