Has God Forgotten to be Merciful?? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?I must acknowledge that those were my thoughts on May 24, when wereceived the tragic news that yet another one of our students had died, this oneRenzo Fowler, a sweet 7 th grade boy (see full story on page three). Within aspan of less than five years, we have lost three students. Further, we have lostthree former students, all of whom yet had close ties to the school. At somepoint, one wonders how much our small school community can bear?When out of words and answers, where else does one turn but to the Word ofGod? Rather quickly I came upon Psalm 77, which rather audaciously asks thebig question that philosophers and preachers and ordinary people have askedfor centuries—“Has God forgotten to be merciful?” (vs. 9a). Or another way—isthere a good God?But that question is answered in the remainder of Psalm 77—“Then I thought,‘To this I will appeal: the years when the Most High stretched out his right hand. Iwill remember the deeds of the Lord…’” The Psalm goes on with lines like these:Vs. 12—I will consider all your works and meditate on all your mighty deeds.by Ron Polinder, Executive DirectorVs. 13—…what god is as great as our God?Vs. 16—The waters saw you, God, the water saw you and writhed.Vs. 17—The clouds poured down water, the heavens resounded with thunder…Vs 19—Your path led through the sea…though your footprints were not seen.Vs 20—You led your people like a flock…As difficult and painful as it was to lose Renzo on the last day of the schoolyear, we must come back to our belief that the Lord has stretched out his handto <strong>Rehoboth</strong>, now for 104 years. So we collect our faith and our assuranceand our hope, and we look back on a year in which surely the Lord stretchedout his hand to us. So like that Psalmist, we do well to count the ways, to listthem, and to give thanks for them for 06/07.• For 27 graduates who have been well-prepared with a <strong>Christian</strong> foundationto face the world and higher education or military service.• For Senior Presentations and 8 th grade Future Presentations that demonstrateso clearly how a <strong>Christian</strong> mind and heart is being shaped in our students.• For faithful teachers and administrators who have poured their lives into ourstudents. To some we must say good bye. But new staff has been appointedand will soon be in the harness!• For a fabulous new athletic field and track in the middle of the desert, onwhich our students could already play as the year closed out.• For the prospect of a new gym, now already half-completed, with plans todedicate the new facilities on Nov. 9 and 10.• For a marvelous choir tour to Germany for 43 of our students, parents andstaff, enabling them to minister to a family and community that has nowbecome part of us.• For the invitation from the <strong>Christian</strong> Reformed 150 th CentennialCommittee to have the <strong>Rehoboth</strong> choir be a lead group in the 12,000 seat VanAndel arena!• For supports and donors and prayer warriors who make it financiallypossible to keep <strong>Rehoboth</strong> alive and strong, both on a yearly basis, but also aswe renew our facilities.This closes out my 39 th year in education—that is a long time to participateand observe. And instinctively one asks and wonders what does all this mean,what comes of it? Or to use the words of “the Fiddler”, “one season, followinganother, ladened with happiness and tears.” We try to be faithful, but 77:15reminds us of who we are and who God is, “you display your power among thepeoples—with your mighty arm you redeem…”. There it is we rest!2 <strong>Rehoboth</strong> <strong>Christian</strong> Summer <strong>2007</strong>
A Tribute to Renzoby Carol Bremer-Benettstill remember the first conversation that I everI had with Renzo. It was August, 2005 and hewas sitting in my office being interviewed to join<strong>Rehoboth</strong>’s 6 th grade class. I had just asked hima bunch of questions about who he was and whyhe wanted to come to <strong>Rehoboth</strong>. He had told meof the talents and interests that he had and thenI asked him if he had any questions for me. Hepaused, with a knowing look in his eyes and thenhe asked what I thought about his hair. His hairwas still long at that time and it was tied up inthe traditional way. I told him that I thought hishair was cool. His eyes warmed, but he did notsmile, instead he asked a follow up question, “Doyou think that I can be a <strong>Christian</strong> and still wearmy hair like this?” I told him, “Absolutely!” Thenhe broke into a full smile. No more questions, heknew that he would like it here at <strong>Rehoboth</strong> andI knew that he was just the