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Archive for the month “December, 2014”

What Can I Give the Lord Jesus?

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Merry Christmas to everyone!

 I am writing this on a fairly mild evening here in our metro DC area. God has been abundantly kind to us thus far this season as far as the weather goes. The mercies of milder weather make recovering from some strain of the flu which my vaccine did not cover a little less dismal. Praying you are not having to deal with the same health problems…

The highlights of our year have been the extravagant grace and mercies of God in all our experiences—the pleasant and the painful—quite exotic, actually. I’m writing stream of conscious as I relate to you what we have experienced this year. We both have enjoyed the eyesight to behold the beauty of the earth in creation—even in its fallen condition for the moment and eyesight to behold it. Each season previous to this one has yielded its own kind of beauty, from springtime blossoms to autumn gold; and we are blessed to be living in a particularly lovely area of the country. Our neighborhood is a perfect place for daily walks, sheltered and scenic—an oasis in an urbanized suburb. I have retained my hearing to enjoy the sounds of birdsong high in the oaks in our neighborhood even as late as early December. Edward has lost a major portion of his hearing, so his ability to train his ears to hear birds is challenged. Every now and then, however, he picks it up—especially if we are sitting on the patio on a summer evening before sundown when all the birds are having their last songfest before nightfall. I would say that having a relative degree of good health in our golden years is a great blessing. To be sure, it’s not nearly the health we formerly enjoyed; we have our treasures in earthen vessels, and our vessels are aging as would be expected. When we were younger, and when we watched our parents age and our elder siblings age, we knew one day we would most likely experience similar losses of vigor. Still, when it comes, it is natural to think more of the losses and grieve instead of looking to what God is giving in return and give thanks… With these kinds of limitations, I was wondering what is left for me to give in the years remaining… There are lots of Christmas carols with words that speak of bringing gifts to the Lord Jesus, but I found there is a song that more accurately sings of my Christmas devotion

Edward and I have been together for 45 years; and Edward celebrated his 75th birthday in November. I will be 67 in January, and have chronic weaknesses which not only keep me from being more obnoxious than I am already, but which tend to age me closer to Ed’s chronological and physical age. We do a lot of looking out for each other; thankfully, God has seen fit to protect us from both being unusually afflicted with something at the same time. We walk more slowly, we move more carefully, we think more carefully, we speak more carefully, we expect less of the world, trust God more, and value life and love more. We are thankful for another year of:

  • freedom from oppression; protection from dangers; safety and blessings when we come in and when we go out…
  • comforts of home and sufficient funds to cover ordinary and some unexpected expenditures…
  • daily joys of our covenant love as we age together and sufficient strength and abundant grace to accomplish what we need to do each day to stay clean, nourished, alert, engaged, informed, prayerful, thankful, compassionate, and human…
  • new connections with family we have missed, long-time friends, new friends, hugs and many kindnesses extended to us, gatherings of friends for shared hope, faith and activities…
  • the gifts of laughter and tears and prayers and music and courage and healing…
  • the Word of God for counsel, correction, comfort, assurance; the presence of God and the still, small voice of His Spirit to direct and counsel…
  • the experience of being changed more from glory to glory—another year closer to Messiah’s return…

In the meantime, we send our blessings to you. Have a lovely Christmas with all your family and friends.

Odd Walking Thoughts – Two Wrongs

I was browsing and reading fellow WordPress writers and their posts this afternoon. I came across this piece by a WordPress writer with whom I am newly acquainted. It stuck to my heart like an arrow. The reason for that is for another blog of my own. I wish to direct your attention to his offering. It is short and painfully to the point.

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The street was covered with them.  One man was upset and ignored his wife. All men are the same. Have you ever wondered how that makes a young boy feel? Especially if heard when spoken with anger or hatred? Imagine those words even slightly pointed at the boy. Or, do you not care, just like all women.

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All Because of Christ…

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Alphabet Soup.” Write down the letters of the ABC. For each one, choose a word that begins with that letter. Now, write a post about anything — using all the words you’ve selected.

Trying to put a series of coherent thoughts together today is like fishing for words in alphabet soup. My little grey cells have been so busy of late, processing information by the boatloads, from appointments on my calendar, blog readings and responses, online merchandise orders, and credit card statements, to Bible-study content questions, and everything in between… and struggling to keep up…

In truth, I am overwhelmed and Aggravated By the Cacophony going on in my head. I am a person who likes order; I like my thoughts to yield to my direction for orderly expression. Not getting much cooperation on that score at present. So I am focusing on what is primal in my grey cells–no documentaries, no attempts at story creation or artistry which evades my grasp just now…

So when a good scout finds herself in confusing territory, she pulls out her compass and looks for True North. From there, All Believable Charting for direction can be found. Taking that wise Advice, Benefit, and Counsel, I fix my attention on True North during this season. The ABC’s of it all–Amid the Bounty of Celebrations, is remembering my Lord Jesus. Without Him I would be–to add a “D” word to this piece–DESOLATE..

There would be no Advent light during the dark and cold nights leading up to the shortest day of the year in the northern hemisphere; there would be no Breathtaking Beauty at the remembrance of His exquisite perfection, His mercy and His love for me; there would be no Comfort, Consolation or Courage to walk Amid the Battling Cultural influences swirling like a raging blizzard all over this planet…

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Without the Lord Jesus, my King, there would be an Absence of Blessing, and Contentment in the gracious provision of God for life; Adversity, Brutality and Confusion would be the rulers of this world. The Adversary of God would Beat out his own Contrary Discord without impunity or restraint…

All Because of Christ, I enjoy the ABC’s of Abiding Beneath Christ’s sovereign care, resting my brain in the protection of swaddling clothes as He prepares me for uttering something of the Abundance of Blessing Credited to my life–All Because Christ Jesus Is King…

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