Friday, June 28, 2013
Thursday, June 20, 2013
I had been reading about Christ’s temptation – we really know very little about those 40 days, and I can scarcely imagine what they were like. Not only did Christ have no food, but he had no companions, and certainly no things – just wild animals, Mark said. But Christ persevered, even starving and weakened, thin after forty days of fasting, He resisted Satan’s efforts to destroy Him through temptation. This does come back together…
You see as I looked around my office and at my beloved books, the scent of bread still in the air, the Spirit began to challenge me – with where my affections were placed. And I am embarrassed to tell you about that conversation.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Well, I finally got the guest room sorted out, as the English would
say….we’ve been watching a lot of British TV, if you wondered. Anyway, back in
May, I dumped all of my winter clothes on the guest bed. Then I pulled out the boxes of stored clothes
(etc.) from my “attic” room and added them to the pile, and finally, opened
wide the doors to the guest room closet.
Well, you can imagine!!
Yesterday, I finally got back down to the bed spread, returned the
winter clothes to be preserved to their storage wars (yes, that works) and the
hopeful, I do want to fit in them again, to their places, and ended up with a
box to add to the landfill, and three, at least, bags to recycle. And I feel
Monday, June 17, 2013
Friday, June 14, 2013
This morning I read the first five chapters of Mark ( my new friend) in the Message, and question after question piqued my curiosity, like why did Simon and Andrew, James and John just leave their fishing nets and follow Christ? Were they just young men looking for a confident leader to follow, like the young men at BBC? Or were they such knowledgeable Hebrew children that they readily saw in Jesus the prophesied Messiah?
Then I noticed that Jesus, the Son of God and very God Himself, needed quiet. So much so that He fled His bed before dawn to find a place where He could hide and pray. And He did that more than once. Mark tells how Jesus climbed a mountain to pray. Can you see Him, sweaty, His hair sticking to His forehead and neck, His robe torn by pricker bushes along the path, His fingernails broken and dirty as He pulled Himself up over rocky boulders to rest in their shade. It took a rugged mountain to provide a place for Him to get away and pray. And we want a comfortable chair, or a desk with a good lamp...
Mark is the action book, the record of an impatient man...who wrote what he saw, without commenting on it all that much. His perfunctory record of the facts though, has invited closer observation and as I said before, lots of questions - and that, my friend, is not a bad thing.
So today I am learning to embrace the quiet, to read right now this book of Mark, a few chapters at a time, slowly, savoring, asking questions, writing in the margins, a kind of dialoging with the text. It's been a while since I could do this, to read and listen without rushing. It's a good thing, I think.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
I have watched the news, making sure that the day will be sunny and planted eight perennials, which had reclined on a bench in front of my house for at least two weeks. I have tidied up the kitchen (read that rinsed out a saucepan, loaded the dishwasher and rehung two dish towels) I have carried the Sunday papers out to the garbage bins, and I have reloaded the toilet paper holder. Intense and deeply spiritual - and maybe they were. But that is another idea to write about later.
I comfort myself that I don't believe I am all that unusual, and I am grateful for God's patience and mercy. He does know I am coming. And I can't help wondering if my day is not a microcosm of what we all face everyday - the evil one at work distracting us from what is really most important. So, I will say farewell for the moment and head upstairs - to my office which is still technology free and begin with my Andrew Murray devotional journal on prayer. Then I plan to do some reading in the Message-a wonderful version that reads like it was written yesterday....and I am not sure what comes next - after I decide what journal will become my prayer journal for this new stage of my life.
Have a great day!!!
Monday, June 10, 2013
I can’t believe that it is over a half a year since I have written here, but thanks to a partial retirement, from my full-time role as Dean to part time role as online teacher, I think I can get back at this. There is no denying that I am an older woman now, so I thought I would spend a little time meditating on this passage – perhaps taking several days to look at it.