looking forward

coffee cupI sure want to thank all who wrote all the wonderful posts, the kind words and share great ideas and inspiration on the other blog. I’m so blessed by all the different comments, links and reciprocal blogs. It’s with joy that I look forward to the days ahead.

I smile today bcz time has a way of sort of working things out… or the LORD in eternity works things out as we walk along day by day. So, I also smile as I see the passage of time and all the ways the LORD works.

At the close of this day, I’m mindful that I’ve been a grandmother for five years… and have been saying the long good-bye to the last baby in our home for five years as well. So, to fret over losses is really not worth the time… especially when stacked up against the truly important, data losses are quite miniscule, really.

But, truly, thank you all for the gracious comments… I look forward to writing and pray to encourage all the more. I have lost some very good blog links and I’d sure like to replace them… if yours is missing, please feel free to write so that I can include it again.

family journal

I am posting a new page that will be sort of a journal of family pictures and slices of family life. It’s easier for me to post and edit pictures on the website. Adds a bit of variety, too.

pamela sid

this is going to go a whole lot slower…

half mug… than I thought.   I don’t think there are enough hours in the minutes of this morning to do the work necessary to make this a recognizable blogsite…….. but maybe after this gray morning clears… and the sun comes out (really!) I’ll be enthused to work on this mess. For now, I think I’ll take the wise advice and go in the kitchen and fix mochas for whoever wants to sympathize with me. I know I won’t be drinking them alone. ~smile~

Thanks to all who’re sympathizing with Glenys and her former website fiasco. If there are anymore links to verse for loving hearts that you happen to see on AChristianHome website, please let me know. I think we’ve gotten them all eliminated. (For those who are new to this, Glenys closed down the poetry and verse website and it was snatched up by a vulgar group who are using it as a pornsite now.)

pamela sig

a blip in time

after a major malfunction… maybe I am up and running again?
With a simple click… that’s all it took: click.
I sort fo felt like Ann(e) of Green Gables… I looked at the brooch and it… slippppped from my fingers and sank beneath the rippling waves.

I effectively erased the other blog completely. Ooops.

The sun’ll come out tomorrow
bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
there’ll be sun
Just thinking about tomorrow
clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow… ’till there’s none

When I’m stuck with a day that’s gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin and grin and say: oh…

The sun’ll come out tomorrow
so you got to hang until tomorrow
come what may
tomorrow, tomorrow I love ya tomorrow
you’re always a day away
tomorrow, tomorrow I love ya tomorrow
You’re always just a daaaaaaaaay awaaaaaay

That’s awaaaay.  Not waaaaaaaahhhh.

prayers for conception

Week after week we receive them… prayer requests and tearful letters from sisters and brothers in the Lord who are seeking prayer for conception and pregnancy. Most of the time the requests are from women who’ve never borne children and long for a baby — long to be a mother and have a family to raise and care for. Other times the requests are from women who’ve borne a child or children and have not been blessed with more. Some have PCOS, some have other issues that prevent conception or length of pregnancy and still others request prayer for change of heart and reversal of vasectomies or tubal ligations. Whatever the case, there are so many heartaches over the barren womb.

I post the requests as I receive them in the Guestbook entries or personal letters. I often ask sisters & brothers to remember these aching hearts before the Lord… and that, if it would be His will, HE will open their wombs and give them conception. For them and for His glory.

Some Home Making’s

Some Home Making’s February 13, 2006

I had (late last night) decided that in the morning I’d like to share “Some Home Making’s” for today’s blog—and how faithful is the LORD—I had a direction late yesterday and He showed that He had a purpose for it today.

Our friend sent us an email this morning: “Type in your home address or a family members’ address. The web site will bring up a map of your neighborhood with small colored boxes on it. The small House icon represents your address; the colored boxes represent sex offenders in your area.   Click on the colored boxes and it will bring up the offender’s photograph and the locations, names and employers.  Click ALL AROUND, you will be amazed at the information you get!”   http://www.familywatchdog.us/ So, out of curiosity,  I did a check and was also amazed.  I also found that I just was reminded to be more careful about “strangers” and to talk to the children about “strangers” and the need to be cautious as we go about our business in town or at the park, etc.  I find that I need these simple reminders to talk to the children about the realities of life.

I think, as mothers of many children, we might sometimes tend to be lax or think we’ve covered the bases, so to speak, and sometimes forget “who knows what” as far as the different children in the family are concerned.  For example: the other day I was asking one of the younger children to do a particular task and they sort of glazed over and didn’t know what to do—and so I smiled and asked, have I not taught you that yet?  No.  No, I hadn’t.    Teaching, teaching, teaching.  It never stops—it mustn’t stop.  But we get weary in the well doing sometimes.  But again, we mustn’t let weariness lead to neglect or indifference or wavering—or worse: giving up.  That’s not an option—it may feel (some days) like an option—especially if we listen to bad counsel or the coarse talk of the day that is obnoxious and rude about the precious value of motherhood, parenting and children.

We need to stop and assess, from time to time, the understanding or knowledge of each of the children.  Not just a “what are their strengths and weaknesses” sort of assessment, but: do they know this or that basic skill.  Do they know particular numbers, protocol for different situations, how to find information they need, what would they do in this or that circumstance, etc., etc.  I always amazes me when I realize that one of the younger children missed a particular teaching and how they just went on without it or compensated for it in some other manner.  This could be anything from handwriting (how they come up with a particular formation of a letter that looks alright but is incorrectly performed) to sewing, cooking, math, cleaning, personal hygiene (bathing, flossing, tooth-brushing, wiping, etc.),  housekeeping or whatever.  Skills need to be learned, perfected and maintained.  But it requires attentive attention.  (sort of the way the LORD told the disciples:  “And he said unto them, With desire I have desired to eat this Passover with you before I suffer.”  –Luke 22.15)

It’s attentive attention.  It’s hearing *and* listening.  With desire we must desire to parent and care for the children.

So, this has led to some “drilling” around here.  Perhaps not all at once and not in a scary or confrontational way, but it has meant asking questions (from time to time—for clarity and reinforcement)  of different age groups of children , from basic questions like: what is your full name, what is your address, what is your age, what is your phone number, what is your dad’s and mother’s name, what is your birthday, what do you do if a fire starts here or here, what do you do if the toilet overflows, what do you do if someone comes to you in the yard and mother is in the house, what do you do if a person we do  or do not know tells you to do something we have told you not to do,  what do you do if someone touches you inappropriately, what do you do if your are cut or injured or whatever, what do you do if someone tells you not to tell mother and dad about something—and you know it’s not a birthday surprise or something you need to discern as a “good” secret, etc., etc.   All of these things require discretion.

And then, to older children, we need to evaluate from time to time, their responses to some of those similar questions that would be occurring in their lives.   They need to know all those same answers throughout their childhood, but the scenarios will necessarily be different as they grow and mature and as their activities increase and their circle of freedom increases.  They’ll have more and more opportunities to be “out” for parental sight or supervision and will be in settings where they will have to have earned privileges and trust and will have opportunity to demonstrate maturity and trustworthiness.  For the older children, whether in home or public school, I think it’s vitally important to ask and receive answers to these and many more questions resulting from dialogue each day.  I guess we cannot just assume they know answers and right responses and we must be very careful to correct wrong assumptions and wrong responses.  This is easier said than done if the teens are older and communication has been compromised or limited.

Talking, talking, talking trough the years—and it’s never too early, I’m convinced, has astoundingly important implications and results.  Totally open communication really and truly appears to be key in any relationship—-most especially in marriage and parenting.  I’m also pretty sure it’s never too late.

So, what did all this have to do with the registered sex-offender link and information?   Everything.


Another Saturday Morning

Another Saturday Morning
February 11, 2006

It’s early… one of the kinds of mornings I treasure so much… spending time with one child—the little early-birdie who brings the sunshine in!   Standing at the counter, and he sitting on the stool with the cutting board pulled out to form a table for him next to the toaster, we enjoyed tea and toast together. I’m purposefully etching the moment into my memory… for the days are fleeting.

I’ve browsed the paper (yes, the paper-paper—-I remembered where I’d last set my glasses and thankfully, didn’t have to ask for the billionth time to no one in particular: “has anyone seen my glasses?”) and then I came into the sunroom to see the mails and messages on the computer.    Two letters, in particular, stood out to me this morning… one encouraging me to get back on track writing to and about homemakers/homemaking and the other, an encouragement to keep on doing the work I’m doing.

So, I mulled over the letters, the other mail and more news stories.  I studied more about (what I’ve not talked about at all here) an upcoming surgery I will have next week.  And, like the gift of a mother’s laryngitis to her children ~wink~ I’ll be a bit too pre-op-upied to blog and too post-op-upied to tell about it.  Anyway, I’m creating a page… a journal of sorts that details the journey a bit and gives a bit of information on options and surgery, etc.  I’ll share later about this thrilling adventure—sparing the not-so-entertaining details of course.  I am smiling as I suppose were I to blog this time next week… the writing might be very amusing—that, or they’d lock me away for certain and toss away the key when the entry looks like:

 

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But that’s a blog for another day.  Okay, so, I know I’ve been inordinately preoccupied with the social trends and will likely continue to be so—to a degree… it’s just a reflection of who I am—-but I’m also preoccupied with marriage and family.  These all seem to, with the influence of societal assaults, intersect and sometimes, collide.

I don’t know if I think it’s my duty or obligation or just what, but I do feel constrained to share from time to time (and I’ll concede it’s really been overboard lately) the societal trends and trends in the church.  I do this for many reasons, not the least of which is stand against the gradual inclination for Christians to blend with society or to have society blend into them.  I share different things or different angles of things because I feel I cannot idly sit at the intersection and not sound the horn when fully loaded semi carrying toxic waste is careening toward the van that’s carrying innocent children and is sitting in harm’s way.  This probably sounds overly dramatic… but really, when you think about it… it’s not.

So, I guess all that to say: O, we must be more purposeful in the training up of our children, more decisive in choosing what is best, more diligent in teaching and demonstrating faith in the LORD, more determined to live in obedience to God’s Word and unwavering in our resolve to be ready to give an answer to anyone who asks the reason of the hope that is within us.  We must be more resolute to give respect to our husbands, and to be sweet and loving in our homes.  Our homes must stand as beacons of light and truth—-love and joy in the LORD.  This necessarily means being aware of the dogs… being aware of the wolves that lurk about—the enemy: that  roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.  These are all very real—all very necessary to see and understand.

Please pardon me for what seems to have been a bit of over attention to societal reflections and reactions — I would adjure everyone—husbands, fathers, wives, mothers, young people… be aware of what’s going on around us.  This is not to say to be familiar with evil, but to be aware.  Pay attention to the signs of the times. Unmask the ploys of the enemy.  Very simple lies have become truths to Christians—the slow and calculated indoctrination of lies have weakened and drawn away many.   Be aware of what’s going on in society.  Be aware of what’s on your computer—really—check the history, be aware of where the clicks have taken the computer users in your home.  Get the kids *off* “My-Space” and guard their time and conversations, friends and activities.  Be aware of the subtle influence of “sensitivity training,”  “diversity,” “sexual-orientation,” and a myriad of other phrases, concepts and liberal-speak.  I do not say this meanly, spitefully, or in anger.  I am saying all of this in an attempt to bring awareness of the tidal wave that is carrying away the church… and the church is getting carried away in its attempt to be all things to all people in all places.

I’ll get to talking about other stuff…  and there really are lots of other things going on.  Lots of other things.  I know, I know… I’m really overboard sometimes—passionate to a fault!

So a bit of family musing this morning… as I was kissed and hugged awake by a little sunshine earlier this morning.

Our family sort of seems to have come in “sets” of children.  First, we had our “trainer set” and then a foursome and then a trio and then a pair in the last of the “sets.”   So, the Trainer Set grew up, moved on and now have homes of their own.  The foursome—still asleep as I type this, are lively, busy, interesting and are each on the brink of the vast expanse of “the first day of the rest of their lives” as they, each one, prepare for what the LORD has for them.  The third set, the ‘trio,’ is also still sleeping yet this morning—having stayed up late to watch videos last night.  (Friday nights are the only nights we watch videos or movies, here)

This brings me to the sunshine and flowers… that’s what Andrew and Amelia are to me.  Though they are two years apart, they’re essentially the same age in terms of skill, interest and verbal ability.  Though their specific activities are not always similar, they always play together—or at least in proximity if their actual choice of activity/toy/game/etc. is different.  They’re in no hurry to not be little… thoroughly delighting in the softer things of life… fuzzy blankets, teddy bears, sippy cups, Blue’s Clues, stringing beads, shaping play-doh, making cards for everyone and colouring pictures for the fridge… they love bubble baths, quilts and story books.   They are the sunshine and flowers of my life… and I suppose, if this is so, the others are the fragrance and music and my husband is my inspiration.

