Do you remember the first time you heard the word ‘ponder’? Was it from Luke 2?? For several years I have read through the Bible till I lost count of how many times. I thought I’d take a break which has served to let me know that is what works best for me. Since my time is somewhat flexible, I don’t read ‘on a plan’ , I just pick up where I left off and read till I want to stop. It gives me time to ponder. I’ve thought about how Adam was created with a language already in place, such a langauge as he and God could have evening conversations every day. He had such grasp as he could name the animals. I am sure he and Carolus Linnaeus could have had great conversations about what to call this and that but CL wasn’t there at the time, so Adam was on his own! And when Eve came along, she and Adam could talk to each other right off the bat! Even after the fall life must have still been a wonder to them as it is to us. I think Abel had to learn from his parents like all babies do. Do you suppose it was a shock when all he would do was cry… and laugh? What a relief it must have been to see him smile, to feel some kind of communication!
The other thing I have been thinking of is the answer to the problem of evil. I don’t pretend to have it, but this is often the stumbling block people run into when trying to drum up some faith. The idea of a sovereign, loving and merciful God and existence of evil has a hard time cohabiting in our minds. For some, this is impossible, and they reject the sovereign loving God for their own reasoning capability which really has no power at all. When I taught Latin to middle schoolers they often could not understand why they had to take Latin. You know the ditty, I won’t repeat it. I would try to explain, but often they didn’t get my explanation. So…. I would say, life is a mountain that needs to be climbed. The farther up you go, the more you can see or understand, the more you understand the path. If the people down below argue with you the existence of what you see from farther up, they are ignorant. (I didn’t use that word in class). One student brought up that you can see what is down below more clearly than from farther up. I conceded that point, but later I thought that if you look at something too close, like holding your hand in front of your face, you don’t see it so well. It is only as there is some distance that you can see it for what it really is. I wonder if God swept away all the evil, everything would have to go. The Bible talks about a New heaven and a New earth. There is also the parable about the wheat and ‘tares’, or weeds, where Jesus advises to let the weeds alone, because if you yank on them now you mess with the roots. Better to let them all grow together and when it is ‘harvestime’ you can sort them out. I always want things to look clean and risk disturbing the roots in doing so, for which my husband , who understand the root business better than I do, chides me. I was just reading about Sodom and Gomorrah and Abraham pleads for his family. For the minimum of 10 people God will spare S and G, with all the evil in it, for the sake of the righteous. It really is an amazing story of mercy. In the end, there aren’t 10 and the few that go are so reluctant to leave that the angels take them by the hand and lead them out before the cities are destroyed. What seems to be of more import is not what God is going to do about the evil in this world (but rest assured that he will), but our response to His mercy . Lot’s sons in law thought he was joking and his wife thought about her stuff. That was their destruction, not God.
Those are my cumulative musings for the morning. Pax vobiscum
“…so do not fear, for i am with you; do not be dismayed, for i am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; i will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”
II Corinthians 12:9
“But He said to me, ” My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”
“I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you.”
“If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask Him!”
“Fear the Lord, you his saints, for those who fear HIm lack nothing.”
“Even to your old age and gray hairs I am He, I am He who will sustain you.”
“…being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion, until the day of Christ Jesus.”
…..was a busy day. I had a bad night, but I helped Joel with the paper route, and went back to bed after we came home. I slept pretty hard until about 8, woke up and called Nicky and said I just couldn’t do market today. I went back to sleep until 10, jumped out of bed, threw some clothes on and went t get my lady I take to dialysis. That done, I decided I had time for market after all and went and got Nicky. We were like pack mules with our loads walking through market. When we were done we scooted over to a midday organ concert nearby, met some friends for lunch, picked my lady up from dialysis, dropped Nicky off at work and came home. My friends , who are musicians, asked Nicky what she thought of the concert and she replied that she had grown up listening to Karl Moyer at church and KM is like the top organ guru in this area and she caused quite a flutter among the organists! We got our beleaguered waiter to take a picture of us and he acted like he was doing and so here is the nice result!
