Showing posts with label Covenant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Covenant. Show all posts

Sunday, December 25, 2016

Christmas // The Year of Our Lord 2016


"Man’s maker was made man that He, Ruler of the stars, might nurse at His mother’s breast; that the Bread might hunger, the Fountain thirst, the Light sleep, the Way be tired on its journey; that Truth might be accused of false witnesses, the Teacher be beaten with whips, the Foundation be suspended on wood; that Strength might grow weak; that the Healer might be wounded; that Life might die." Augustine of Hippo

The paradox of Christmas. Leading to and bound together with the cross, the bull's eye center of history and of this whole entire glorious creation that we run round every day.

The twists and turns and darkness and then the blinding surprise of joy round the roughest, darkest corner of all. And now our deep and yet yearning satisfaction. Our God delights in doing the unexpected, and His incredible goodness spills out over His creation.

And then there's Matthew 1:23 that knocks me breathless every time I try to really grab hold of it, "Behold, the virgin shall be with child, and bear a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel," which is translated, “God with us.”

God with us.

God in the flesh. A crying, hungry baby. Growing up and going to the cross for the salvation of the world. God the Son now reigning at His Father's right hand over the nations and hearing the prayers of His people. Knowing His people. Intimately. Knowing, as only the Shepherd can, all the deepest darkest corners around which He is leading us. Knowing, too, the blinding joy waiting on the other side. Joy to explode our hearts and minds if we had not been prepared and tested through the valleys. For He is creating us anew in His own image, always.

Our Great King has come in the flesh and it is earthshaking -- cause for the very greatest and highest joy indeed!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!


Tuesday, October 18, 2016

First wedding pictures!





(Photos by my talented friend Kezia of Step Up Photography.
Also, some of these are indeed running over into the sidebar again on purpose as I thought you'd all like to see them a wee bit better.)


The last month has been most entirely splendid (married life is simply lovely) and there's so much to tell -- so many adventures and plans and exciting happenings and projects (not to mention words) bubbling over to be shared. :) Such wonderfulness!

I can't wait to hear from you all!


Sunday, March 27, 2016

Resurrection Day ~ The Year of Our Lord 2016


At the Name of Jesus


"At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow,
every tongue confess him King of Glory now.
'Tis the Father's pleasure we should call him Lord,
who from the beginning was the mighty Word:


 "Mighty and mysterious in the highest height,
God from everlasting very light of light:
in the Father's bosom with the Spirit blest,
love in love eternal, rest in perfect rest.

"At his voice creation sprang at once to sight,
all the angel faces all the hosts of light, 
thrones and dominations, stars upon their way,
all the heavenly orders in their great array.


"Humbled for a season, to receive a name
from the lips of sinners unto whom he came,
faithfully he bore it spotless to the last,
brought it back victorious when from death he passed.

"Bore it up triumphant with its human light, 
through all ranks of creatures to the central height, 
to the throne of Godhead, to the Father's breast; 
filled it with the glory of that perfect rest.


"Name him all creation name him, with love strong as death,
but with awe and wonder, and with bated breath;
he is God the Saviour, he is Christ the Lord,
ever to be worshipped, trusted and adored.

"...Brothers, this Lord Jesus shall return again,
with his Father's glory, with his angel train;
for all wreaths of empire meet upon his brow,
and our hearts confess him King of Glory now."
Caroline M. Noel


Saturday, August 29, 2015

The Bookish Tag

Fellow writer Annie Hawthorne has just joined the blogging world with her delightful blog The Curious Wren! Isn't that a fun name? As part of this week's grand celebration she's also sharing a story related tag and her questions were so good I sat down almost immediately to answer them. (Thank you, Annie!) She's also hosting a giveaway, so do be sure to hop over and check it all out. :) And now....


1. What was the last book you read, and would you recommend it? ~ Rules for Reformers by Doug Wilson. And yes, I would—it’s excellent.