May 2005 Blog Entries

hbbluhrtaMay 6, 2005   ”  …There’s a Florida woman who lost 170 pounds on her personally designed “Backwards Diet.” She ate/eats for breakfast what one would have for dinner and for dinner what would typically be eaten at breakfast in addition to cutting out sugar (me: weep), caffeine (me: gasp!) and soda (me: sniff).  Now, I don’t know how she’s done this and maintained it for five years—or her stated clothing size, for that matter — a size 1 (!?!?) — but it’s really quite impressive.  But I was imagining what sort of special date she’d enjoy some evening… Hmmm, oatmeal with—hmmm, raisins just for fun?   I saw the diet on another page and thought one of the comments was too funny!  The person wrote:  ‘Why not skip the shredded wheat and eat a wicker chair, same texture, same flavor, stays crispy longer in milk. When you finish since you have no place left to sit down you have to walk around, it’s the South Beach Furniture Diet.’ “

hbbluhrta May 5, 2005      “…I’ve lately thought this would be a very cool birth-date:   05-05-05.  I love to serve Mexican food on this day (well—I’d love to serve it every single day, really!) to commemorate Cinco de Mayo…. ”

A forklift just drove slowly down the lane.  My little boys were on the sofa looking out the front window and calling out: “It’s a forklift, It’s a forklift!  What is he coming down the lane for Mama?”  I told them he’s probably coming here… to help them clean their bedroom.  Well… he passed by and went on down to the neighbor’s down the lane.  Sorry boys, no help for your mess chores today.

hbbluhrta  May 3, 2005   …Whew… so *that* happened!   After an early morning appointment, I spotted Wes and Kathryn returning home.  Down the lane and I  could see Wes flashing me a downcast look…  as Kathryn drove the van and rounded the house, I went to the back porch to wait for them on the back steps.  Wes hopped out,  of the passenger side and walked around the back of the van ( head down and shaking his head, no) to open the door for Kathryn.  She got out… looked disheartened as she made her way to the steps, Wes right behind her.  I exclaimed that it would all work out fine—I mean, Thomas Edison sure knew a lot more about how a light-bulb *wouldn’t* work than how one would work!  I encouraged her that I’d help her and she’d do fine the next time!  She agreed—unenthusiastically, and then mustered that she did get something at the department of licensing, though.  Then she reached down and produced a new driver’s license.  O, what a wonderful thing for her!  And yes… I told them they were both rascals for their little hoax.  So… another driver.

laughter,
the best medicine

hbbluhrtaMay 2, 2005     “…in reality, the people I love the most are here and it really is(!) so good to be home!  — but it was a GREAT retreat and all the things (and more!) that a retreat oughtta be!

The speaker was great —as always— and it was truly a joy to visit again with women I’d met a few years ago when I had the honour and privilege to be the retreat speaker there.  O, what a blessing to be with old friends!  What a precious gift: old friends.   Margaret (our friend & retreat speaker) continues to grow in grace and mature in her walk with the LORD and remains strong and steady in faith.  I admired her from the moment I met her and through the years as my Bible study leader, teacher, mentor and friend.  She continues to inspire me to press on with the LORD and reminded me that nothing is too hard for the LORD.  We talked for hours Saturday afternoon—what a blessing to have her for a treasured friend.

From the moment we arrived at the magnificent retreat campground it was an immeasurable lingering blessing (and hasn’t stopped being one).    I do not “attend” the church that hosted the retreat and yet I was as warmly welcomed as the others were and enjoyed the blessing of time spent with them—truly, sisters in Christ—something that transcends time and space.  Many of the women have been friends of mine for over eighteen years.  We had great teaching times, great times of singing, good food and lots of walking.  And while there were lots of tears, the laughter rivaled any time of laughter we ever had previous to now.  I think by Sunday afternoon my cheeks were hurting from laughing so much.  I finally realized how sweet it is to get old and have the blessing of history (and hindsight) with friends.  Many of us gathered and talked and laughed until very late (or early morning) each night.  It was truly a retreat.  I needed treatment or the re-treatment these friends give.  It was a place to spend time with women who obviously adore one another through thick and thin and… yes, many of us have been thick and thin together—some of us thicker and some of them thinner.  ;o)

I know a bit more of why we love to go to retreat.  We love it for all the benefits of being soaked in God’s Word and steeped in prayer and bathed in song and filled with laughter and then we long for it again the next year because we know we love and are loved there… it’s a sweet treat, a treatment—a retreat and re-treatment.  It was one of the sweetest times I’ve ever spent in my life and I’ll always love that I was able to experience the time with them.

  Retreat; re·treat (rĭ-trēt)

  • The act or process of withdrawing, especially from something
    hazardous, formidable, or unpleasant.
  • The process of going backward or receding from a position or
    condition gained.
  • A place affording peace, quiet, privacy, or security.
  • A period of seclusion, retirement, or solitude.
  • A period of group withdrawal for prayer, meditation, or study:
    a religious retreat.
  • Withdrawal of a military force from a dangerous position or from an enemy attack.

Because of Jesus I am so grateful, because of my whole family and these precious friends I am so blessed — and if I never had anything else — I’d still be the richest woman on earth. I’ll always be grateful for those sweet old friends.  And if that wasn’t enough… when I returned home, Wes came to pick me up and take me where the family was meeting with our home-church and it was again a sweet time of fellowship with new dear friends.  And then… as if that weren’t enough, a couple of old friends dropped by this morning (one who was part of that “old” group but wasn’t at the retreat) and we caught up on all the latest happenings in our families.  I don’t know if I’ve reached the saturation point, but I’m sure all filled up with joy!”

 

July 2004 Blog

July

July 23, 2004 Growing up in California made me a Californian—but, seriously it’s hard for me to think that now living in Washington makes me a Washingtonian—this is just home to me. But I don’t feel like a Washingtonian.

 

Now, yesterdays’ blog may have been confusing—as it sounded as if we were in California.  Since California’s not in the real world anyway, how can one be very sure about anything when discussing the country of California.  It’s sort of like the whole place is a cinema or something.  Well, maybe a sinema.   What with all the make-believe and the guhlie-men and the Terminator plays the governor—or would that be better stated reversed.   Oh, the remarkable and the hard to believe—it’s infinite and surreal.   I remember a few years back when my son glanced over at a driver in a red Dodge Viper convertible… at the Saddleback church in Lake Forrest.  I’ve always wondered if the man heard Michael’s exclamation: “Ahhhh… suffering for Jesus!”

I do need to make a stop in Sacramento or San Francisco or something, as it seems that when we got married , I neglected to go to the Social Security Admin.’s office to have my name changed.  Now, one would think that since we seem to have every piece of paper we have ever received/written, we would be able to find the necessary document for this name change—but no, of all the papers we could be missing, wouldn’t you know that it is our marriage license we’re missing.  So—this sudden discovery:  this wouldn’t be so ridiculous if we hadn’t filed taxes every year or if I hadn’t been employed in the early years, or that we were audited one year or at the very least, if we hadn’t sent in 11 forms for birth certificates and social security numbers for our children in addition to numerous other government documents over the years.  Anyway, it came up this year that that little task hadn’t been completed by the naive bride 26½ years ago—I had more important things on my mind—I was setting up an apartment in So. San Francisco… and it *was* in California, dontchaknow—besides, I had gone to the DMV—what more need I do, I must’ve thought.    Poor Wes, if it’s not one thing, it’s ten others.  The sunshine and the prospect of lots of it makes it worth it all, I s’pose…


July 22,2004
One of the things I love best about being in California is *great* mexican food!  My sister in law’s cooking and the sunny days—waking up in the morning, looking out and *not* wondering: uh, is it raining today?  No! wake up, look out, ah it’s… sunny!  But—it sure isn’t home anymore—it’s the most familiar place in the world to me—and I used to think I’d be happy to live there again—but it’s not anymore.

AI bizarre metamorphosis takes place when people go to california—and I’m not sure, but it seems that the heat makes money evaporate and it is so easy to assume a worldly mindset and brokenness over sin seems to nonexistent!  The trap of bigger-better-more.  All that said, I so love the refreshing sunshine, the wind and the water, and freeways(!) that drivers use for driving, beaches for sand castles, iced tea and laughter with the family, (and this is scriptural, now)  “Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content [especially if the state is california].” Phi 4:11 (KJV-ps translation).  Then the deep down comfort that it’s not home to me anymore and soon we’ll return to the beautiful Northwest: home-sweet-home!

Oh… and my sister in law’s cooking!  Dreaming of Carne Asada… and other things… Salsa and Dip Recipes: Salsa Fresca

Ohmy, the matter of Sandy Berger’s lapse in judgment is incredible!  Doesn’t it sort of just boggle the mind that a former national security advisor would “inadvertently” remove legal documents—and then admit that some documents were “inadvertently discarded.”  Hey, now don’t you feel safe with this level of competence in the upper echelon of government—past or present??   Makes you wonder what Clinton wrote in his recent biography, My Life.   What seems alarmingly sad is that Former president Clinton called the controversy a “non-story,” and then is quoted,  “I wish I knew who leaked it. It’s interesting timing,” he said.  No matter the seriousness of the incident, no matter that vital information was mishandled—and worse, why?!?  Pathetic that getting caught or concerns over another “conspiracy” is foremost in the mind of one of the most influential men in America.  But then, evasion seems to be his broadening preoccupation in life.

July 21, 2004 Go ahead… Skip today’s blog if you love cats. If there is one thing I hate (okay—hate is rather strong and so I will attempt to refrain from using this word to describe personal intolerance in the future) on this earth, I think for certain, it is cats.  I cannot count the ways in which they annoy me.  Additionally, and sadly (for me) my family loves these rodents—the more the merrier, in fact!  To further compound this pitiful situation: we have more kittens—lots more.

I’m pretty sure that Kittens/Cats/rodents are the gardener’s number one irritation—certainly, above weeds and thistles, even!  I will even concede that I prefer moles to cats and moles are absolutely disgusting to me.  So… cats.  I wouldn’t mind if outdoorsy types distributed this weeks copies of Food Chain Today newsletter to all our neighbors and let them know that dinner’s on the porch!  Okay—that’s a graphic as I ought to get here… this is a family page, after all.  (Levity… levity—and, to give you an idea of the irriatation, that annoying paw print pattern above—well, it’s almost as annoying as cats themselves!  Almost.)

My midwife is coming for a lunch/tea party today.  Our daughter-in-law will also be here, (as both friend and current “client”)  bringing tasty salads for our luncheon.  Now, this is going to be the first time we’ll be getting together for simply visiting.  Since I am still in a mid-wife crisis (as it seems I’ll never be preparing for the next series of monthly, then weekly visits to see her), this will be an odd new occurrence.  It would be a shock to me now were I to be in need of midwifery care again—though for nearly 26 years, this has pretty much been my biennial expectation and condition!  So… the mid-wife crisis continues.  Last night all the remaining baby blankets were put away, along with some other items that will no longer have a prominent place in our room.  One benefit about having children spanning this many years, though—I’ll never fret over what to do with an empty nest.

July 20, 2004 A few days ago I wrote about that article by  Annie Jacobsen of the Women’s WallStreet.   I knew that incident warranted a bit more attention than the story was receiving—I mean, surely since I posted it on my blog (O, that was just for hype since I wrote about blogging yesterday and it not being for personal gain or spotlight or aggrandizement)!  So, the story’s made its way to the talk shows and national TV.   Now, Annie’s written some more about this past week, her experience and what’s transpired in the meantime.

Pictures remind us of why this is an important story.  Airplanes-turned-bombs(!!) were flown into huge office buildings—think of the absolute precision, the spot-on accuracy and perfect self-control required to pull off such a feat.   Think of the dastardly evil intentions and masterminding that took place months—years prior to that day.  Some pictures are worth a million words—and not a dime or a billion dollars could be assigned to their value.  This one, “Falling Man” by Richard Drew, is one such photograph.   Why are the lessons from that day so difficult to grasp?

While watching a “Gaither Homecoming Video” the other night, one of the children called out, “There’s Guy Penrod!” and little Ami quickly come back with: “Na-awww, that is Jesus!”  So, when our family recovered, they continued watching and singing along with the video.

I had the nicest note from Roger Bennett of Legacy-5. O, what an incredible journey-to-health he is traveling.  I had written to encourage him and to thank him for journaling this passage in his life.  His faith and gracious, grace-filled outlook is so refreshing.

July 19, 2004 Why blog?  Community… sharing ideas, encouraging others—it’s sure not a “for personal gain” type deal!  I was reading some dialogue between a few who were debating the issue of blogging and why people blog.  Apparently Doug Wilson had negatively commented on blogging—about bloggers in general.  His comments triggered others to react with their own pretentious pontification—then, they just like one they’re criticizing.

Some mock the “faux intimacy” of the net —[and I am *strictly* talking of straightforward-honest-aboveboard-moral communications here] — and yet we have seen legitimate friendships form “over the net” and become legit face to face friendships.  One such friendship formed several years ago over the net with one in Iowa (then to Colorado) with a few face-to-face visits has led to these same friends literally moving here this week to fellowship with us here in Washington.  That’s where I see the huge benefit of the net, of blogging, and the ease of communication.   Friendship—genuine friendship.  I know of a couple of sweet marriages that had their beginnings on the net.  Amazing.  ‘Course… you know, I *still* have this *HUGE* caution against ANY illicit communication and boy, is there a FINE LINE!  A very fine line!

Oh, what trouble is brought on by the tongue!  If Cheney’s comment to a senator on the Senate floor wasn’t bad enough (and it was—but is a comment made by millions every day, I suppose), Now Arnold Schwarzenneger’s gotten himself into a tangle by a comment he made about legislators who were acting like girlie-men.  It’s sure amazing how petty everyone’s gotten and yet wouldn’t/don’t scrutinize their own words with the same analysis or without bias.  We were reading in our family Bible time—a continuation of the passage the children read yesterday in Proverbs.  The tongue, no man can tame.  The mouth of a righteous man is a well of life: but violence covereth the mouth of the wicked.” And righteousness: “In the lips of him that hath understanding wisdom is found…”  (these form Proverbs 10)

We listen to Washington Mutual commercials on the radio… and smile… wamoola.  Our son works for WaMu in Seattle and alerts us to new Wamu commercials/films. Our favourites are “Debra” and “Jenn”  (films are sometimes slow loading). These have added material for the many conversations around our home… as they often contain old “movie” lines; so, now, we’re often quoting Jenn… and gesturing:  “…. no.”

July 18, 2004

This is the day which the LORD hath made;
we will rejoice and be glad in it.

Psalms 118.24

We praise the LORD for His faithful watchcare and provision and protection over our daughter, our friend, Sean and Jim & Kelli and their family caravanning home to Washington over the last three days—arriving home Saturday night!  Today will be filled with many activities, adjustments, unloading and settling in.  We’re thankful for all the ways in which the LORD demonstrated His mercy and graciousness to them and His “going before” to meet all their needs.  I was amazed at their good timing—especially knowing the very slow  speed they’d have to have over the different ranges and mountain passes.  I’m still marveling…  and smiling.  Kathryn became very proficient using (I believe this is the particular one they used) the mapping software —which, I am discovering, is pretty incredible!

