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The earthly tent we live in*

by chuckofish

We are off to another unseasonably warm week and I am not complaining.

I am slowly putting my house back together. I keep finding baby dolls and plastic cups and packages of wet wipes in odd places that remind me of our sweet visitors. Luckily now I do not have to pack up a box of odds and ends to send back to them but can wait until they/we visit again.

Also note: the amaryllis is blooming again. They are truly amazing plants.

I also caught up on my daily Bible reading. I was a tad behind.

Q: How is the word to be read and heard, that it may become effectual to salvation? 

A: That the word may become effectual to salvation, we must attend thereunto with diligence, preparation, and prayer, receive it with faith and love, lay it up in your hearts, and practice it in your lives. 

Q: If the matter we read or hear be good, is not that enough for our salvation? 

A: No, God requires that the word be read and heard in a due manner, and the manner of hearing is of special regard with God; Luke 8:18. Take heed therefore how ye hear. 

–John Flavel (1627-91)

Here are a few good things to read…This is an interesting article about whether we should pray the “vengeance” psalms. The boy and I were just discussing the issue of vengeance and how it is right “to leave room for the wrath of God.” However, I am all for reading those psalms which some find offensive, especially Psalm 58. The Anglicans, no surprise, exiled the imprecatory prayers from the psalter after WWI.

Do you indeed speak righteousness, you silent ones?
Do you judge uprightly, you sons of men?
No, in your heart you work wickedness;
You weigh out the violence of your hands in the earth.

The wicked are estranged from the womb;
They go astray as soon as they are born, speaking lies.
Their poison is like the poison of a serpent;
They are like the deaf cobra that stops its ear,
Which will not heed the voice of charmers,
Charming ever so skillfully.

Break their teeth in their mouth, O God!
Break out the fangs of the young lions, O Lord!
Let them flow away as waters which run continually;
When he bends his bow,
Let his arrows be as if cut in pieces.
Let them be like a snail which melts away as it goes,
Like a stillborn child of a woman, that they may not see the sun.

Before your pots can feel the burning thorns,
He shall take them away as with a whirlwind,
As in His living and burning wrath.
10 The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance;
He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked,
11 So that men will say,
“Surely there is a reward for the righteous;
Surely He is God who judges in the earth.”

–Psalm 58

Food for thought. Read the article!

And this is about President Lincoln, the almost-Presbyterian. Very interesting.

And the inimitable Joni Eareckson Tada writes about grumbling.

The Lord be with you and bless you today.

*I Corinthians 5:1

That time of year…when yellow leaves…do hang

by chuckofish

This week I am busy getting ready with joy and anticipation for our out-of-town guests–daughter #2 and her family–who will be visiting at Thanksgiving. I am rearranging things in our four bedrooms to accommodate them more easily. The boy brought our little antique brass bed upstairs from the furnace room where it has been stored for 27 years and assembled it so Miss Katie can use it. I cleaned and polished it and it looks pretty good.

Baby Ida will be sleeping in my office in a borrowed pack-n-play. I hope she will not be overstimulated.

We will be playing musical beds for a few days, but I think that’s fun and it’s great to be filling up our empty house with family.

Some readers may recall that I worked for (almost) twenty years in the field of lifelong learning at my flyover institute, so I found this to be very interesting. “God created his world and inspired his word to display his glory. A well-educated person sees the glory of God in the word that God inspired and in the world that God made. An educated person understands God’s glory and evaluates it and feels it and applies it and expresses it for others to see and enjoy. That outward bent is called love. Therefore, the aim of lifelong learning is to grow in our ability to glorify God and love people. We think the six habits of mind and heart are a description of that process of growth.”

This is a long one from Carl Trueman, but wow, so worth reading. “We are idolaters because we want to be. We are not hapless tools of a system that dominates our individual agency and thus absolves us of any responsibility. Isaiah notes the zeal with which Israel embraces idolatry. Paul links the lust of sexual sin to panting after idols. We want to reject God and create our own gods. Thus, the biblical critique is not only cultural but also spiritual. It convicts idolaters of their personal responsibility for the system within which they operate, a system within which they happily live, even as it contradicts the moral structure of the world God created.”

And this made me laugh–the things people do!

I will also remind you that today is the anniversary of the day Steve McQueen died back in 1980. It is also the birthday of Billy Graham, whom McQueen met on November 3, four days before his death. He’d wanted to meet the evangelist for some time, and on that day, Mr. Graham paid him a visit. The pair prayed together and talked about the afterlife, and McQueen told him how his faith in Christ helped him deal with the cancer. At the end of their meeting, Billy Graham left McQueen his personal Bible, the name “Billy Graham” printed on the front. Inside, he wrote the date, along with a message: “To my friend Steve McQueen, may God bless and keep you always.” He signed his name, along with a reference to a Bible verse, Philippians 1:6: “And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ.”

