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How’s it goin’?

by chuckofish

Well, cooler weather has finally arrived! I actually wore a sweater yesterday. For this, I am thankful.

Here’s a poem about that by Robert Herrick (1591—1674):

Lord, Thou hast given me a cell

         Wherein to dwell,

A little house, whose humble roof

         Is weather-proof:

Under the spars of which I lie

         Both soft, and dry;

Where Thou my chamber for to ward

         Hast set a guard

Of harmless thoughts, to watch and keep

         Me, while I sleep.

Low is my porch, as is my fate,

         Both void of state;

And yet the threshold of my door

         Is worn by th’ poor,

Who thither come and freely get

         Good words, or meat.

Like as my parlour, so my hall

         And kitchen’s small;

A little buttery, and therein

         A little bin,

Which keeps my little loaf of bread

         Unchipp’d, unflead;

Some brittle sticks of thorn or briar

         Make me a fire,

Close by whose living coal I sit,

         And glow like it.

Lord, I confess too, when I dine,

         The pulse is Thine,

And all those other bits, that be

         There plac’d by Thee;

The worts, the purslain, and the mess

         Of water-cress,

Which of Thy kindness Thou hast sent;

         And my content

Makes those, and my beloved beet,

         To be more sweet.

‘Tis Thou that crown’st my glittering hearth

         With guiltless mirth;

And giv’st me wassail-bowls to drink,

         Spic’d to the brink.

Lord, ’tis Thy plenty-dropping hand

         That soils my land;

And giv’st me, for my bushel sown,

         Twice ten for one;

Thou mak’st my teeming hen to lay

         Her egg each day;

Besides my healthful ewes to bear

         Me twins each year;

The while the conduits of my kine

         Run cream, for wine.

All these, and better, Thou dost send

         Me, to this end,

That I should render, for my part,

         A thankful heart,

Which, fir’d with incense, I resign,

         As wholly Thine;

But the acceptance, that must be,

         My Christ, by Thee.

And here’s an important reminder: “Paul teaches us how we can learn to become grateful. We become grateful by practicing it. Gratitude doesn’t start with a feeling. It starts by simply obeying the Bible’s commands to give thanks in everything. And we can start with whatever is going on in our lives right now, with our families, our work, and the people around us.”

These are great hymns to sing at the end of life or anytime. We sing these hymns regularly in my church.

So look up, be thankful, sing!

That due sense of all thy mercies

by chuckofish

So I am picking up a new car tomorrow–a Mini Countryman in British racing green. My Mini Cooper is 10 years old (!) and I love it and it is perfect, but I need a bigger car for those highway trips to Mahomet. (The OM does not like switching cars. I get it.) Anyway, I am passing old Giles to DN who will use it to drive to work, thus freeing their Subaru to be used by daughter #2. Katie says, You mean we can go anywhere we want anytime we want?! 🤯 Yes, dear, exactly.

The learning curve on this 2025 model will be challenging. My old Mini has few bells and whistles–no rear few camera, etc. So pray for me.

In other news, the boy and daughter #3 bought a house! They will be able to move in before Christmas. We are very excited for them!

And a week from today is Thanksgiving. Daughter #2 and DN and the prairie girls will drive down on Wednesday. DN is cooking! And it is the boy’s birthday!

ALMIGHTY God, Father of all mercies, we, thine unworthy servants, do give thee most humble and hearty thanks for all thy goodness and loving-kindness to us and to all men; We bless thee for our creation, preservation, and all the blessings of this life; but above all, for thine inestimable love in the redemption of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ; for the means of grace, and for the hope of glory. And, we beseech thee, give us that due sense of all thy mercies, that our hearts may he unfeignedly thankful; and that we show forth thy praise, not only with our lips, but in our lives, by giving up our selves to thy service, and by walking before thee in holiness and righteousness all our days; through Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom, with thee and the Holy Ghost, be all honour and glory, world without end. Amen.

–BCP, 1928

Come, ye thankful people, come

by chuckofish

In November we like to be especially aware of all for which we are thankful. It is good to start a list.

My Bible study group. It has been great to be in this group of ladies from my new church and a real entry therein. Because it is a sharing group, I have gotten to know so many of them and visa versa. I especially enjoy being with the young women. They are so engaged in the gospel and so intent on their prayer lives. I have never known women like this. It is a rarity in this world, no doubt. I have so much to learn. This is my last week until the new year. I will miss it.

The Bible. Since I began my search for a new denomination in earnest several years ago, and started listening to Tim Keller, R.C. Sproul et al, I have learned that to be immersed in the Bible and regular in study, is of the utmost importance. Daily Bible reading really does ground you. I have 47 days to go until I finish reading the entire Bible. And do you know what I’ll do on January 1, 2023? Start all over again.

Your word is a lamp to my feet
And a light to my path.

–Psalm 119:105

The internet. It is the downfall of civilization (no exaggeration intended) as we know it, but it can be very helpful and enlightening. I especially appreciate writers who are much smarter and more articulate than I, like this guy. “We live in an age marked by infantile ingratitude. And if [he] is right, that means we live in an age when we do not really know how to live at all. Ingratitude has dehumanized us.” Truer words were never spoken.

Oh, that men would give thanks to the Lord for His goodness,
And for His wonderful works to the children of men!

–Psalm 107:15

Also the internet provides this kind of diversion. (Thank you, Anne.)