I’ve been wondering about that flight… and some other things about air transportation.  Apparently, all passengers must remove their shoes—except those wearing orthopedic shoes, in which case, the passenger’s shoes need not be removed during screening.   So… you think terrorists know this?  :-s   So… those 14 Syrians had been hired as musicians to play at a casino in the desert.  It’d be pretty easy to find out if they really did play there—I mean if they discovered that the men originally flew on one-way tickets, and returned on one-way tickets, that’d be pretty easy to discover—and what exactly was in the McDonalds bag.  The writer gave a plausible explanation—bomb building materials—or practice materials or whatever could be used to turn a plane into a bomb that could kill a whole lotta people.  But then, how about this: perhaps too much of what’s in McDonald’s bags kill people—but it’s a relatively slow death.  I wonder if they said yes to: do you want that super-sized?

July 17, 2004 This article might make you think twice about your next airline flight!  I listened to part of an interview between Annie Jacobsen and John Carlson and was impressed by her candor and congenial manner.  While she could’ve exhibited, in a tirade, anger or fear about her flight, she calmly describe the circumstances she witnessed and shared her thoughts on the whole situation.  After reading her article, I knew she had good reason to to be alarmed, good reason to report her experience to the authorities and she has very good reason to be suspicious in the future.  It’s a chilling article about just what goes on in the skies and the potential for terror on that or any other day.  There are several such stories—hard to know what to believe anymore—what’s true, what’s conspiracy, what’s political, what’s a lie.  Now, I imagine that there are many who would be tempted to think that Annie’s story is just one more in the plethora of stories or individuals advancing the fear and hysteria or fueling the racial strains or promoting racial profiling.  But I’m just wondering… given what we know, post 9/11, given what she described: what would I have thought?  How would I have reacted to the circumstances?  How would you have reacted?

I guess we’ll just have to see how all this plays out.  One thing I do know, and on this I place all my hope, all my trust and all my faith: The Lord is on the Throne, the King of the Universe is my LORD and Saviour: nothing escapes His gaze and nothing happens without His permission—everything sifts through His fingers.  I believe God would not have us to live in a spirit of fear—if we love Him, we will obey Him and as it says in 1John 4.18 “There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.

Well, it seems that Boeing‘s going to add a whole bunch of jobs… my fatalist side says: great, more jobs=double the future lay-offs; double the strike potential.  My optimistic side says: great, more jobs equals more spending in this region, more services, more resulting jobs, more apartments———–Uh-Oh——wait: more t-r-a-f-f-i-c.  Lots more TRAFFIC!

And while we’re perusing the news… Tim Berners-Lee has been knighted by Queen Elizabeth II.  He was knighted in recognition for the far reaching phenomena and benefit of the Internet through his invention World Wide Web.  I wonder what life would be like today without the internet—surely communication, knowledge and productivity would be nothing compared to what it is today—However, one industry, to be sure, would not have flourished as it has and that’s the pornography mill—the dark side of the internet with its intricate pipeline and instant ability to pump sewage into every home equipped with on-line computers with just a simple click of a button—and in many cases, no click is needed as multiple screens cascade before the viewer’s eyes.  Weakening resolve, desensitizing the conscience and plunging to immorality to new depths as never before.  Internet pornography is daily destroying men’s lives, their families, their wives, women’s lives and homes, children’s futures—Pornography is no respecter of persons—it matters not:  gain or loss, poverty, wealth, appearance, talent, knowledge, ability—none of these things matter in internet pornography.  It’s a ravenous monster leaving an enormous swath of destruction all over the world and only death in its wake.  Kin to this dark side is the ability to communicate “incognito” and carry on illicit relationships shrouded in seeming secrecy.  The damage done from both pornography and internet relationships is inestimable and the consequences are fathomless.  The proliferation has made the p-rnography industry an enormous multi-billion dollar business.   The big lie: children are resilient and they get along fine when families are destroyed as a sure consequence of internet pornography and cyber affairs.

But determination and resolve to yield to God —only— can allow for the good of the internet, the benefit of information, the value of communication and the blessing of friendship.  Today, in fact, we will welcome home our friends—our friends who are moving here to start a new life, a new life in a fellowship of believers, a new chapter—in part, because my friend Kelli subscribed years ago to a daily Bible study I used to send over the internet.  It’s amazing what God will use to draw us to Himself and to draw believers together as family.  There is “great gain” to be found on the Internet, to be sure.

Run filters.  Use “pop-up” smashers.  Guard and guide your children’s internet use!   PLEASE, Do not give in to the temptations present every day on the net because like a net you’ll be scooped up and entangled (snap!) just like that!

July 16, 2004 I was trying to locate a good map of Idaho—found a good source here at: worldatlas.com.   We had a great chance to talk to our daughter last night; she called from Wyoming where they’d decided to stop for the night.  The little caravan is doing well—nearly washed away in buckets of rain, but made good time the rest of the way to Buffalo—the town—we’re praying they don’t have any encounters with buffalo or deer or any other problems.  [I just had a reader send a note regarding the advertising on or generated at this site–worldatlas.com—I run such tight filters that I didn’t notice ANY advertising —so, this is FYIbeware of advertising if you do not have tight “security” filters and/or pop-up ad  smashers /filters on your computer.]

Well, it looks like Martha Stewart faces 5 months in federal prison and 5 months of house-arrest and a few large bills for conspiracy, making false statements and obstruction of agency proceedings; this, from the “suspicious” sale of stock in ImClone, a biotech company.  she reportedly said to the judge, before her sentencing, “I ask that when you judge me, you remember all the good I’ve done.”   Pending an appeal, it might be a year before she has to actually “do the time” for this “crime.”

I couldn’t help but make comparisons to That Day… in That Day, many will be saying “…when you judge me… remember all the good I’ve done.”

Titus 3.5 Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to his mercy he saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost;

Well, it sure seems to be a boggled mess on the US presidential campaign trail.  It’s becoming more and more like a gigantic web.  Actually, it’s probably more like another gigantic web of innuendos, double-speak, half truths, out-n-out lies and a whole lotta gibberish alongside all the other enormous webs of political deceit and destruction.  I marvel at the comments made on *both* sides of the political river.  One candidate argues that there needs be *change* in Washington—mygoodness, that’s where he’s *lived* for a gazillion years! (I get these extreme exaggeration techniques from them!)  Then another one said at one time he’d *never* accept the offer to be the running mate and boy, is he running now!  Running on a platform that’s a shifty as a deck out on the Pacific.  Then we’ve got those who *seem* to have it together… well, it sure seems interesting.

Speaking of webs… Consider this as a possible definition of faith:
The spider spins a web
and yet begins with no thread.

More in the:  Hhmmmmm… category:  Obesity may now be considered a “disease.”  According to this article, “The question isn’t whether obesity is a disease or a risk factor,” said Medicare administrator Mark McClellan. “What matters is whether there’s scientific evidence that an obesity-related medical treatment improves health,” he said.   Treatment… *successful treatment* will improve health, but whether treatments are successful depends on people’s determination, not government programs or insurance’s increased coverage of so-called- treatments.  I’ll tell ya this: I know of one very very successful treatment: elimination of white food!  O, but the mind!  The will to abstain from all those things… and then doing it!

July 15, 2004 The Northwest trek begins today.  Only this time, we’re not going to be tracking Kathryn’s flight on the computer screen.  We’ll be “prayin’  ’em home” as they drive. A van pulling a trailer, the blazer pulling a trailer and a small truck—forming a relatively slow-speed caravan to their new home—a new life—a new adventure—here in the Northwest.  Bittersweet; I’m sure, for them today as they say good-bye to family and friends.  The friends here are so looking forward to their arrival and to what the LORD is doing and will do in and through them.  Lately I’ve been thinking that Jim’s doing something other men only dream of doing: gathering his family, pulling up stakes and settling in a brand new area with lots of prospects, lots of potential with nothing “concrete” but a safe-solid place to land and a bunch of “brothers” cheering him on.  We say, praise the Lord.

I’d rather see a sermon than hear one any day;
I’d rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way.
 

Edgar Guest

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This is a local weather cam… interesting!  This is for you, Kathryn!

Well… looks like the debate is going to linger on.  With nearly a 50/50 split, the Senate blocked the passage of the Marriage Amendment. In a roll call vote, the measure was defeated 50-48. Interesting that the two who missed the vote were Kerry & Edwards.  Either they’re cowards or they demonstrated their disregard for the family and marriage.  This way, in their bid for election, they’ve got nothing to answer to—except their absence on an important measure.  It seems that Santorum “got it” when attempting to defend the measure: “It’s not about hate, it’s not about gay bashing,” Santorum continued. “It’s simply about what’s doing the right thing for the basic glue that holds society together.” This measure is about the preservation of marriage *not* “gay” bashing or whatever other group seeking to redefine marriage.  Pretty soon… as my friend wrote some time back, people will want to marry their pet or many pets or whatever.  The explosion of immoral behaviour will likely be stunning.  In the same article, I was amazed at the comment by Nancy Pelosi: “…regardless of how members feel on the issue, Congress is “wasting the public’s time when we have important business to deal with.” More important business to deal with?  When judges are making a mockery of the judicial process and are sidestepping rulings and when the moral fabric of our nation is decaying… more important business to deal with?  Ah, right.  This, I say tongue in cheek: Ms. Pelosi did say that the vote “is a procedural vote one where the vote of Senator Edwards will not make a difference.” Wonder if she’ll regret saying that?

I received in reply to my letter, as I expected, a form letter from the office of Maria Cantwell, one of our Senators here in Washington State.  Her reply, in part: “… I oppose a constitutional amendment banning gay marriage because I believe it is wrong to amend our Constitution to limit the rights of any Americans. Further, I believe that marriage laws should continue to be decided at the state level.”  The irony of this is that no matter what’s decided at the state level,  judicial tyranny and the proliferation of rogue judges, make laws effectual and escalates the decline of morality under which our society is already collapsing.

I knew, as there is no true Republican or conservative representation in this state, that our voice wouldn’t be heard or represented.  Still, I wrote her a letter explaining the far reaching effects of the demise of the family—-I don’t that federal laws and God’s divine institutions are mutually exclusive; there are, I believe, dire consequences to laws that are counter to His design and the effects of poor legislation will be devastating to our culture.

July 14, 2004 The day draws nigh for the vote on the Federal Marriage Amendment by the Senate. It’s interesting how many angles are being played on this one.  I think it’s important for our Constitution to reflect this addition because of the times in the history of our country where there was room for debate over what constitutes marriage.  The implications of so called “gay” marriage are astronomical!  But this isn’t about “gay marriage,” it’s about marriage. The Bible gives a very clear, a very concise and a very precise definition of marriage and therefore anything deviation is not marriage.  Civil Unions are not marriages—yet the ramifications to such legal “unions” would/will have devastating and eternal consequences.   It seems that support for the Amendment is not as strong as required for its passage—Senators are giving absurd rationale for their opposition.  The issue’s generated all sorts of articles, commentaries and news links.   And… the consequences are already coming to pass in so called “gay-marriage” as a couple, married in May, have filed for divorce.   How careless, selfish, egocentric and shortsighted are all who would defy God’s design.  O, God save our pitiful souls.


M
y mom sends me catalogues and online links to garden supply & seeds/plant companies—one such is Gardener’s Supply Company.   I love looking at the ideas—it’s always encouraging to me to see what *can* be done in the yard—but sometimes discouraging to me is the revelation of what’s *not* being done or how things really don’t look all that healthy here in the yard—or that our quasi landscaping job is sorely lacking!  We have different friends whose yards are like lush parks and one has roses that could take first prize year after year.   But, for me, tending the garden the LORD’s given me is my first priority… the little plants are growing and that’s what’s most important right now.  I try to give them all the tender-loving-care they need.  I try to read to them, talk to them, listen, prune back any waywardness, keep them clean and well watered and of course, well fed!  Speaking of which—it’s mealtime and the little plants are starving!

Missing Kathryn…

July 13, 2004 Steve Sconce got off all right yesterday from Sea-Tac… but not without first spending some last hours here packing, dumping, resorting and repacking with the Rogne’s (missionaries who will join the Sconce’s in PNG next month!) and saying farewell for now to friends and then, to his sweet surprise, his parents, who drove from Eastern Washington to say good-bye to their son who will return to PNG via London, HongKong and Australia!  It will be another week before he actually sees his own family there. With many “one last thing’s” added to his carry-on, a violin and a backpack and two large and heavy Rubbermaid Bins duct-taped shut, he made his way though “Check-in” and down the concourse at Sea-Tac.  These “good-byes-for-now” are always hard.  My surprise couldn’t have been greater when I picked up the phone here at home to greet the caller… to hear Crystal’s voice (in PNG)!  Then, O, the blessing of technology: to call Wes (had already left the airport) who called Steve’s brother’s cell-phone and to have them call Crystal back in PNG!!  O! Technology!   Wes had the number in his call log… remembered having received the call the other day and associated it with Steve’s brother Matt.  How grateful we are for the good things the LORD has allowed us to have—the good that can be done with His provisions!    Even in all this, there is a measure of sadness.  One Day, there will be no more tears, no more sorrow and the LORD will wipe all the sadness from our eyes… In the Day… What a Day… what a Glorious Day that will be.

A lot of comings and going’s!  We’re so missing our Kathryn, but we’re so grateful for her opportunity to go help friends pack their home in preparation to move here to the Northwest.  They’ll be driving this way starting Thursday.  Another friend is flying down to drive with the family, one of the vehicles/trailer back here.   It’ll likely take three days!  Upon their arrival, there will be many to help unload and get them settled in.