And here’s a sonnet–#73 by William Shakespeare:

Peace be within thy walls

by chuckofish

Well, I caught up with my Bible reading and I decorated the mantle…

I got out all the framed Christmas pictures of visits to see Santa past and present…

…so the house is starting to look rather festive.

And here’s Sting singing one our favorite Advent hymns!

The angel Gabriel from Heaven came,

His wings as drifts of snow,

His eyes as flame, ‘All hail, said he, ‘Thou lowly maiden Mary,

Most highly favored lady, Gloria!

-Edgar Pettman, Sabine Baring-Gould

The race set before us

by chuckofish

Well, it is September and officially candy corn season. Maybe you are one of those people who can resist it. Well, I cannot. Mea culpa.

In other news, I hired the College Hunks to come and haul away our old sofa, which they did heroically and pleasantly and in a very timely fashion. It was not cheap, but what a relief. I think my “new” vintage sofa looks very nice.

I am pleased.

September is shaping up to be a busy month. There’s the Labor Day weekend, followed by daughter #1’s birthday. My women’s Bible Study group starts up along with other volunteer activities. Soon, you know, it will be Thanksgiving, and then…Christmas. Zut alors. Let’s try to keep our focus.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.

–Hebrews 12: 1-2

A few nice things

by chuckofish

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Well, we ended up with quite a few Christmas cards this year, and isn’t that  nice?

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Another nice thing is that daughter #1 organized all the CDs while she was home! Daughter #1 likes to play DJ with our collection and we did have at least one dance party–so the CDs were in quite a state of disarray, as you can imagine. Anyway, this is a huge job, which entails reuniting the CDs with their correct cases and then putting them back in the right section on the shelf. Awesome.

Last night I took down the Christmas trees so that I could drag them out to the curb for pick-up today. This weekend I’ll put everything away. And take down the festive outdoor lights.

Not so nice, but inevitable.

It would be nice to toast Robert Duvall tonight on his 86th birthday and watch one of his many great movies.  Truly the list is amazing! He was in everything from To Kill a Mockingbird, to True Grit, MASH, The Godfather, Apocalypse Now, Network, The Natural, Sling Blade, The Apostle, Lucky You, and on and on…What a career! I think it might be time for a little Lonesome Dove.

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“The older the violin, the sweeter the music.”

Have a nice day!

 

Have a nice weekend

by chuckofish

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Middle age is when you’re sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn’t for you.  ~Ogden Nash

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Maybe I’ll see what the boy’s up to.

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What are you up to?

Hearts are brave*

by chuckofish

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I went to see The Yeoman of the Guard by Gilbert & Sullivan on Friday night.

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The scene of this opera is laid within the precincts of the Tower of London, in the period of the 16th Century.

Admittedly, it was not the D’Oly Carte Opera Company, but I thought our local Winter Opera company was really quite wonderful.

My mother was a fan of Yeoman and we had the record.

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I think she liked it because it is the only W&S opera with kind of a sad ending. She could always relate to the fool/jester character in anything and there is a stellar one in Yeoman.

Anyway, I dragged the OM and the boy along (daughter #3 was otherwise engaged) and they enjoyed it also. We were all proud of ourselves for getting out and participating in a cultural activity.

It reminded me of the time back in 1964 when my mother bought tickets to see the actual D’Oyly Carte Company perform The Mikado. She took my brother and me. I was in the second grade, but she thought I was old enough to enjoy/appreciate this opportunity. (She may have over-estimated me.) Anyway, my father took my little sister (who was not old enough to enjoy/appreciate light opera) to see It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World. Ironically this film was on TCM last week and I DVR’d it and then watched it this weekend. It features literally every American comedian (plus Terry-Thomas) alive in 1963. It is overly long and drags some, but it does have its moments. Jonathan Winters is great and the scene in the gas station with Arnold Stang and Marvin Kaplan is priceless. There is a lot of yelling in this movie.

Speaking of movies, I also watched From Hell (2001) on Halloween and, despite the presence of Johnny Depp, I thought it was dreadful. Apologies for recommending it on Friday!

Sunday, as you know, was All Saints Day and we had an interminably long service complete with a children’s sermon dissecting the hymn The Saints of God. Oh, did I mention it was also pledge Sunday? Well, it was. On top of this, the woman sitting behind me was a beat behind or a beat ahead during every prayer and every hymn to the point where I was ready to slap her and slap her hard. I hate feeling that way in church.

And now it is November and the long slide to Christmas begins. Deo gratias.

Enjoy your Monday!

Point. I have a song to sing, O!

Elsie. Sing me your song, O!

Point. It is sung to the moon

By a love-lorn loon,

Who fled from the mocking throng,O!

It’s the song of a merryman, moping mum,

Whose soul was sad, and whose glance was glum,

Who sipped no sup, and who craved no crumb.

As he sighed for the love of a ladye.

Heighdy! heighdy! Misery me, lackadaydee!

He sipped no sup, and he craved no crumb,

As he sighed for the love of a ladye.