2. Describe the perfect reading spot. ~ It’s not always where I read, but one of my favorite spots is on the floor beside my bed. The natural light combining with the blue of the room is beautiful, and you can stretch and read at the same time. Perfection!

3. Favorite book beverage? Tea? Coffee? Hot chocolate? Tears of your readers? ~ Tears of my readers most definitely! ;) But for a second choice: coffee.


4. Share favorite quotes from four books. ~ Trying to pick from some favorites I don’t mention later on...

“At the beginning of their happiness at some moments they were both ready to look on those seven years as though they were seven days. He did not know that the new life would not be given him for nothing, that he would have to pay dearly for it, that it would cost him great striving, great suffering. But that is the beginning of a new story—the story of the gradual renewal of a man, the story of his gradual regeneration, of his passing from one world to another, of his initiation into a new unknown life.” 
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

“Like a flash the keen blade fled across the hall, straight at Gerda as she stood fearless before him, and I was only just in time. I stood on her right, and my left arm caught it. The blade went through the muscles of the forearm, and stayed there, but that was of no account. Gerda’s light mail would hardly have stopped it. She gave a little cry, and I set my arm behind me, smiling. But all the men saw and roared… There was quiet then, and Gerda looked round to me. Phelim had taken charge of my arm at once, and the long blade was out, and a scarf, which some girl who had not lost her senses had handed him, was round the wound. ‘Not much harm done,’ he said, smiling at Gerda, who thanked him in words and me with a look.’” 
Charles W. Whistler, A Sea Queen’s Sailing


“…This song was joyously borne away with Mr. Dalroy in the disappearing car; and the motorists were miles beyond pursuit from Peaceways before they thought of halting again. But they were still beside the bank of that noble and enlarging river; and in a place of deep fern and fairy-ribboned birches with the glowing and gleaming water behind them, Patrick asked his friend to stop the car. ‘By the way,’ said Humphrey, suddenly, ‘there was one thing I didn’t understand. Why was he so afraid of the Public Analyst? What poison and chemicals does he put in the milk?’ ‘H2O,’ answered the Captain, ‘I take it without milk myself.’ And he bent over as if to drink of the stream, as he had done at daybreak.” 
G.K. Chesterton, The Flying Inn

“What with one thing and another—having been at a school where they didn’t play it and so forth—Rugby football is a game I can’t claim absolutely to understand in all its niceties, if you know what I mean. I can follow the broad, general principles, of course. I mean to say, I know that the main scheme is to work the ball down the field somehow and deposit it over the line at the other end, and that, in order to squelch this programme, each side is allowed to put in a certain amount of assault and battery and do things to its fellow-man which, if done elsewhere, would result in fourteen days without the option, coupled with some strong remarks from the Bench. But there I stop. What you might call the science of the thing is to Bertram Wooster a sealed book. However, I am informed by experts that on this occasion there was not enough science for anyone to notice.” 
P.G. Wodehouse, The Ordeal of Young Tuppy (short story)


5. What is your most loved fantasy read? Dystopia? Contemporary? Sci-fi? Classic? ~ Fantasy would be a toss-up between Lewis’ The Horse and His Boy and the LOTR. I haven’t read any dystopian or sci-fi and I actually haven’t read much with a contemporary setting either (after, say, settings in the 1940’s and 50’s :)), but for something that was written recently, Behold the Dawn by K.M. Weiland, and for a classic, North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell. I absolutely LOVE both!

6. List three authors you’ve collected the most books from. ~ Off the top of my head: Shakespeare, Caroline Dale Snedeker, and Jean Bothwell.

7. What are your thoughts on magic in literature? ~ This question/answer would definitely be sufficient for a blog post unto itself.... and I know there’s a good Gandalf quote on the subject, but I’m afraid I can’t think of it at the moment. In short, when it’s in good rich stories—the truest stories of all reflecting the glorious, beautiful, dangerous, breathtaking reality bound deep into the very fiber of God’s creation—showing forth a facet of the true magic running under all this world and held secure, spilling joy from the hands of our great King—I love it.