The Federal Marriage Amendment comes up for a vote tomorrow or the next day.  It is, in reality, just a exercise in futility.  For with the inclusion of doublespeak, the Amendment is weak and written in such a manner as to be interpreted any number of ways—especially with the presentation of two versions of the Amendment being presented.   That oughtta send up some red flags!  Arrogance of [for] power eliminated genuine purpose.  I suppose not all politicians are disingenuous, nor are all intending to speak in such a misleading manner to gain position or notoriety in Congress.  It’s a mockery and to be sure, a complete disconnect with morality to say one thing (fully intending allowing for another) and to appear genuinely concerned for the state of marriage and the future of our society and to yet propose alternatives to such an important piece of legislation reveals the double standard.  This doublespeak is really indicative of the true position of each who endorse both marriage *and* civil unions which has gained some popularity in the wake of Kerry’s national campaign.  Senator Sam Brownback seems to have an inkling of the importance of marriage–of family.

But it is God who sets up Kings and brings down nations and it is God who designed and instituted marriage between one man and one woman.   He does not recognize or sanctify man’s deviation from His design.  So, in reality, no matter what is accomplished in the Senate, no matter what is done to counter the action, no matter what is said or implied, no matter how many words are exchanged in debate over this “issue,”  nothing will change what God has said and/or originally instituted.  Nothing will stand against the preparation of the LORD.

This land is my land… This land is your land…  If regulations and building permits and installation permits and licenses and permits and insurance and permits and taxes and permits and fees and permits don’t kill home”owners”,  then bewilderment just might!  And their exasperation—if it doesn’t lead to total apathy—just might lead sane men to commit insane acts!  In King county (Seattle & vicinity) there is talk, of a new law, known as the “65-10 Rule” being proposed by the county to call “…for landowners to set aside 65 percent of their property and keep it in its natural, vegetative state. According to the rule, nothing can be built on this land, and if a tree is cut down, for example, it must be replanted. Building anything is out of the question…”

So, then… if one is to buy a piece of land and then of that piece of land to have use of only a portion, perhaps the magnanimous thing to do is to pay property tax on the inhabited portion and allow the other portion of the exploited home”owners” land to just freely exist.

It’s a thrill to participate in the lives of believers who allow a “coming alongside” and an openness for fellowship.  So much of life is artificial—pretense and show.  But just because that’s normal doesn’t mean we need to live or be like that.  It takes courage to risk transparency and it takes boldness to challenge it in others—but more, it takes a willingness to expend the required energy and loyalty is not without cost.  In our indifferent culture, that sort of behavior is intimidating and puts people off.  Now, I’ve never been skydiving though I watch skydivers every day.  And sometimes I think that loving people is like jumping out of a plane and risking the consequences of that jump: it’ll either be graceful with a smooth landing or treacherous with a crash landing.  The outcomes depend on who’s packed the parachute and who’s guided the flight, the jump and the timing of the opening of the chute.

July 12, 2004 Our daughter flew to Colorado to help friends pack and move here to the Northwest.  Our home fellowship has been so encouraged by their desire to be obedient to the LORD, for their huge step of faith to move here—and to trust the LORD completely for His provision of home, employment, etc., etc.   What’s been interesting is Jim’s comments that they’ve moved (in the past) for job relocations and for family but never for genuine fellowship—to live near believers with whom they want to share their lives.  There have been so many ways in which the LORD has obviously worked and provided.  I suppose this is one of the reasons we wanted to send Kathryn down to help them.  Additionally, another friend is flying down to drive one of their vehicles/trailers up here.  This has been another great blessing to us all as we’ve watched this gracious act of mercy and kindness—as a response to our friend’s step leap of faith!

July 10, 2004 We sure had a wonderful time with the friends and family gathered here last night for the 8th annual “KlaHaYa Days party” here in our yard.  Every year is a delight to us as we see people talking and laughing together—many who only see one another a few times a year!  This annual gathering always seems to have a new thread running alongside the old and familiar.  The Lord’s be very very gracious to us and we’re extremely aware of His merciful kindness to and on us.  O—without the LORD… where would we be today?  I shudder to think!  We did miss friends who weren’t able to be with us—and of course, many asked about the ones not here or how were things with this or that family.  It’s a sweet time of both looking forward and reminiscing.   We had a bit of a damper on the party—literally!  It sprinkled for a bit and we earnestly prayed for a clearing and the LORD saw fit, I suppose, to grant that request—because it was a very very pleasant evening after that!

Our special guest was not with us as he’d made plans and there was a conflict with the timing.  So—I am sorry that the friends and family didn’t get the opportunity to hear from Steve about the work in Papua New Guinea.  We *did* have some more things brought for the gathering of gifts to give him to take back to PNG.  I believe we’ve now gathered every single thing on the list.  I’m so grateful to the LORD and to each one for their generosity.  I do know that the family will be so thrilled and so thankful for the blessings of all these things.  Laura sewed 4 dresses and other friends added things that were needed and some gave money which I used to buy the items on the list and the *used* champion juicer is just great!  We will be giving him all the items and he’ll carry them in 2 Rubbermaid bins — the bins themselves will be useful to them there in PNG!

For her graduation celebration,
Kathryn received the original Magnetic Poetry
from her Grandmother and Poppy
Daniel celebrates his 25th birthday

commemorating Kathryn’s graduation has been quite significant to us and we’ve sure been grateful to those who’ve joined us in celebrating this event.  My mother is exceedingly proud of Kathryn and, I suppose, rightfully so; she’s been surely her most devoted fan since Kathryn’s infancy.  Since Kathryn loves to read, loves words—poetry, writing, etc., etc. my mom bought her magnetic poetry for graduation and she added other word sets in order that Kathryn might more fully enjoy it.

Much more to write… little time to write it!

There’s much that could be written about these days in our family—in our country—in the world… but wisdom tells me that when one is emotional *and* tired, the better part is the choosing to reflect rather than account for any or all of these or to emotionally pontificate on things that are relatively unimportant in the larger scheme of things.   I just continue to reflect on the multitude of thoughts that come from this verse:   (Acts 20.24)  But none of these things move me, neither count I my life dear unto myself, so that I might finish my course with joy, and the ministry, which I have received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of God.

July 9, 2004 The KlaHaYa Days are here in our little town!  We’ve been getting ready and are so looking forward to having a gathering here.  We’re looking forward to the guests and the fellowship… honouring Kathryn for her graduation and really, just being able to spend time with family and with old and new friends—plus, taking lots of pics! 😉   We’ll sure miss the special friends who cannot be with us this year.  I’m sorry for the others who won’t be able to see them, too and for Kathryn who looked forward to sharing the time with them.  Ah.. how our years are sprinkled with disappointments!  O, how they cause us to grow and to consider the times we *do* have.  I sure know that when disappointments come we really feel stretched and tend to question everything.  But God.  But God, who is rich in mercy…  So we really attempt to value the time—redeem the time, because not only are the days evil as the Word says, they’re short, too!

On the horizon… the vote on the Federal Marriage Amendment is set for July 12.   Some argue that the government has no business dealing in the matters of marriage and family choice or it’s not a matter that ought to be up for debate or public opinion.  Interesting all the trouble brewing over the same-sex marriages and yet we know this is nothing new.  At the inception of the Republican Party in America in 1856 one of the planks in the platform read:
“Resolved: That the Constitution confers upon Congress sovereign powers over the Territories of the United States for their government; and that in the exercise of this power, it is both the right and the imperative duty of Congress to prohibit in the Territories those twin relics of barbarism–Polygamy, and Slavery.”   I wonder what today’s twin relics would be?

I’m thinking we’ve got parallel situations today—our country sure has veered off course and what is being demanded (in ss marriage/family/rights/etc), is in my opinion, is as bad or worse.  In all of this I continue to remember something I shared a few months back—First: God is sovereign and second: Marriage is ordained by God and no matter what people believe about what they’re doing, it’s either right in God’s eyes or it is *not* right in God’s eyes.   His Word is clear and His establishment from the beginning is unmistakably obvious.

YAKIMA Jude Doty has spent the past 15 years whittling his life philosophy down to a motto: home birth, home school and home business. To live by those words, he says, is his right. To fight for them is fundamental….  It’s an incredible story—especially in light of the fact that many homeschooling families home educate so that there will be the freedom to apprentice or train their children in the way they should go… and the way often includes: work.  Real work.  I’m not thinking that some of the ways this dad’s going about the work are necessarily right and were I to be in his position, I think I’d sure pull in on some of the safety issues—but, nonetheless, I’d still fight for the right to train up the boys how I see the Lord leading and I’d sure be very firm in the conviction to do so.

July 7, 2004 Every now and then there’s a work or a ministry or a person we’re led to support or recommend.  We do this as the LORD leads and share as the LORD prompts us to.  A woman I’ve come to respect and admire is Nancy Campbell and the ministry of Above Rubies.  It’s interesting that I  came to read about her a number of years after the fall of a most favourite magazine, Gentle Spirit.  I wondered if there’d ever be another “gentle spirit” mag or something near enough to it!  I think between the Above Rubies magazine and the Crowned with Silver magazine, there’s a real close similarity to the old GS.  O, Crowned with Silver is sure a good publication (and site) and what a blessing it is for women just starting out on the road of motherhood.  With all the contradictions being thrown at mothers today—all the attempts to destroy the calling and the home, these magazines are such a gift to wives and mothers!  I so encourage the support of these magazines and the ministry of Nancy Campbell.  I don’t think anyone can deliver a message to women quite like Nancy!  Sweet words!  O, that sisters would get a hold of the truths of the Word.

It’s a risky thing to hold an opposing view to a popular trend or practice, but riskier is to voice the view.  It’s nothing, really, to hold strong opinions or beliefs—unless they become or begin with conviction; then, there is nothing one can do to hide or suppress deep convictions.  Deep convictions dictate behaviour and behaviour is noticeable—especially if the convictions have passion behind them—and more, when the LORD has done a work!!

In the body of Christ there are so many factions and divisions.  So many forms and traditions.  Sometimes it seems what’s happening is not remotely close to the patterns given in the Bible for believers to follow—to emulate.  Lately, I’ve mulled over and over what it is to be a Christ follower; what is it to walk with God?  Is it or can it be defined by an organization or denomination or a hobby or a club or even a culture?  No—it cannot be, it mustn’t be!   Walking with God is a daily decision to yield to Him, to deny self, to listen to His Voice and to obey Him.  He is not a man that He could lie—and because He is Truth, He is fully trustworthy and utterly faithful—He absolutely cannot fail.  But He is so often missed in the ordering of the day, the schedule or the program—Christ, our Head, is often the last thought to the planning or the decisions.  It seems that to stop and consult Him might perhaps throw off the course (perish the thought!) and sadly, it seems that were one to mention Jesus, then perhaps the stifling effect would ruin the production or the program—thus, to truly be a disciple of Christ, one has to decide: go with the flow?  go with the status quo? go with the crowd, the trend, the program?  Or, walk with Jesus.  Period.  Wherever He leads, whatever He says, whenever He calls, however He does it: just walk with Him.  It’s just Jesus.  All the weights of the bag are His.

But what about a purpose?  Well, what about a purpose?  Is it possible to walk with Christ everyday without walls, without structures, without programs, without institutions, without a guidebook—with only the Bible as the guide?

I think so.

Must one be ‘purpose driven’ in order to walk with Christ?  Or does being ‘purpose driven’ take you somewhere else?   It’s awkward to hold a view that’s contrary to trends and traditions—but it sure is refreshing!  And contrary to what the enemy attempts to convince, there are many believers who’ve come to the very same conclusion and that is that the Church has sure departed from the original intent for the life of the body of Christ.  When a man or a woman walks with Jesus—that must be all that matters.  All the contentions, all the divisions are surely not of the LORD—but they are of the enemy—the same enemy who attempts to keep Christians busy, busy, busy—divided, divided, divided—isolated, narrow and exclusive.  This is not how the body of Christ ought to be— not at all.  I understand why there is division—I used to promote it myself!  I understand why there’s suspicion and skepticism—I used to be suspicious or skeptical of anyone who held positions that differed from mine.  I didn’t start out that way, I grew into that pattern of thinking.  I was not so much rooted and grounded in the Word as I was rooted and grounded in the church—read: institution.   So rooted and grounded that original thought or personalized revelation of/from the Word didn’t exist.

Now, lest you think I am now ragging on the institution—I am not—truly I am not—I am simply attempting to shed light on the fallacy that the institution *is* the church.  The *body* is the church.  The building is not the church and what goes on there isn’t church.  The building is a nice place for a bunch of people to congregate, yes, but it doesn’t necessarily mean that the congregation will function or is functioning as a body there—they will *be* there, yes and that may be all.  The body, to be a body, must function and mere association does not mean *living* as a body anymore than going to a dinner table means eating a dinner meal.  There is so much the “church” is settling for… by default.  By default, traditions have replaced the original plan and intent—and by default, traditions are keeping generations of believers from truly experiencing the exchanged life—the joy of living daily in the light of the Word, with Christ as the Head and in genuine fellowship with believers.

I am coming to realize many things about walking with Christ…  You know, walking with Christ has nothing to do with “form” and who or what we know.  Take for example the first question asked when you discover a person is a “Christian.”  Oh? Where do you go to church? And if/when they give a favorable answer: First ________ whatever or First Street Community Church or whatever, that’s an acceptable answer and often is *enough* of an answer for us to just be satisfied and end our line of questioning and often the entire conversation!   But… what about asking a person what the LORD’s doing in their life or How’s He been working in/through them lately or where are they reading in the Word and what’s God saying to them in it?  Now… that might be too personal—but is it?  Really?   It ought not be for people who love the LORD and are part of the *same* body of Christ.  We are all His children if He is our LORD.  Why the offence at the questions, then?  If we know Him—we want to talk about Him and *all the more* if it’s with a brother or sister!!  But the walls preclude that and the walls divide and separate the body.  Oh—this ought not be so!