–Yeoman of the Guard

Hymn #287

“To feel at home, stay at home.”*

by chuckofish

I like Jamie Meares and have enjoyed her blog I Suwannee for years. I wish I could go to her store in Raleigh, don’t you? Anyway, I thought her blog post yesterday was just great.

She says, “the collections in your home should be the truest reflection of yourself.  they can be edited, and some may seem more relevant at times than others, but hold onto the little things that accumulate in life, and display them.”

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I totally agree. I mean, who wants to live in a hotel-room house?

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Not I, that’s for sure.

But it’s not enough to have a bunch of junk in your house, which sometimes–let’s be honest–those “country” style homes and “shabby chic” places display.

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No, the things you have in your home should “mean” something to you.

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Too often, bloggers seem to think that a trip to HomeGoods will supply everything you need. Well, it will supply a quick fix and that’s all.

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Like with most things, collecting takes patience and time.

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And I’ve got time. And so does Jamie. It’s called Life.

*Clifton Fadiman

What makes a home beautiful?

by chuckofish

Bloggers are fond of asking themselves this question. The glossy home magazines endlessly try to answer this question.

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1. For me, a house has to look lived in. Clearly the home is a reflection of the people who live in it. So if the house doesn’t even looked lived in, how can it be beautiful? Thank goodness, perfection is not the answer.

2. A home needs lots of art on the walls. My mother taught me that you should only have “original” art on the first floor. Prints, posters and the like belong upstairs. I get that. She considered old family photographs as art. But definitely not new photographs, i.e. school pictures. Art is a very personal thing and it always amazes me when people have decorators pick art for them to hang on their walls.

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3. I like a mix of antiques and new furniture. My mother abhorred “suites” of furniture, i.e. sets bought all together. She said that if you collect antiques or vintage furniture, nothing will match and you will have different periods and styles represented. And that’s okay.

4. I like plants. I probably have too many, but a punch of green in every room is a necessity. They also clean the air!

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5. Books! I know a lot of people think books are dust-attracters and a waste of money when there are libraries and kindles out there, but, gee, a home is neither beautiful nor lived-in without books. You either get that or you don’t. However, using books as a decorating prop is a no-no in my opinion.

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6. I love dishes–old, new, whatever. I like to display them. I remember frequently going to the furniture store (which was next door to the grocery store) with my mother to gaze at the china displays. We would say, “Oh, I like that pattern!” and “Oh, isn’t that one pretty?!” This, of course, is how you teach your children to appreciate beautiful things. It’s not about buying things, but learning to look at things and see them and discriminate between the beautiful and the average. It’s like going to art museums to look at the art and saying, “I like that!” You learn to have an opinion.

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7. Fresh flowers.

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8. Needlework: samplers, needlepoint pillows, lovely bed linens–especially when made by people we love.

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This, of course, is my list and I do not mean to imply that someone who loves a match-matchy house with lots of family pictures in the living room and no books is wrong. As daughter #1 says, “It is just not my aesthetic.” People should decorate to suit themselves.

As you can tell, I was much influenced by my mother, who (I think) had great taste. She learned a lot from her mother, but she really had a sense of style that far surpassed anyone else in her family. Where did that come from? I don’t know. She understood what a “tableau” or “vignette” was long before they became decorating watchwords. She never had much money to spend on her home, but she did her best to make it beautiful.

The great Albert Hadley once said: “Decorating is not about making stage sets, it’s not about making pretty pictures for the magazines; it’s really about creating a quality of life, a beauty that nourishes the soul.”

I agree. My mother would have agreed too. Furthermore, I am grateful for my home and for the people who live/have lived in it. A sense of gratitude also adds to the beauty of a home, don’t you think?

Natural delights and changing joys

by chuckofish

“How lucky country children are in these natural delights that lie ready to their hand! Every season and every plant offers changing joys. As they meander along the lane that leads to our school all kinds of natural toys present themselves for their diversion. The seedpods of stitchwort hang ready for delightful popping between thumb and finger, and later the bladder campion offers a larger, if less crisp, globe to burst. In the autumn, acorns, beechnuts, and conkers bedizen their path, with all their manifold possibilities of fun.”

― Miss Read, Village Diary

It is the clean-up season in America. The leaves are falling and piling up. The sound of leaf-blowers is ubiquitous. But there is rain in the forecast, so we are going to have a yard full of wet leaves and no time over the wet and stormy weekend to do anything about it.
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C’est la vie. We’ll just have to chill and not stress about it.

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Meanwhile the last of the brave flowers are blooming.

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And the Christmas cactus is fabulous!

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And here is another seasonal joy from those other two blogging sisters who also reside in my flyover state, the wonderful girls of A Beautiful Mess blog. You gotta love a turkey-shaped cheese tray! While we are chilling this weekend and not raking leaves, maybe we’ll get creative and put together one of these fantastic turkey trays.

But don’t forget:

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