kind of student, withjust the kind of questions that we wanted here at<strong>Rehoboth</strong>.During his sixth grade year at <strong>Rehoboth</strong>, Renzoand his chessboard were inseparable. He set up achess area at the entrance of school and would takeon anyone who would challenge him. I know thatRenzo loved chess, but I think that the game servedas a way for Renzo, who could be on the quiet side,to pull people towards him.Renzo had a generous spirit — in the big thingsand the small things of life. His classmates sharedmemories of this generous spirit — he would bringpistachios at break so that he could share them.He would catch up to people as they walked tothe lunch hall and offer gumballs or his famous,Boston Baked Beans. Renzo was on the prowl tofind people to offer presents to.In Mrs. Goudzwaard’s 6 th grade class, Renzowrote a book entitled, “The Family Crisis”. Ihesitantly opened this book to read it; I know thatRenzo’s childhood had its shares of heartbreakand I wondered how he was going to tell his story.Somewhat to my relief, the book wasn’t about oneof those incidents, but rather a telling of whatRenzo considered to be a crisis — a time when hisfamily was supposed to be celebrating his sister,Liza’s, birthday; all of his relatives had been invited,but Renzo’s sisters and mom didn’t show up. Itturns out to be a story of how his mom got stuckin the mud on the way to the party, and then hisdad got stuck trying to pull her out. In the end, hisrelatives came to the rescue and the birthday partybegan. You and I might not see this as a crisis, butRenzo had a softer heart than most of us — forhim, a crisis would consist of his family beingseparated, even if only by some mud.Renzo took family seriously and held them close tohis heart. This past semester in his Pathways classwith Mr. Johnson, Renzo became a proud fatherof an egg. This simulation is used to have youngmen begin to think about the responsibilities ofbecoming a dad. While this exercise is lost on some7 th grade boys, Renzo embraced the opportunityand passed with flying colors, as evidenced in hisdaily “Egg Journal”. Let me share with you someselections:Day 1 – I feel that it would be really fun taking careof a baby for a week. If I have a boy, I will name himJackie Brown. I am willing to take all the chances toraise him good.(Renzo did not get a boy, but a girl, whom henamed Brenda.)Day 2 – I feel really good having a baby girl. I am notafraid of having a girl. I feel really honored by whatGod has given to me. From this day on, I will learnwhat it takes to be a father of an egg. I am willingto step up and watch this egg and to protect it frompeople who may wish to harm this egg.Day 3 – In many ways, an egg is really easy to takecare of, compared to a baby. But I am really proud forwhat I am doing with this assignment. I don’t reallycare what other people think of me, this egg won’tcrack or get stolen by other people. One thing for sureis that I will have this egg with me everywhere that Igo.Day 4 – I think that it is a great feeling to have yourown child. I feel it takes a bunch of time to raise achild.And then on the last day of the assignment– I learned that it is a great opportunity to have adaughter of my own. Fatherhood is fun to me. But, Iam really glad to be free of taking care of my egg.Renzo FowlerIf Renzo could muster that much commitment toa boiled egg in 5 days, we can begin to imagine hislove and loyalty to his family and friends. We alsocan catch a glimpse of the sincerity of his decisionto follow Jesus and to accept God’s gift of salvation.After returning from Phoenix, where I spent time atRenzo’s side, I was reflecting on how Renzo seemedto be in so much darkness — he couldn’t open hisbright eyes and let them twinkle at me as he teasedme. Yet I was also reassured in knowing that Godpromises no matter how far away Renzo may seemto be, God is there. No matter where our journeystake us, God is there. Even if the path seems darkor difficult, God can transform that experience intolight – as we read in Psalm 139, “darkness is as lightto God!”My prayer for each of you is that you live yourlife as children in the light. Renzo was a prayerfulyoung man, and last summer he accepted Jesus ashis Lord and Savior. Renzo was not able to take hisfinal exams this semester; he passed away on thelast day of school, graduation day, but God knowsthat he has already passed the one truly importanttest — Renzo committed his hands, his head, andhis heart to God and will live a life that will neverend. I pray that each of you will listen to God, Hedesires your heart — dedicate it to Him and live inHis light.<strong>Rehoboth</strong> <strong>Christian</strong> <strong>School</strong> Summer <strong>2007</strong> 3