There are so many deceptions, so many diversions and misconceptions in the church.  Sad… nearly nineteen hundred years of sliding away from the original pattern to patterns that are now exactly opposite of the original design. What is accepted and expected is so opposite of the original design and the marvelous blessing the LORD had (has) planned for His children!

July 6, 2004 The fireworks are still lighting up the skies around our home, the thick smoke creating a hazy skyline. It was a blessing to hear the different tributes to soldiers continuing to risk and lay down their lives for freedom—for the pursuit of life, liberty and happiness.  As I was searching for “Independence Day” traditions, I came across this site: American Family Traditions (fyi: this is *not* a Christian site* —new age—) and read some interesting information regarding some of our countries’ historic documents.  Well, on that site there are numerous descriptions of aspects of American life—not through a believer’s lens, but a picture, nonetheless.  An ever present theme is freedom!

The Freedom Tower is set to begin construction in New York.   The planned tower (the first of possibly five towers) is brimming with symbolism and commemorative effects in its design. The cornerstone, made of “garnet-flecked” granite from the Adirondack Mountains, is inscribed: “To honor and remember those who lost their lives on September 11, 2001 and as a tribute to the enduring spirit of freedom. July Fourth, 2004.”

Freedom… it is for Freedom that Christ died for us—John 8.32: And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.   Galatians 5.1: Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage.”

Judicial Forum has a section called “Morality Check,” and what a *reality* check it is!  This, from them on some current happenings in California and the continued erosion of the well established—since time immemorial—from the foundation of the world.  The non birth mother could claim co-parent status if the parent was presumed or viewed to be the father.  Okay—but, this woman is surely not the father.  Worse, there is a battle over the custody of the child because the two women are no longer partners.  All this twisted logic is made possible by the Uniform Parentage Act of California.  But in a cursory reading of the “Act,” it sure looked clear to me that references to “fathers were all *male* definitions.  Oh, the LORD gave us the uniform parentage act from the beginning of creation.  Men created to be men, women created to be women—that they should leave their father and mother and be joined together.  A very simple plan—a very very good plan—that the enemy through man[kind] has determined to confuse and destroy.

more later…

July 5, 2004 The Federal Marriage amendment… it’ll probably not be surprising to you who’ll vote in opposition to the amendment, but you may be surprised to see who’s undecided.  Here’s a list.  There are many under the “big tent” endorsing the amendment—this, to me, isn’t a “religious” appeal, it’s failure would truly have a cultural consequence or redefinition of our society—and with the destruction of marriage and family, this society and nation *will* fall.

July 4, 2004 Happy 4th of July!   It’s Independence Day in America!

I have been receiving this by email and wanted to share it with you in case you haven’t seen it!    The 2004 Floral Flag is 740 feet long and 390 feet wide and maintains  the proper Flag dimensions as described in Executive Order #10834.  This Flag is 6.65 acres and is the first Floral Flag to be planted with 5 pointed  Stars comprised of White Larkspur. Each Star is 24 feet in diameter;  Each Stripe is 30 feet wide. This Flag is estimated to contain more than 400,000 Larkspur plants with 4-5 flower stems each for a total of more than 2 million flowers. You can drive by this flag on V Street south of Ocean Avenue in Lompoc, California, approximately 2.5 hours north of Los Angeles.  The field where the flag is planted is part of a 9+ mile stretch of flower fields that go all the way to the ocean. The flowers are grown by seed companies. It’s a beautiful place close to Vandenberg Air Force Base.


Well, I didn’t receive any calls from the above seed companies or growers.  I guess my wild flowers were not quite up to par since one of the little guys thought they all looked like weeds!   And you know the rest of the story!  Guess *this* garden won’t soon be photographed from the planes that continually fly over our yard.  So, you’ll not be receiving emails from around the world boasting pics of the most spectacular garden of 2004 (or any other year, for that matter!).  We do try—and the weeds do try us, too!  So far, the raspberries are the only things producing a volume worth mentioning.  We continue working in the garden, digging around and attempting to stay on top of things.  We did find a buried shovel.  Guess hope springs eternal!  If we can’t grow vegetables, maybe we can grow tools!   Heaven knows we need some more tools!  I mean if we’re going to be digging stuff up… especially whole rows of wild flowers, then, let’s get a tool in every boy’s hand—odds are they’ll eventually get even the real weeds!
ami and her nephew  😉

America… the home of the free because of the brave.

July 3, 2004 We have been trying to get the garden in order, get the weeds under control and work a bit further on more “permanent” raised beds.  So, I had the boys use cedar posts to fix an herb bed to contain the weeds… the uh… herban sprawl.  So, now the 4′ x 16′ “box” is in and I need to transfer the weeds—or rather, the herbs, to it.  One of my little boys helped me, too!  He pulled all the weeds out of the long row where the wild flowers (not yet in bloom) are were planted.  Now the row is all clean.  Really… all clean!

 

My son Timothy sent this to me:

He was looking forward to this moment all day long, after 6 days of labor and it finally arrived—Visiting Day!! The man with the keys arrived to swing open the large, heavy doors. The cold gray hall springs to life in the warm glow of light. He could hardly control his emotions. The families began to arrive. He peers from the corner of the room longing for the 1st glimpse of his loved one. He lives for the weekends. He lives for these visits.

As the cars arrive, he watches intently. Then, finally, she arrives–his bride, for whom he would do anything. They embrace, eat a light lunch and reminisce how things used to be. At one point, they break into singing, with interruptions of laughter and applause.

But all to soon it is over. A tear comes to his eyes as his bride departs. Then the man with the keys closes the heavy doors. He hears the key turn in the lock marking the end of a special day. There he stands, alone again. He knows that most of his visitors will not contact him again till next week. As the last car pulls away from the parking lot, the Creator of the universe retreats into loneliness as He waits until next Sunday–Visiting Day.

So much to read… so much to write.  O, for time… sweet time.

July 2, 2004 I received a note from Vision Forum about the upcoming National Center for Family Integrated Churches Conference: Uniting Church and Family.  I got to thinking… Church and Family—these are not mutually exclusive—the church *is* a family!  We’re coming to see the reality of this more and more as we live with, or “walk with” other believers in Jesus.  A family is related by a common father.  The family of God has God as its Father—in a Christian home, a little church, the head of the family is the father—Christ is his head—the head of the church is Christ!  And… Christ is the head of every believer.  What an awesome reality and what a joy to anticipate what God will do when believers yield to His authority and Headship!

July 1, 2004 Today’s our son Daniel’s 25th birthday!  Mygoodness, a quarter century! How time has passed so quickly!  Wes and I were riding back on the ferry from  Edmonds to Kingston and we saw the little strip of beach where we used to take Daniel and Michael to play with their Tonka-trucks… twenty years ago, or so.  We thought the beach looked smaller than we had remembered it.   Everything was bigger in those days and the days were longer and the years passed by so slowly.  In those days…
Now that little boy is a man and those Tonka-trucks and little-boy toys have been replaced by better things a home and family: a wife and little children of his own.


We sang a rousing round of “Happy Birthday” to Daniel—on a recorded message 🙁
He’s gone camping for his birthday, so we’ll celebrate it next week.  I hope to be able to make his favourite cake: German Chocolate and Ice Cream from Costco.
Vanilla is his favourite!

Speaking of VANILLA(!) yikes!  The recent huge jump in price is sure a shock!  We’re looking into buying beans and making our own by buying vanilla beans online.  There are so many companies selling beans and vanilla and we’ve looked into buying them on eBay, too!

More later!  So much to do around our home!

We sure enjoyed attending the Northwest House Church Conference and hearing a special guest, Beresford Job (and his family), from England.  He has a site: House-Church.org which sheds a great deal of light on the original New Testament churches and what have become “traditions of men” today.  More extensive links to various aspects of beliefs and the life of the body of Christ in the present day can be found at The New Testament Restoration Foundation website.   So many topics … so many articles … so little time!  There’s so much available for the encouraging and equipping of the saints:  In-Depth Studies (“Equipping the Believer with a Theological Foundation”) website.

May 2004

The Welcome Home Blog
Go get your cup
and read on.

God is the LORD, there is no other.

Blogging’s therapeutic for me, and I pray encouraging for you. Each days’ blog
is a bit of journaling of slices of life here in our home and ways the LORD’s working.
~March~

Someday my children will read “mom’s blog” and catch a glimpse of some of what was “important” each day,
some of the “snap-shots” of the day, what was going on in the world and what really stirred up my thoughts.

May 27, 2004  I read with great interest articles pertaining to homeschooling—specifically, lately, articles featuring homes-chool graduates.  Since we have another home-school graduate (this week!!), it’s particularly good to read a positive article and to see others who’re doing well in the business of training up children in the Way they should go.   Here’s a great rebuttal(!) to the  imprudent Quinn Cotton article on the horrors of home-school(ers).  This, by a PhD, no less, is a very interesting look at some angles of homeschooling that rarely surface.  Home-schoolers are quite delightful—and I could write volumes on the reasons we do home-school and don’t send our children out to the government schools.  This is the real world—I mean, you can just *tell* it is from the pics below!

Such a blessing to follow Roger Bennett‘s progress in treatment/transplant process.  You know… one thing about life, every twist and every turn reveals another marvelous angle of the LORD.  His ways are past finding out—they are higher than our ways, He doesn’t think as a man thinks.

Deuteronomy 31.8:  “And the LORD, he it is that doth go before thee; he will be with thee, he will not fail thee, neither forsake thee: fear not, neither be dismayed.”


May 26—extra. Now… I couldn’t resist putting up a few more pics.. another slice of a day in the “life” of our family. 


Stephen’s Lincoln Log/book
tower! Built this morning,
it’s still standing! He had a little help from Naomi and cheering from Andrew & Ami

Having given up on the dryer repair,
Timothy went on to some other useful work… gathering up all the “give-away’s” for Dad.
But before Wes loaded up the give-away
clothes, everyone had to try something on.

These are the clothes we decided *not*
to keep from the collection of
pass-around’s we have received lately.
“Large families” seem to never ever
run out of clothes and… fun!

Timothy has outdone himself, here.

May 26, 2004  Ever green and ever wet… Another rainy day in Washington!  Just in time for Memorial Day weekend—overcast and rain.  Now, one thing rain does is keep us cozy! AND makes me thankful to have a dryer.  Now, if our dryer was working, that would be great.  So, Wes is on the phone… who has great dyers on sale —today— ?  Now, this wouldn’t matter all that much if we weren’t planning on going to a conference this weekend and didn’t want to bring clean clothes to wear.   But… this makes me smile… what a gold mine of goodies: socks, clips, combs and toys we found under and behind the washer/dryer and amazing stuff *in* the “lint trap” housing—drill bits, screws, barrettes, nails, sand, chains, bolts.  Thrilling.  We figure we do 5 loads a day and so we’re now behind just a tad.  A new machine sounds great… but in the background I’m hearing the price… great—woooo, very great.  So, maybe they’ll find parts and rebuild the motor…

Today was the last piano lesson for the year—the lesson book is now filled with summer goals for pieces to learn by September.

We had our neighbors in for dinner last night.  What a blessing it was to be able to spend time with them, to learn more about them and to hear about their work.  Another sweet blessing was to learn that she minored in communicative disorders/ASL in college.  She commented that I sign to Naomi and then said she’d love to “practice” again and will work with us to understand  the “deaf culture.”  She shared many things with us that we’ve already made use of this morning.   You know, it’s marvelous to me how the LORD works, how He orchestrates our days and constructs the elements of our lives.

Friend, Barbara, sent me an interesting article this morning—it’s sort along the lines of the wild anti-homeschooler/conservative (whatever that means) families article I linked a couple of weeks ago.  Well, this one is particularly interesting to me and the logic is just a ridiculous. Why Large Families Don’t Deserve Tax Breaks.  It seems to me, these two individuals have quite an axe to grind.  Large families, as portrayed in this article, are not worthy of tax breaks because the have stupid children?  I wish this person knew the LORD—perhaps then he’d see that tax credits or incentives have absolutely nothing to do with parents who decide to allow the LORD to give them the number of children*He* desires them to have—by birth, adoption or any other means—how narrow also is his research.  What a limited view this person has… sad, too, because he would have had a wonderful time at the table last night—eating the best meal (made for the most part, by our third-born! and cleaned up, for the most part by our fourth and sixth born) and enjoying the best conversations, humorous stories of the fifth and eighth-born, hearing the goals & dreams of the fourth-born, all around the table there were fun conversations; O, the sweetness of the ninth-born and then the endearing giggles and ways of the tenth and eleventh-born children.  At many points our neighbors were just in stitches over the children and as they related many stories of their own, we enjoyed them so much—both very competent and both from families of four children, by the way. O, it’s sad how much that author is missing.

It doesn’t matter how many tax breaks we might get… we still buy lots of milk, lots of groceries, lots of books, lots of music lessons, machines and materials, spend lots of money for goods and services from doctors and INSURANCE companies (!), in addition to tires and dry-cleaners, repaimen, WASHER/DRYER retailers—all this buying and paying keeps the economy buzzing—and, boy, is it buzzing around here today!  A lot of families pay for and don’t receive tax credits or exemptions for home-education books, materials and conferences and yet, still pay (a BUNCH!) for government $chools.

May 24, 2004  If ever I feel discouraged, all I need to do is to look around at the smiling faces of all our children, or to look out at the beauty of God’s creation or to recount or rehearse any of the ten thousand blessings the LORD’s bestowed on us or think of where I’d be today if I didn’t know Jesus as my personal Saviour and Lord… and then… if I need think further, then I begin to think of where I’m not!  I’m not in ill health, I’m not alone, I’m not afraid of the future, I’m not where I was… Then, need I look further, I think on Roger Bennett’s life, his journey through Leukemia and I marvel at the grace of God.  Take time to read through his “midnight meditations” and you’ll have a glimpse of our wonderfully gracious God and LORD.