We managed to find out that Nicky played the clarinet in school, I sing and play the piano, Margaret plays the organ and her family and ours used to host hymn sings on New year’s Eve. Her five daughters have sung and recorded together. That’s her sister Katy next to her. I think she plays the recorder, but she’d rather work with wood! Judy Thomas is a retired music teacher and church music director. She likes to involve me in stuff, like “singing with the AME’s” (I think if you look in April 2007, you’ll see that story. I don’t know how to do links). Joy is another organist and comes from a musical family. At one time both her parents taught at Juillard. Two of her sister and she and their children recorded several songs her sister had written for her music classes. Now, that should cover the territory well enough. Oh… and my kid is a musicologist!
Rachael challenged me to this on Facebook, and I thought while I was writing , I’ll transfer over here!
What makes Melinda happy? I’ll try to make them different from Joel’s , although some would overlap
1. watching a face alter in a person whose life is changed by Jesus, which has been our privilege over the last year and a half.
2. when all the men in the family have jobs
3. beautiful music
4. Oh… if you’re going to yank it out of me, I’ll say it- a clean house!
5.singing with my friend Terri, who feels like my other half when we do.
6. My kids and grandkids walking in the door
7. An elegant meal (even if it’s potluck!) with good friends
8. digging in dirt, which I get to do soon (soon as get rid of this dumb virus)
9.hanging out with Joel alll weekend!
10.let me see…..lots of things make me happy, how can I narrow it down to 10? Some things may seem frivolous compared to others, but they push my happy button just the same. Smells make me happy, the smell of bread baking, pine trees at Christmas time, warming soil (sometimes I sniff Joel’s shirt for that!), coffee, coffee, coffee (I am on a coffee fast!) , feeling good when I wake up in the morning, a well crafted poem whether it’s Luisa’s or Robert Frost or a hymn, being able to have time to sit and think, when Joel fixes something for me and he is so proud of it! Having enough money to pay all the bills, neighbors who talk to me, laughter, jokes, a good story should never be underrated, neither should the good storyteller! Hearing from an old friend… or my mother! Ellis turning his face when we call him by name, I hope that never grows old for me. a good book. I need a library visit. Well, I guess it won’t happen as long as I am an aching , drippy mess. I’m gonna go get some advil
This pretty bird was frustrated at attempts to get out of our alley, but spread its wings and flew and has been flying around for a couple days! My neighbor saw it fly over the houses! It was in the paper this morning, but I can’t find a link to the article for you! It’s mile or two away. Then we went to the park and these deer were on a getaway mission but came right back after seeing cars!
I am now locked in the study, cleaning up the filing system that just needs its yearly spring cleaning and didn’t get it last spring. I find stuff I have been missing and have to find places for things, plus meshing Joel’s mom’s stuff in ours. I keep Pandora on and it keeps me cheered up, otherwise I get really angry when I do this job! I put a bunch of pictures on ‘flickr’ if you want to see what I have been up to, generally!
I stuck my nose in another book that i have lready read several years ago called The Canary Island Adventure about a family that decides to give it ‘all’ up and live simply, sort of a Swiss Family Robinson adventure, but it it’s not quite that exciting, but exciting enough. A fun read.
Yesterday we passed a business and they had a Square D sign out in front and I exclaimed about it. Joel said he was sure I had seen it before and I said ‘good thing I forget so we continue to have something to talk about!’ Same goes for books.
This link should take you to my pictures: http://www.flickr.com/photos/20926277@N03/
We had the Walls for a spontaneous dinner on Sunday. Blake had a great time making a sundae. Thereses and I ahd both gotten ice cream on sale, so we decided to make a party out of it! The choices were……. drum roll…..coffe, cookiesandcream, moosetracks, and blackcherry.