8. What types of book covers capture your imagination most strongly? ~ I do like pictorial covers, but personally (since I read a lot of classics, etc.) the cover isn’t what generally draws me in. The romance novels I’ve read here and there, though, did capture my imagination due to being particularly classy when it came to the couples or the girl on the front, etc. :)


9. Mention the first book character that comes to mind. ~ Of course, as soon as I thought “first” here, a whole crowd came rushing forward, but I think the absolute first is Elstrid in Margaret Leighton’s Journey for a Princess. I’ve always strongly identified with her and—often uncertain yet growing into the womanly strength her birth calls her to and learning to step bravely into the unknown—she’s one of my most beloved heroines.

10. Do you lend out your books? Or is that the equivalent to giving away your babies? ~ I’ve actually gone to the lengths of acquiring double copies for some books I like loaning out so yes, most stay firmly on the home shelves. (But, of course, if you’d ever like to come visit for a week and settle down on the floor in my room to read you’re truly more than welcome—the sunlight and those blue walls and the trees outside really are  lovely! ;))

And tell me! Do we have any favorites in common?



Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Of Christmas ~ A.D. 2014



"Behold, the virgin shall be with child, and bear a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel," which is translated, "God with us." 

"Of the increase of His government and peace there will be no end, upon the throne of David and over His kingdom, to order it and establish it with judgment and justice from that time forward, even forever. The zeal of the Lord of hosts will perform this."

~ Matt. 1:23, Isaiah 9:7 ~

(And, as you can tell, I had all sorts of adventures getting this post up. Date mix-ups, etc. I do apologize.... Suffice to say, here it is at last! ;))

Hoping you all have a most wonderful, blessed Christmas celebration tomorrow!

Merry Christmas everyone!!!


Saturday, October 19, 2013

Joy and the Essence at the Heart of the Covenant


My schedule is pretty packed for the next three weeks so–though this is a new blog–future posts will probably have to wait till I get back. But I'll be keeping up with my email, replying to commentsand sending out bookmarks! :-)

Meanwhile, I wanted to share something with you all! Coming from “Our Reasonable Faith” by Herman Bavinck (which I actually have not read), it touches on the deepest reality of our life.

To begin with: I love (I mean really love) discussing sound doctrine and faith, but sound doctrine always has hands and feet. It’s played out 24/7 in everything we do. Our faith is in a real, perfect Person and He cares how we scrub out the kitchen sink and pick up spilled sewing pins on the living room carpet and spread fresh straw outdoors–and He commands us to have joy in all of it.

~“The prophets and apostles, and the saints generally who appear before us in the Old and New Testament and later in the church... did not sit and philosophize about God in abstracted concepts, but rather confessed what God meant to them and what they owed to Him in all the circumstances of life. God was for them not at all a cold concept, which they then proceeded to rationally analyze, but He was a living, personal force, a reality infinitely more real than the world around them. Indeed, He was to them the one, eternal, worshipful Being. They reckoned with Him in their lives, they lived in His tent, walked as if always before His face, served Him in His courts, and worshiped Him in His sanctuary.”~

We reckon with, walk before, serve, and worship the God who breaks mountains and builds them up again. The God who cast all the constellations across the sky on the day when the sons of God shouted for joy with a shaking sound of thunder. The God in whose face (to borrow a phrase from Tolkien) there is a fountain of mirth–enough to set a kingdom laughing. The God in whom we live and move and have our being. The God (not only in whose tent we dwell), but who is building us–us–frail, sin-prone creatures that we still are–into the glorious temple of His own dwelling place. The God who delights in us with singing and who has given His sure and certain word to hew and shape us–not only into fit stones for His temple–not only into faithful soldiers and citizens in His kingdom service–but into the very likeness of His Son. The Son who loves us with a white-hot heat of passion and who descended into the darkness and horror and tearing, ripping pain of death to win His bride. The Son who was raised from the dead and is the Firstborn over all creation, reigning at the right hand of His Father, who is our Father as well.

And that is grounds for earth-breaking joy. :-)


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