Just as we don’t seem to understand the nature of the enemy in Iraq, so also, we seem (as a nation) out of touch with the terrorism that’s going on all over the world.  We just received a note that New Tribes is offering a CD of the Burnham Story.  The Burnham’s, New Tribes missionaries to the Philippines, nearly three years ago were held hostage by Abu Sayyaf terrorists for 375 days.  At the end of their captivity two years ago, Martin was killed in a battle between Philippine military and the Abu Sayyaf terrorists and then Gracia, though wounded in the crossfire, returned home to the United States where she was reunited with her children and her family. About a year ago, she completed her work on the book detailing her story, Martin’s bravery and determination and God’s protection and provision: In the Presence of My Enemies.

In the presence of my enemies is how I feel at the gas cha-ching, cha-ching station, now—OR—when I go to buy milk!!  Wow!!  Our 15-passenger van now sounds like a cash register…  just turning the key: cha-ching, cha-ching.  Put it in Reverse: cha-ching, cha-ching!  Put it in Drive: cha-ching, cha-ching!  Go to the library for the fifth time in a week: cha-ching, cha-ching!  So… now that it takes cha-ching, cha-ching $75.00 to fill the van… every trip’s a cha-ching, cha-ching precious time of cha-ching, cha-ching, traveling together—and every trip is worth it, by the way!  What do you think:  Will the rise in production = savings at the pump?

Speaking of travel… it was such a blessing to us to be able to go to the Gaither Homecoming Concert in Tacoma on Saturday night!  Thank you, Mom.  What a thrill it is to see and hear believers filling that dome with praise!  To see the thousands of little twinkling lights all over the dome (tiny flashlights in the hands of those in attendance). We love to hear the songs of the faith, to laugh and to praise the LORD for His goodness.  It was also very moving to sing I’m Proud to be an American… to see the lights and to thank the LORD for His provision and for all who are daily fighting and laying down their lives for our freedom—for our freedom to gather, freedom to sing, freedom to worship God.   Let freedom ring—for it was for Freedom that Jesus died, paying the price for sin that separates man from God… that He rose again, that He lives today and that His gift of salvation is free to all who would believe.  Acts 16.31

I think my favourite was Lynda Randle who sang a couple of songs, one of which was a tribute to Mahalia Jackson (1911-1972)—and if you’ve never heard her ring out Amazing Grace, or Sweet Little Jesus Boy… well… you’ve just gotta hear her!  We didn’t buy it, but Lynda’s got a new CD Tribute… it looks great!  

We did buy Anthony Berger’s piano CD—what a gift he has!  I like his music style, but for certain to me, no one anywhere plays like Legacy 5‘s  Roger Bennett!  We also talked to an area promoter who has blessed our family by asking the children to usher at concerts and who extended an invitation to do so again at the Legacy 5 concert in November —but it’s in Portland!  We told him we’d be there if at all possible—what blessing it would be to be able to go!  Like this man said, what you see is what you get—and that’s not always true of people in the limelight.  It’s sort of like show-biz is a poison to people—all of us would succumb to it, I suppose.  The feeding of the pride of life or whatever.  It sure doesn’t seem that way with them, though.

As is always the case, when we attend a function like the Gaither’s, where there are many believers gathered, we see people we haven’t seen in years, or run into old friends and try to have a quick conversation—always amazing them with how the children have grown and that, yes, there is another one or three!  I love to bring the children to see “old-timers” and to give them a glimpse of what’s gone on before them.  So many young people today think that everything’s about *them* and I hope to impart to the children that life’s not all about them—they are *part* of the big picture, but they aren’t *the* big picture.

If you’ve got a webpage, *and* are infanticipating or expecting a baby, then you can post a daily updated custom graphic by Lilypie that will allow your viewers to follow the days remaining in your pregnancy.

If you had a baby due on December 31, 2004, the graphic would look like this today:
Lilypie Baby Days

*No, Mama, and No, Mom, I am not pregnant—remember, I am in my mid-wife crisis.
No new babies… but another great-grandbaby *is* due in early November!

May 23, 2004 

 This is the day which the LORD hath made;
we will rejoice and be glad in it.

Psalms118.24

Update: Corrections to May 22 links.

May 22, 2004  A powerful, powerful article by William (Book of Virtues) J. Bennett: Remembering Why We Fight,  is such an important commentary on our time.  However, you’re not likely to see this in any mainstream paper.  Bennett:  “This was not a matter of poor military training any more than it was a matter of poor military judgment. This was a matter of poor human training and poor human judgment. We don’t need to read the Geneva Conventions or the Code of Military Justice to know this.”  Later in the article which was adapted from a speech he’d made, he went on to say, “Our enemy is horrid, wicked, inhuman. Those are the adjectives for 9/11, and for 5/11. Not “inhumane,” as some of our soldiers acted at Abu Ghraib.  Inhuman.  The moral equivalence, and the adjectival equivalence, needs to end now.”  A very concise, very accurate assessment of recent events.

Post the Ten Commandments: lose your job.  Wear a “Ten Commandments” lapel pin: lose your job.  In America, no less.  I’m sitting here thinking… could Christopher Word (yes, that’s his last name) have been also fired had he worn a name badge with his last name on it?   In the article, we read he referred to himself as “an average Joe.”  Well, he’s an average Joe with, by the way, a cool last name: Word.  But he was wearing a pin—motivated by faith; obviously wearing a Ten Commandments-pin in Alabama is a political statement—and for that, he was fired.

I was reading in Genesis 18 & 19; grieved by the story of Lot, of Sodom and the reality that there were not ten faithful there, that the LORD rained down on Sodom and Gomorrah brimstone and fire from heaven.  More social engineering in the media: a new show will premier [in this country—it’s already a BBC show]: Wife Swap or The Swap.   A sickening-sad week of degradation of marriage and God’s design in the redefining of “marriage” in our country.  Now, further plummeting into the abyss, this ‘reality TV’ show.   You can make calls, you can sign a petition to make your “voice” heard, you can throw out your TV set, I guess.  The more things are seen, the more they become “normal” and what is normal becomes alright and what is alright becomes: right.  But it’s not right, it’s adultery, it’s immoral, it’s: sin.   This doesn’t just “miss the mark,” it attempts to wipe it out.  Another assault on God’s design—another attempt to defile His creation.  Here’s what’s sick: ABC said, “Never before has a reality series taken such an honest inside look at the American family.”  An honest look.  I grieve for the end of those who mock God.  Even so, Come, LORD Jesus.   (At the AFA site you can sign a petition voicing your opinions.)

May 21, 2004  I cannot believe my eyes when I read of each days’ account of what’s going on in the “War on Terror” or in Iraq.  Now, this: US frees hundreds in Iraq.  Who has the tiger by the tail?  Can the reports of Iraqi prisoners be believed?  I wonder what would have been the outcome of Vietnam or WWII or any other war, for that matter, had they been this propagandized or media influenced wars.

A couple of months ago I shared of a Snohomish man’s journey from the penitentiary to the garden that grief built.  Now, after all these years, Ralph Lowery, in addition to “giving back” to the community, has been reunited “with a warden who changed his life nearly 40 years ago.  Ah, the turns of life.

Wow! Mariners won?  Wow.
No child left behind [no matter what?!]: to what lengths will “teachers” go to ensure this? 

Last night, our friend was sharing an amazing story about a father and daughter who were “found” living in the hillside of Portland’s Forest Park.  Surprisingly, they’d lived there undetected for four years!  What I find the most interesting is that they, the proverbial “they” are not disrupting this family or aren’t determining to split them up because of their living conditions—which, were, by description, “unacceptable,” according to police Sgt. Michael Barkley.   Interestingly, he sought what was best for the family and didn’t succumb to the knee-jerk reaction of calling in child protective services to “handle” this situation.  Instead, a very workable solution was sought and found!  It’s become somewhat of a community effort  (of funding) now to see that this family has what it needs.

We hear very little in America about the persecuted Church.  Mainstream media either ignores or disregards the persecution of Christians around the world.  We receive a publication from Voice of the Martyrs which has shed light on areas around the world where Christians are suffering in defense of faith in Jesus Christ.  At the site you can discover ways to support VOM, receive their newsletter, purchase books and videos and/or see ways in which you might offer help with support efforts to those in bonds.  Another site, Worthy News will help you see a bit more of reality of persecution against the church in the US.

May 20, 2004  Okay—so systematic buzz phrases are popping up all over!  Maybe some could be utilized in our homes. For example, Synchronized Organizational Flexibility (SOF) is what I’m looking for in our home, working together—with this many people in our family, we very much need flexibility, order and action: at the same time! with every member doing exactly what they’re supposed to be doing.

Kelli told me of a site for Herbs at great prices: Trilight Herbs.  There’s a huge selection—thus I need my herbalist to discern which I need.  I was sharing with her some of the “things” I’m dealing with in the mid-wife-crisis phase of life.  BTW—this phase is the phase of not having babies any more and looking at all the *young!* women with *no* gray hair, having babies, pushing swings at the park, their young smiles, beautiful dark hair, and unetched faces filled with hopes and dreams of many tomorrows.  I’ve had no midwife visit for nearly three years, hence: the mid-wife crisis (and the subsequent denial of a “mid-life” crisis).

So, Kathryn’s making Oatmeal-Raisin cookies today.  I’ve just started back on the NO BSF foods so I’ll need to forgo the delightful experience of having a cookie or ten with a cup of coffee (or three) with whipped cream and honey.  So, I’m boosting my spirits with a cup of coffee and cream.

It’s incredible *to me* the seeming contradictions in sports—that because steroids and other blood-boosting drugs were taken by Kelli White, she’ll be suspended for two years (and Olympic competition), yet this summer will be the first Olympic Games in which transgender individuals will be eligible to compete–provided they’ve met the “criteria” set by the IOC.  Ridiculous, given the fact that Kelli White will be “used” to uncover abuses by athletes and now, this!  If a male (to “female”) body isn’t performance enhanced, I don’t know what is!  Considering our amoral and/or immoral society, to what lengths would athletes or countries go to “bring home the gold” anyway?!  What a sick quagmire, this.

As if he doesn’t, or they don’t, have enough trouble, this headline won’t win friends: “Kerry and McCain Shield Communist Vietnam’s Slaughter of Christians Just as the “war on terror is a war against an enemy we (seemingly) don’t know or understand, here is another case of not understanding what’s really going on—who the actual enemy is!   

May 19, 2004  So, I was reading an email and couldn’t for the life of me figure out what in the world was being conveyed: YMMV Your-Mileage-May-Vary?!?!  Whaa…?  Okay… so YMMV applies to many things, I guess.  I was being too literal.  So I found the site that is loaded with acronym’s, hence the name: Acronym Finder [duh!] .com!  You can also find IM and email lingo [warning! there are some acronyms you will NOT want to use, nor will some of them be in*your* daily vocabulary.  This is just a FYI warning!]  They have a quote: “A comprehensive A-Z of every kind of Internet gibberish you are ever likely to encounter.” -Reader’s Digest.    I also discovered something that helped me understand the source of acronyms used in business.  My son continually tells me of the projects he’s on (using acronyms and buzz phrases, of course) and so now I see where these originate! They utilize the Systematic Buzz Phrase projector—and voila! they have a new buzz word for their project!  Try it!  This, then, actually explains to me all the oxymoron’s popping up all over, eg.: artificial intelligence and others.

It seems everyone is losing sanity in regard to the war on terror[ists], what-did-they-know and when-did-they-know-it 9/11 attacks, whose responsible for what and when… yada yada yada.  The blame-game of politics.  So now… Giuliani says he wasn’t warned about the attack  (Newsmax) but then, here’s this: “If that information had been given to us, or more warnings had been given in the summer of 2001, I can’t honestly tell you we’d do anything differently,” Giuliani testified.  Ah politics. Is a bio-chemical strike next?

More trouble in Massachusetts.   Now… which licenses will they recognize?  If the marriages are already unrecognized or illegal in other states, and out of stater’s are not recognized there?  Isn’t it time for the Federal Marriage amendment?  Write your Reps and Senators today.

24 years ago, yesterday, Mount St. Helen’s erupted, sending lava and destruction for miles.  Obviously, we didn’t have internet in those day or the caliber of the instant media reporting that’s available today, so, news didn’t travel as quickly.  We had one child at the time and attempted to watch any news of the even on a little 12″ Black and White TV set.  I think linking hands holding hangers and tin-foil enabled a fuzzy picture on the screen.  It was clearly one of the most spectacular things we’ve ever seen.  Even today, the resulting damage, the resulting landscape with destruction and regeneration being seen at once is really spectacular!  It’s really incredible to see the consequences of that eruption over time!

Yesterday’s local election had one measure on the ballot: a school levy.  My small vote… didn’t hold much sway as the levy appears to have passed and now, for 20 years, the additional tax will be added to an already high property tax.  We’re doing all we can in our home to eliminate over-crowding in the schools.

May 18, 2004  Here we go… it’s going to be a tough road for senators and reps to bring the Federal Marriage Amendment to a vote—and harder to pass it—especially as Election Day draws near.  Here’s how the House is lining up, and the Senate, on the matter of the Federal Marriage Amendment.  It’s hard to believe that the world in which we live has come to so hate the Creator and His creation—but we know that the enemy is a defeated foe, no matter how things look today, God is the LORD.

O, that there would be more friendships like these!  Friends who’ve helped one another for years with whatever’s been needed at their homes, have built strong community in friendship together.  It doesn’t have a name, but it has a purpose: helping one another.

Maybe Bush will be vindicated now that WMD’s have been found in Iraq.  This will mean even tougher conditions for our soldiers—the enemy’s proven to be meaner, and perhaps more elusive, now.  But with this vindication… what happens?   Enough rope to hang himself!

