Into his tabernacle
by chuckofish
It is the last day of February and spring is in the air. Daughter #1 made it back to town and Mr. Smith was very happy. She’ll tell you all about her exciting visit with daughter #2 tomorrow.
In the meantime I have a few links.
This is a very interesting article about how there’s a “hole at its heart” in Oberammergau’s famous Passion play these days. Why am I not surprised?
And Anne has these wise words:
There is only one way to avoid climbing a mountain and finding it is actually a doomed precipice over which you will certainly fall by your own power if you don’t ask someone—God—for help. And that is not to climb at all, but rather to begin by falling down. I love the way the psalmist [#137] put it this morning:
We will go into his tabernacle,*
and fall low on our knees before his footstool.
Arise, O Lord, into your resting-place,*
you and the ark of your strength.
dual personalities 
While Clarkson’s commentary decries “secular” changes to the story, she ultimately points to some widespread theological shifts that take us away from the more troubling and deeply emotional realms of faith. When these are skated over, as they too often are, the result is superficial. No wonder churches are losing members.
No wonder, indeed.
The article about Oberammergau was very depressing, if not at all surprising. That’s a great pic of your sweet family and I love the sweatshirts!
Wheeler should be pleased that Katie knows the word “ultimate” by sight and loves when we all match. Her only complaint is that there is no “K” on her sweatshirt. We request a rebrand to Lakrosse 🙂
I was very impressed!!
You definitely need a baby-sized sweatshirt!