Saturday, March 20, 2010

Willing

Click on the post title to link to her site where you can listen to her song
as I have done many times already -
may He bless your heart by it as He has done
many times already
.... for mine.

Willing

Carolyn Arends

You want the best for me but I don’t want to take it
Today the best just seems to cost too much
I know to mend a heart sometimes You have to break it
But I don’t have the strength to choose that love

But I am willing – to be willing
And I am ready to be moved
And I am longing – for the longing
That pulls me close to You


The only place that I am filled is at Your table
And still I starve myself day after day
I cannot choose Your will unless You make me able
That’s why You say You are the only way

Chorus

I’ll send the guards away who keep my heart
I’m making space for You, a place to start

Chorus

Please pull me close to You

They pull me close to You!


Grandpa? I see you there ...
taking pictures of the work you did in the backyard...
Grandpa? When can we play in it? Is it today?
Can it be NOW?
Will you play with us there?
But Grandpa? This is not really where we want to BE right now ....
Yeah! THAT'S where we want to go ....
Grandpa? You are the best ever...

Grandpa? We LOVE you very much!

Friday, March 19, 2010

The Prince & Princesses of my life

There's a little girl inside of me that identifies strongly
with the events of this day.
The grandkids are sleeping over this weekend and we ended our day with a bible story from the best children's bible storybook ever:
The Jesus Storybook Bible
where every story whispers his name....

We read the story on page 256 entitled The Friend of little children which ended with this paraphrase of Matthew 18, 19, Mark 10 and Luke 18: "No matter how big you grow, never grow up so much that you lose your child's heart: full of trust in God.
Be like these children.
They are the most important in my kingdom."


I'm beginning to realize what the true gift of grandchildren is. God wants us to keep that small wondrous frame of mind and heart. I am so very thankful for these reminders in my life!
We are ultimately all princes and princesses of the Great King.
Good versus evil, redemption for the lost, and only when
The Prince arrives
do we find the Happy Ever After.
Even the Disney Dynasty submits to the order of That Story.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Strength in Meekness

Strength in Meekness
Beautiful expository prose on Psalm 37 from Carolyn Arends.
May you also find blessing and comfort in the reading of it.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

First and Finally The Raison d'etre of Washington, DC


Whew! At long last - the final post on Washington, D.C.
This whole thing started when I stumbled across an online advertisement for C.S. Lewis'
The Screwtape Letters put on by FPA
aka Fellowship of the Performing Arts starring Max McLean.
The closest live theatre show was in Washington DC and its year long run happened to be finishing right around my birthday. Too easy. Barry and I were going to hop in a car and drive into the sunset for this date night (or two or three).
Well.
The kids got wind of it and faster than you can say, "you like Lewis too?" we were scheming ways to get down there all together. Hence, my grandiose birthday celebration.
Low-key intention and budget blown to smithereens in one fell swoop.
I LOVED it.
I am eternally grateful for this 'forger of family ties' type of experience.
... and Barry?
You're the best.
Focus on the Family Radio Theatre, which received a Peabody Award and multiple Audie awards for excellence in broadcasting and production, was granted the rights to dramatize "The Screwtape Letters" as a feature length audio drama. Production began in 2008 and a fall 2009 release was announced. Andy Serkis, known for playing Gollum in The Lord of the Rings film trilogy, provided the voice for Screwtape.

The Plot Overview (as found on Wikipedia)
The Screwtape Letters comprises thirty-one letters written by a senior demon named Screwtape to his nephew, a young demon named Wormwood. Screwtape's letters contain advice for how to turn Wormwood's "Patient", an ordinary man living in war-time England, toward "Our Father Below" (Devil / Satan) and away from "the Enemy" (God).

After the first letter, the Patient converts to Christianity, and Wormwood is given a severe rebuking and threatened with the "usual penalties" at the House of Correction for Incompetent Tempters. A striking contrast is formed between Wormwood and Screwtape during the rest of the book. Wormwood is depicted through Screwtape's letters as much closer to what conventional wisdom has said about demons, i.e., wanting to tempt his patient into extravagantly wicked and deplorable sins and constantly writing about the war that is going on for the latter half of the book. Screwtape, on the other hand, is not interested in getting the patient to commit anything spectacularly evil, saying that "the safest path to hell is the gradual one." He sees a demon's primary goal to befuddle and confuse, rather than tempt.

Lewis's use of this "correspondence" is both varied and hard-hitting. With his own views on theology, Lewis covers areas as diverse as sex, love, pride, gluttony, and war. Lewis, an Oxford scholar himself, suggests in his work that even intellectuals are not impervious to the influence of such demons, especially in regards to being led towards placated acceptance of the "Historical Point of View."

In the last letter, it emerges that the Patient has been killed during an air raid (World War II having broken out between the fourth and fifth letters), and has gone to Heaven. Wormwood is punished for letting a soul 'slip through his fingers' by being handed over to the fate that would have awaited his patient had he been successful: the consumption of his spiritual essence by the other demons. Screwtape responds to his nephew's desperate final letter by assuring him that he may expect just as much assistance from his "increasingly and ravenously affectionate" uncle as Screwtape would expect from Wormwood were their situations reversed, paralleling a situation where Wormwood himself turned his uncle over to Satan for making a religiously positive remark that would offend him.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Same Kind of Different As Me

A sunny balcony away from the routines of regular life.
A birthday book begging to be read.
Me....
Boasting that the deed is done and telling how,
I'm blessed for it.
A gritty, gut-wrenching true life story that you can't put down.
Read it if you dare.

Favourite line: (maybe a spoiler)
...I found out everybody's different -- the same kind of different as me. We're all just regular folks walkin down the road God done set in front of us. Truth is, whether we is rich or poor or somethin in between, this earth ain't no final restin place.
So in a way, we is all homeless -- just workin our way toward home.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Dawn to Dusk Part Two

It was a full day starting with a respectful stop at the Lincoln Memorial - a slow saunter through the Museum of Natural History with Darwin's much touted spin on ancestry (Pfft!) and finishing with a stroll by glittering nightlight to Chef Geoff's --- Aaron and Catherine's winning recommendation for a final family feastage (word newly coined :)
I have a thing for old vintage movie theatres. Great classic films MUST be seen in great classic venues. It harks back a fond memory of watching Becoming Jane in Hamilton's Westdale theatre with a bunch of girlfriends....a mix that simply 'goes' together ... like popcorn and butter. Y'know what I mean??
I also have a thing for coachlights (especially gas lights) and lamp-posts. I think it has something to do with an image I have of Lucy meeting Mr.Tumnus the faun on her first magical trip thru the Wardrobe into the land of Narnia. Long before the movie ever came out - C.S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia were part of my highly revered collection of books. The hardcover book I own has a number of crude but obviously memorable ink sketches - the lamp-post figures large in that mental image of mine!
Lewis said that the first Narnia story, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, all came to him from a single picture he had in his head of a faun carrying an umbrella and parcels through a snowy wood. In that way, Tumnus was the initial inspiration for all of the Narnia stories.
(fun facts from a die-hard Lewis fan)

Here's my beautiful kids --- as I've recorded more than once, the very best part of this birthday celebration was the fellowship I could enjoy with my beloved and our children, together in one place. I am reminded of so much undeserved goodness.
Oh yeah - we sent the riffraff to the far end of the table.
I think this was some kind of a protest pose. I dunno. Maybe he was just hungry.
Our resident family counsellor, letting his hair (??) down.