May 17, 2004  I’m home, and ever grateful to my family for the opportunities they allow me, the love and support they give me and always the very warm “welcome home” I receive after being away.  What a blessing to have the opportunity to go to retreats, to share with women and to hear their stories.  I did present the Married For Keeps ~ Someday an Heirloom Marriage workshops.  How I wish I could have had more time to more fully develop & present the material and supporting Scriptures—and, O, how I would like to have had more time to share with the women.  I always appreciate the way this particular retreat is handled—plenty of time for reflection, good spacing for workshops and teaching sessions—but like any retreat or gathering of women: never enough time for those inevitable questions to be answered.  Women everywhere are carrying so much, are seeking the LORD, His will and His way for them—and as always, women everywhere are carrying aches and past hurts that are disabling them in ways they don’t understand and yet seek freedom from the bonds that cause the repeated cycles of what they think are failures, that prevent them from soaring the heights as they know they ought and more: that they know they long to soar!  So… back home again, my sweet family reminds me of what’s more important in life, what’s best and good and ultimately, how much God has blessed and provided. 

We have a little later start to the day.  But Monday’s are like this.  We start the day later, and because Wes has Men’s Bible study on Monday evenings, we, here at home, end the day a bit later as schoolwork and other activities spill over into the evening.  This is fine—because it works!  That’s the wonderful benefit of flexibility—doing what works best *when* it works best and having patience to work through things till the balance is found!

So glad to have been away from the news for a few days—though that statement is an indictment against me.  The soldiers do not take a break and get away for refreshment from fighting for my freedom—my freedom to be a keeper at home, to love my husband and my children, to read my Bible, drink my coffee, smelling the aroma of a beautiful peach candle, some of our children playing on the porch, some of the children schooling at home, learning Truth and being able to pray and study the Word in safety.  At the same time, the soldiers are preserving this freedom I hold dear, I know they’re fighting for the rights of those who would disagree with them, those who hate the things I hold dear, those who are swayed by the propaganda machine of liberal media—those who distort the truth of history—current and past.  They fight for the right to assemble, to protest, to argue and to agree.  They fight because they are loyal and they’re faithful to uphold the The U.S. Military Code of Conduct. Our friend, Sean, gave a very encouraging word in Bible study sharing the obvious parallels to this Military CoC and the calling of a believer.  One of the Scriptural support passages Sean cited is: [Philippians 3.8-11].  It’s an interesting study and makes for profound understanding of the ‘battle’ faced by believers, the enemy, loyalty to God and to other believers who are fighting the same battle—but Christ is our head and ultimately, the battle belongs to the LORD.  We are to resist the devil—we don’t do battle with him—Christ has that victory; ours is to be strong in the faith, to yield to Christ and resist the devil. [James 4.7] There is much more that could be posted for you—but then you’ll have missed his commentary and the subsequent conversations.  What a blessing it is follow Christ.

Watch the downfall of America.  The implosion… it’s not from without that this country, this once “great nation” will fall.  It will be from within.  The Word says: Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD.

Today history will show is another day in what will be the destruction of this nation.  We watch… God who cannot lie, will not be mocked.  Whatsoever a man sows, that shall he also reap.  I believe we’ve seen nothing yet compared to the unfathomable destruction that will come upon this land and we have surely seen sickeningly, shockingly, astonishingly ugly evil and vile things—but what’s ahead will not compare.  This, from Newsmax: “CAMBRIDGE, Mass. – Two by two they emerged from City Hall, the nation’s first gay couples set to legally marry Monday, breaking a barrier many never believed would fall and putting the United States among four countries where gays can marry.”

Psalms 33.10-22:  The LORD bringeth the counsel of the heathen to nought: he maketh the devices of the people of none effect.  The counsel of the LORD standeth for ever, the thoughts of his heart to all generations.  Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD; and the people whom he hath chosen for his own inheritance.  The LORD looketh from heaven; he beholdeth all the sons of men.  From the place of his habitation he looketh upon all the inhabitants of the earth.  He fashioneth their hearts alike; he considereth all their works.  There is no king saved by the multitude of an host: a mighty man is not delivered by much strength.  An horse is a vain thing for safety: neither shall he deliver any by his great strength. Behold, the eye of the LORD is upon them that fear him, upon them that hope in his mercy; To deliver their soul from death, and to keep them alive in famine. Our soul waiteth for the LORD: he is our help and our shield.  For our heart shall rejoice in him, because we have trusted in his holy name.   Let thy mercy, O LORD, be upon us, according as we hope in thee.

Interesting article “Gimme that Showtime Religion” by John MacArthur.  We’re sure at a crossroads regarding what’s being taught, what’s expected from “churches” today and what the Word really says (and that’ll clearly depend on what paraphrase, rephrase, misphrase, translation, or version is used).  It’s a bit tense for the conservatives in the New Hampshire  Episcopal Church.
 

May 14-15  Going to a retreat at Camp Gilead where I have the privilege of presenting a couple of workshops using some material I’ve gathered and call: *Someday an Heirloom Marriage!*   So… too bizzy for blogging — praying readers are having sweet fellowship with the LORD… covered under the shelter of His wings!

May 12, 2004                              A Tribute to the Soldiers

It seems that finally some balance is coming to the Iraqi prison scandal.   Sen. James Inhofe served up a dose of reality with his comments regarding the outrage over the treatment of those prisoners.   Rightly pointing out that those prisoners were not taken in on traffic violations, Inhofe exclaimed outrage over the outrage!

In these days of judicial tyranny and misconduct, it’s interesting to read about a judge whose sentences or resourcefulness just might be worth emulation.  So it is with Rockdale County Chief Superior Court Judge, Sidney Nation, and some unusually creative ways he’s sought to administer justice (or at least hope for it!) and to change lives.

Poor little dolly took a spill from the swing and skinned her forehead, nose and mouth… still smiling.

Her teddybear and a nutritious bowl of fruit-loops was also a real help in eliminating the tears.

I just got the Mother’s Day pics downloaded… and once again, there weren’t very many taken that day.  Maybe you’re like this, too: you mean to take great pics of the family when everyone’s together at the same time and then in the busyness of the day, the moments that were great photo ops were being enjoyed too much to stop and shoot!  


Kathryn’s Trifle


Very early and still in pajamas, everyone gathered around!

Early in the morning each Mother’s Day, for years, I have given letters or cards and gifts to our children.  It’s been a joy to me each year to look for special “Mother’s” gifts to give them.  The “mother’s” gifts are those things that “mother” thinks each one needs—for example, this year, all the little boys and one big boy received matching polo shirts and khaki shorts (Samuel enjoyed the gift and the little ones felt special, too; Samuel realized that this was his last year in that department at Wal*Mart—next year it’ll be small men’s).  Timothy received some needed items for an upcoming mission’s trip to Mexico; Naomi, shoes and sandals, and our little dolly received a new pink dress.  Kathryn & Hannah received things for sunny days.  And… Daddy received many needed items—the toffee peanuts were probably the favourite!  I received beautiful roses and some kitchen things, and other gifts from the children.  It really was a wonderful day—it’s been such a wonderful life.  I marvel at the merciful kindness of the LORD.

Kathryn made a delicious lunch for my special day!  Above, is a pic of the dessert she prepared!  In addition to marinated steaks, she made beautiful potato rolls, and spinach salad and raspberry &  lemonade with sliced  lemons and other fruit in the big decanter.  Tara brought fruit salad for us, too.  It really was a very precious day to me.  Our son Michael came home, too!  I gave Him a CD of some music he so loved when he lived at home—but in those days I could not see any value in the music and wouldn’t allow it.  I cried the other day as I heard the song I’d heard many years before on the radio and realized that my boy’s heart was touched by that music and I (because of strong aversion to “worldly music” or what I thought was such) missed an opportunity to hear what he thought and rejected that music.  He got right up and hugged me, he was so amazed and so appreciative that I had found and bought that CD for him all these years later.  The CD (Third Day) contains the song called “Love Song.”  I still don’t really go for the music—but I sure go for that boy, so I pray the LORD will use the words in this song to touch his heart and minister to His grace him.  For many years he’s played the guitar and so loved that and many other songs.  I pray it’s used to God’s glory.

May 11, 2004  What a day in the news!  As always, circumstances or events come about to make a previous atrocity not look quite so bad! Is al-Qaida attempting revenge for the “abuse” of Iraqi prisoners in the beheading of an American contract worker? (AP story)  It’s amazing to me that shaming is the worst offense and another apparent beheading is acceptable retaliation .  Are the liberals outraged at this one?  Is there a reaction in Washington?  Do those who oppose the effort seem to get it?  It sure doesn’t seem so, so far!  Is it time to stop apologizing?  This *is* war, after all!

One of my greatest disagreements to the “Passion” movie was what I *knew* would come from it… the post release peddling of the trinkets and trash “Jesus” wear, books about the movie—(no, not the Bible)—the passion, clothing and other “stuff” related to whatever was in that film.  So now, it’s fashionable to wear “Jesus stuff” and I find it so grievous—so cheap; cheap grace.  The greatest Gift the world has ever been given, the greatest story ever told,  the most significant and important event in all of history, the Person on which every other event past, present and future, hinges: the birth, life, crucifixion, death, resurrection and ascension of the LORD Jesus Christ, the penalty paid once for all.  To trivialize it or to attempt to capture it on film is grievous—and then to sport the “Jesus stuff” is distressing.  I find this pretty ironic, however, because in the courts there are battles over the constitutionality of the displaying of religious (read: Christian) symbols and the lack of understanding the Foundation of this country.   So, all the stuff… the hype is there, the Name is there, but It’s sad and paradoxical that Truth is not seen in any of this… it’s just a fad—just cool “Jesus stuff.”  Ahhh… only in America.

I received a letter from the owner of the site: seriousmoms.com, she was interested in linking to articles we have here and, as always, I give general permission to owners of sites who hold to the same basic biblical standards we hold.  It’s a blessing to share because in sharing, we reach more families with the truth of the gospel and with encouragement they need daily in their homes and lives.

I’m made clam chowder for dinner tonight, and of one thing I am quite certain:  I would *never* prepare this again (in this way) unless a change of heart washes over me!  Having only used *canned* clams and *canned clam juice in the past, I had no idea what they *actually* look like, or, worse, what it feels like to chop them up!  So… a tasty soup has been prepared—but those clams are sure gross!  My son and daughter-in-law went ‘clamming’  this past weekend and steamed the clams when they returned home.  My first clue should’ve been that Tara couldn’t stand to be in the same room as the steamed clams!  This—from one who’s an excellent cook, by the way!  So… clams, I hope this is a one meal pot of soup.

May 10, 2004  Next time you see a taxicab driving down the highway, maybe you’ll wonder the length of time the passengers will have been in that cab before reaching their destination!  A local driver will likely never forget the cross country trip to deliver his passengers to Milwaukee… not Milwaukee, Oregon (which was his first stop!) but to Milwaukee, Wisconsin, to drive a couple of men to their waiting friends and family!  Cha-ching, cha-ching!

In a week, voters here will vote on a proposal to build another high school to accommodate the volume and needs of students/schools resulting from staggering growth in this area.  I’ve always thought this to be a conundrum that could totally be avoided as we’ve homeschooled for so many years and as we’ve seen the “answer” to crowding schools is: avoid them—stay home!  But then,  inevitably, there will be a negative reaction to this.   Many will react because of a preconceived bias against anything outside “norms,” or against homeschooling in general, or some might have views like the woman who wrote a particularly stinging article condemning homeschoolers/homeschooling.   My friend Julie, who’s graduating with a Master’s in education, plans to teach in a public school next fall, and her response to this article was: ahfahgeddaboudit!     So, as I mull over what the author was saying and what she thinks of homeschoolers and their families, I wonder how many others are misinformed or have a false impression about “us” all.  I know this: the HS’er’s I know are so worth knowing and are so enjoyable to be around!  Conversely, in reality, I wouldn’t much enjoy being around those who espouse opinions represented in that article.


Happy Mother’s Day
I love you Mama, I love you Mom!

May 8, 2004  I’m missing my mom today… thinking I won’t be seeing her tomorrow…  She’s away on a long driving vacation to some wonderful spots around the country!   So… Happy Mother’s Day… Mama!  Happy Mother’s Day, Mom, in Indiana!

I received a very nice letter from Crystal at Covenant Wedding Source.  It’s really inspiring to see the ambition of young couples!  For parents who are “new” to the whole idea of “courtship” or covenant relationships for their children, this site features their “courtship story” and it’s really dear.  I’m particularly glad she features Rebekah’s Hope Chest Legacy book on the Covenant Wedding’s Hope Chest page.

The more time goes on, the more I’m convinced that this country is run, in part, by people who pretend to be other people: actors and democrats.  I was just glancing over this article about a planned movie and its financier.  Guess Mel Gibson thought it best to avoid the hassles, and others thought better of it because of the political ramifications.  Well it’s all politics, really—most things are.

In the news… This mess with the Dems and Rumsfeld has gone beyond ridiculous!  No, no, wait: *this* H Res 629 is beyond ridiculous: impeachment for high crimes and misdemeanors? Now, this has gotten silly—juvenile, really. Now I *know* they do not understand the enemy.  Now I know they’ve long since lost touch with reality!  “…Articles of impeachment exhibited by the House of Representatives of the United States of America in the name of itself and all the people of the United States of America, against Donald Rumsfeld…” [emphasis mine!]  You know who’s next, don’t you?  Will this maniacal behaviour drive them to charging the Commander in Chief?  Well, it won’t be surprising—an exhibition of foolishness and a further flaunting of ignorance, but really, not surprising.   Keep your eye on this one… it’s bound to heat up!

May 7, 2004  What a blessing it is to spend time with a person who’s walked with the LORD a long time and has a lifetime of wisdom.  So it was with Dick York, last evening.  Knowing him has really been a tremendous blessing to our family.  We had the privilege of gathering with friends for dinner and fellowship around the Word.  This way of walking with the LORD is really what we’ve for so long desired!

I’ve been mulling over the training and engraining of form in and of institutionalized “religion.”  This may seem a radical statement unless one really seeks to understand what we do when we “go” to “church” and why we think that “going to church” is the *right* thing to do.  I received a letter from an organization giving a book recommendation and requesting a site link and so I took a look at the site (which I thoroughly enjoyed) and just read a great article—it’s really incredible how the LORD is confirming His way for us — but to also be providing cautions as well.  I clicked the “Answers for Your Fellowship” on the left-side bar and then clicked the article:  Home Churching or HIM Churching? On the http://www.ntmu.net/  site.   It’s good food for thought.  More on this ‘engraining’ and form another time.

Well, this morning’s perusal of the paper was much nicer than most any other day, for on the front page of the Local section, there was a picture of a (local boy)  soldier: “hey, we *know* him!” we all exclaimed.  We’ve known him and his family for many years.  Well, what also caught my attention was Ryan’s beverage preference: Dr. Pepper!  The occasion for the article and news photo?  O… he just won $25,000 in the Dr. Pepper sweepstakes.  He’s really a remarkable person, very level headed and knows where he’s going—literally!   If you must drink: drink Dr. Pepper!

Well… whaddya think of all the news regarding the ‘abuse’ of the prisoners in Iraq?  O—this whole thing make my head swim!  I continually want to shout: do you understand the enemy?  Do you understand what they’re doing?  They can murder, they can destroy, they can kill, they can seemingly handle all that—but the greatest offence is shame, their pride was crushed in that effort by the soldiers.  There is no condoning what they did—but what if… what if that was a strategy to hit them where the most damage would be done—what if that humiliation was exactly the intent and what if the soldiers were actually acting on orders?  From who?  I don’t know.  I know this thought’s a “way out there” idea.  The immense damage to pride—then the bizarre response of Americans!  Aiya! This is war—war is ugly—war has no pleasantries and no easy roads.  I think we’ve so failed to understand the enemy—their whole lives are dedicated to annihilating infidels.  Their religion demands of them this loyalty.  Until we understand this, and then understand the ways of God (Our Creator, God of the Universe, the God of the Bible) we will never prevail.  This war’s about so much more than our government/military *seems* to understand.  Again… sapping our strength, sapping our defenses, winning allegiance to them, sapping our resources, swaying opinions, eroding loyalties, driving up costs of goods… all these things are the ongoing aims of our enemy: our total destruction and their control.  The fact is that no matter how many people are sympathetic to their cause, we are still infidels to them.  Infidels are to be destroyed—and they intend to destroy, it’s sure.  All the sympathy they (Iraqi’s) are garnering just furthers their cause and their victory—being played right into their hand.

Is God still on the Throne?  Is He still in control?  Does He have a plan? A very good plan?  Yes, yes, yes, yes—He *is* Sovereign.  Praise His Name!  Pray.  Pray we, as a nation, turns to God.

I just did a search—attempting to find a concise article to bolster this thought or at least validate my thinking—and came across not one, but many such thoughts… so, if you’ve got all day, here you go: Daniel Pipes and lots of thots:  Biography of Daniel Pipes and more.

Yikes!  A does John Kerry seem to have a handle on any of this?  Maybe he did before he didn’t.  I really just shake my head on this one… there’re something like 180 days till Election Day (yes, one of my son’s has a birthday on that day and is counting the days!).  Around the world in 180 days—I’m thinking John Kerry is going to be 180° off where he is today and where he wasn’t yesterday.  Unbelievable.

May 6, 2004
No time for blogging… too much time spent emailing and faxing back and forth for our website stuff.  It’s all fine, but very time consuming and there are many other wonderful responsibilities to attend to at the same time.

If you’ve sent email, I might not have received it as I am at that ‘in-between’ stage with my host & server, et al and so mail is being redirected—but much is falling through the cracks.  It’ll all be squared away quickly, I’m assured! 

  I guess, as you can see for now, all the domains (achristianhome.org & .com and thewelcomehome.com, org & net) end up at the same site: this one! —this was to avoid confusion in the transfer.  We’ll soon have some fun new features along with page updates!  First the technical stuff, then gardening, homeschooling, and Kathryn’s graduation, ministry… and other dailies (not necessarily in that order!).   O, it’s the dailies that mustn’t be neglected—otherwise, an avalanche of chaos will cover us.  We are praying for God’s direction and provision as we seek to serve Him in ministry to others.  We desire to be wise and careful in the choices and paths before us, and we pray for all who might be helped in these endeavors.  Thank you for your encouragement as we, together, follow Christ.

Sola Scriptura ~ Soli Deo Gloria ~ Solo Christo! ~ Sola Gratia ~ Sola Fide

May 5, 2004  Happy Cinco de Mayo!
We have a new Name!  As you can see!  Yes, this was abrupt—well, or so it seems!  I’ve known that my expiration was coming—and I knew I needed to begin changing the files over to the .org from the .com site.  I have a new host *and* a new name!  We still hold AChristianHome.com but the .org seems to fit what we have here better than the “.com” does.  We also have different plans for this site and our other site: TheWelcomeHome.com, too.  It has always been an interest to seek useful things/books/materials/etc. for families in the Christian home, but I’ve never wanted to *sell* things on the “AChristianHome” site as that’s not its purpose.   We would, in the future, like to make available things for the home,  but that will be on TheWelcomeHome.com site.  It’ll be better to keep the two separate.

There will invariably be broken links on our site until I get all the “kinks” worked out!  Plus, lots of inconveniences to others who link to our site—and for this I am sorry.  I will attempt to contact the ones I’m sure of.   I’ll just trust, as I always have, that the LORD will direct to this site anyone He desires to and that He’ll prompt others to share with others about our site.  I won’t fret over it as He is LORD of my life and over all that I do—thus, in all, I seek to honour Him and give Him glory!

One more link regarding the SBC (of which we are *not* members, btw) and Homeschooling: http://www.worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=38322

May 4, 2004  I sent out a Welcome Home letter yesterday with encouragement to mothers for Mother’s Day, which is coming up this Sunday.   I pray now that it’ll be a real blessing to all mama’s.  Mother’s Day is sort of a weird day—I’ve always thought it was a weird day.  Sort of like birthday’s when one becomes a mommy.  Birthdays become these strange days where things are supposed to be done, but mommy is usually the one who does things in the home and so then the family tries to find ways to surprise mommy and yet they need her help to find supplies to make the surprise—it always seems to be very peculiar when the children are young.  When they’re older, it’s a whole different story—they become very clever!  Until then, the day’s sort of odd. Well, that’s how Mother’s Day seems, sometimes, too.  A day set aside for Mother—but mother must needs be in the preparations in some way.  So… that’s why I’ve sort of changed the order of the day in our home and I so look forward to finding ways to bless my family—it’s all because of them that I can & do celebrate!

Let Freedom Ring! the 53rd annual National Day of Prayer is this Thursday, May 6th.  You can read this year’s proclamation.  It’s a privilege we have to pray—O, how I pray that God will be gracious to us as a nation, that He will draw men to Himself and that this tidal wave of perversion will be stemmed and that we would, indeed, be a nation whose God is the LORD.

 The Parents’ Empowerment Act “allows parents or legal guardians of a minor to sue, in a district court, any person who knowingly sells or distributes a product that contains material that is harmful to minors.”  [congressman Duncan Hunter] Now, do you s’pose that parents will begin suing some government schools for the harmful materials they’re presenting to students?

I figured I didn’t much like Seattle’s news lately, so I thought: how ’bout South Dakota. I’m not from there, none of my family’s from there—but, there is a guy who writes a pretty interesting political blog there.  Jason Van Beek’s a pretty funny guy in his writing of the  southdakotapolitics No, it’s not a slow news day… it’s just that the news is so disgusting that I really don’t even want to write about it.  O, boy, it’s sure going to be a long haul till election day… with all the propaganda: the diversion from what’s really gone on or is really happening today.

But, here’s another great tribute, a very powerful message:  We must never forget.  we mustn’t forget 2.5 years ago, we mustn’t forget 35 years ago and so on.  The price that’s paid by those who’ve fought and died for our freedom is being cheapened by those who’re so ignorant of the truth—have they forgotten?  Perhaps they never even knew.  All the hype, misinformation and sensationalizing in recent days—war is ugly, it’s not like the movies, nobody there gets to just get up and go home at the end of the day.  It’ll just get uglier—there is no such thing as peace between us.  O, God, save our nation; the most virulent enemy is within, not from without.  Our country is imploding and it’s not wars and rioting, it’s not bombs or planes into buildings that’re destroying our country, the enemy is within.  The Word tells us what the enemy looks like… but the simple pass on…

May 3, 2004   A second reading or proofing of what I’d written below showed me the need for grace—My thoughts were/are stirred over the event in Seattle this past Saturday and I desire to convey not so much the emotion as the message of what transpired. It’s needful to comment that my emotion is not one of anger but of grief over the condition and the trend of our society—it is grievous to me that our nation has turned its back on God and my grief is for my children and their children who will undoubtedly suffer great persecution for the faith.

Free speech?  Not for Christians!  Another media twist and smear job, Saturday’s May Day for Marriage rally in Seattle was slammed and maligned and obviously misreported.  Did I think it wouldn’t be?  No.  No, I didn’t think there would be fair and accurate reporting but, truthfully, I am surprised at the lengths they and the protesters have gone to be nasty.  They didn’t listen, they didn’t get it, they won’t listen, they won’t get it—at least not until they have a change of heart.  The eyes of their understanding are darkened and they cannot see—will not see: the truth.  The rally was *for* marriage and was hosted as an encouragement to those who stand for marriage and family but those who are demanding other ‘relationships’ be equal to or treated as “marriages” surely were determined to crush the speaker’s messages and drown out the singing.   

As the family goes, so goes the nation.  It’s hard to believe the reporting, the misinformation and their ignorance of the Scriptures—but that’s not new.  The local paper was not as caustic as the Seattle PI was in the reporting of Saturday’s event.  The attendance numbers were as inconsistent in the two papers as the reported stories were to the actual event.  But—this is just the beginning.  The abortion “battle” will seem light compared to what’s going to heat up here in the battle for marriage & family—and that will likely pale in comparison to the persecution of the church and Christianity.  I believe the future persecution of Christians will be unlike any discrimination this country’s ever known—and I am taking past race relations into account.  The Seattle Times had a piece that demonstrates the disparity of interpretation of Scriptures or manipulation of Scripture to say whatever one wants it to say—but it stands, nonetheless, the Word of God stands.  God will not be mocked.

We watched a very good video last night—brought such depth of meaning and significance to the LORD’s supper and to the rich meaning of the Passover.  It’s “Christ in the Passover” from Jews for Jesus.  The zeal of the man who shared each element of the Seder and the symbolism was so inspiring and encouraging.  O, what has been carried through the ages, the traditions and Old Testament types of Christ—it’s so incredible what God has done for us: what He’s done for us in Christ.

Have you taken the test on our first page?  I have taken a few of them—o, my, I have forgotten many facts!  I like to keep these things sharp!  They’re great conversation starters with the children.  When you review your answers, there are lists of other tests you can take.  It’s a neat way to brush up on details in the Bible.

May 1, 2004   Happy May Day to you!  We’re seeming to be just clipping through this year!  So many wonderful things coming up… and May is such a lovely month!  It was a wonderful surprise to have a letter from our daughter-in-law this morning (written at 3am) that her friend had had her baby at 1:23a.  O, my, Tara went to help her in labour two days ago!  I guess it’s hard work to hit 123 May Day! 🙂  Another friend has a birthday on this day—very sweet.  So… Tara must be home getting some much needed sleep ~ she’s deserving!  She’s 3 months along with this baby, so very tired, I’m sure.  Sweet dear.

But with all the beauty of Spring, one of the things that Spring brings is: skin.  Lots of skin.  [I’m adding a disclaimer to this previously written message:  this is directed to the fashion in general—not a specific person or persons.]  Now, I’ve had an article for sometime called: The Dangers of Dating and it’s not so much the ‘dating’ that caught my attention this time as the comments about modesty.  The author makes an interesting point: “We should avoid anything doubtful.”   I grieve for immodestly dressed sisters who continue to walk unaware of the snare they lay for all who view them.  This specific issue is gaining some notoriety—and from an unlikely source with a surprising solution!  Now, with the low pants, It’s not only the skin that’s showing, or the peeking tease of the top that just touches the top edge of the pants or skirt—there’s also the undergarments that are purposely allowed to peek over the top of low pants or an  undergarment style that’s highlighted by low and/or snug pants.   These undergarments provide much for the imagination and nothing else.  It seems the trend is present everywhere we go.  It’s expected in the world but should surely be absent in the church.   It’s grievous to me that this should even be an issue—I wonder if I’m more sensitive because my husband’s been gracious enough to share the ways men think.  I wonder, too, if having a number of teen sons makes me very very aware of the plight of men and their predicaments with determining to be and remain pure in the face of, or when confronted with immodestly dressed women. O, that dad’s and mother’s would help daughters avoid the trap they’re in and the trap they lay for others.   There’s much more that could be or ought to be said.  Modesty is a responsibility—and surely, the world’s not going to take it.

Personal Freedom Outreach is a great resource exposing the heretical teachings of religious cults and warnings regarding false or unbiblical teachings in the church.  There are hundreds of articles, resources, etc. for your study for understanding.

You might be looking for good articles on issues or “news” from a “Christian perspective” and you’ll find that there really are many great sources; a few of my favourites are World Magazine, Judicial Forum, Credenda Agenda and Chalcedon.

The crisis of education in government schools is causing no small stir in many groups, most notably, the SBC.  This summer the Southern Baptist Convention will propose that Christian parents remove their children from public or government schools and provide home-based instruction or private Christian School for them. Citing the primary educators of children are their parents, the resolution must first need to pass out of committee before the vote by the Convention.