And I thought this was funny.

My aging and increasingly creaking body. I am grateful that I am still able to go up and down stairs and do multiple loads of laundry. I can still vacuum my home and take out the trash. I can’t do some things, but I can still do a lot. I don’t mind asking for help when I need it.

I am still feeling the effects of the cold which has had me in its clutches for nearly three weeks. I am getting better, but man, I really take for granted how great it is to be healthy until I’m not.

Jesus Christ said to all Christians without exception, “Let him who would be my disciple carry his cross, and follow me.” The broad way leads to perdition. We must follow the narrow way which few enter. We must be born again, renounce ourselves, hate ourselves, become a child, be poor in spirit, weep to be comforted and not be of the world which is cursed because of its scandels.

These truths frighten people, and this is because they only know what religion exacts without knowing what it offers, and they ignore the spirit of love which makes everything easy. They do not know that it leads to the highest perfection by a feeling of peace and love which sweetens all the struggle.

Those who are wholly God’s are always happy. They know by experience that the yoke of the Lord is “easy and light,” that we find in him “rest for the soul,” and that he comforts those who are weary and overburdened, as he himself has said.

François Fénelon (1651-1715)

The way is clear

by chuckofish

Well, we finally got some rain after about a month without any and the storm was quite a whopper! But much needed and appreciated.

In other news, a 2,554-pound pumpkin won the record as the heaviest pumpkin in U.S. history! The super squash was grown near Buffalo, New York, this year. But wait! Just one week later, a new pumpkin king was crowned. A 2,560-pound pumpkin won a contest in Northern California, beating the first squash by six pounds. Who knew the competition was so fierce?

This article about the sin of contempt is very pertinent these days. It is a sin I grapple with daily. “But contempt is the silent killer of Christian charity. It has no place in the heart of a follower of Jesus.”

I had lunch the other day with two friends who are 93 and 82. We jokingly agreed that we are all very thankful to wake up every morning and know what day it is. But a lot of people forget that God commands us to be thankful: give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. (1 Thessalonians 5:18) As Darryl Dash writes, “To refuse to give thanks to God is, in some sense, the essence of sin, one of the greatest problems plaguing humanity (Romans 1: 21). Acknowledging God and giving thanks to him is no trifling matter.”

So may the Lord make me truly thankful for the big things (family, health, home, church) and for the smaller things, such as:

  • a house full of books and movies…
  • the internet, which can be a blessing. I stumbled upon this on the desiringGod website…
  • our memories

And a poem by Wendell Berry:

And, finally, a toast to Angela Lansbury who has died at age 96. I think I’ll watch either The World of Henry Orient (1964) or The Court Jester (1955)–both great favorites of mine in which she appeared.

(The pumpkin photo is from the WORLD News Group.)

A jot more’n I’d be crying

by chuckofish

The end of the year is fast approaching. Indeed the Christmas Cactus started blooming a few weeks ago.

I have a lot on my work ‘to do’ list to accomplish in order to take some needed time off at the end of the year. This is stressful, as are most things these days. We are also hoping for a holiday visit from daughter #2, DN and the darling babe, but who knows?

But it is good to note amid all this unending stress that today we celebrate World Prematurity Day and our own miracle twins who were born at 27 weeks.

Lottie’s hand is the size of her mother’s fingertip!

Even though they weighed only 1.5 pounds each when they were born, they were ‘real’ babies who fought for life. Through perseverance and lots of love…

…and with the help of great doctors and nurses…

…they grew into the remarkable nutballs we know today.

They’ll turn four in less than a month! We are so thankful for them.

As we approach Thanksgiving–whatever Thanksgiving will be this year–we must keep in mind how much we have to be thankful for and to whom we are thankful.

“Thee asked me where I’d been and how I’d fared. I’ve been quite a step…and fared mighty well the whole ways. If a man’d fared any better’n me it’d unsettled his mind. I’ve had two eyes and seen sights so pretty there’s no words to duplicate them. I’ve drunk the wine of astonishment…standing still, gazing. I’ve had two feet and no better land anywhere to walk on. Green plush grass in spring, and leaves like a carpet in fall. I’ve smelled white clover in daytime and quenched my thirst with live spring-water. I’ve earned my bread in the sweat of my brow, and still do, hard-scrabble like any other man, but making out. I’ve had for wife the one woman I’d choose, and been free to lift my voice to God. Though mighty backward, I reckon, in making out what He’s had to say to me. I’ve fared so well…that a jot more’n I’d be crying.”

Jessamyn West, The Friendly Persuasion

Humble and hearty thanks

by chuckofish

For everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving, because it is consecrated by the word of God and prayer.

– 1 Timothy 4:4-5 (NIV)

We have a lot to be thankful for! For instance, I was glad to see that they are still making Thanksgiving art projects (in pre-school) using a handprint as the basis for a turkey.

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I am grateful that the OM and I can make an evening out of a take-out dinner and The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938)–which we did last weekend.  Who needs a night on the town? Not us.

I am grateful that I have been able to do the lion’s share of my Christmas shopping online this year, because I have barely been in a store in the last six months! However, I plan to “shop local” this Saturday to support our local economy. I know retailers need that. The boy will be putting in a lot of hours this weekend at his small business!

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Speaking of the boy, I am thankful that we will be celebrating his birthday on Thanksgiving! He was born on the day after Thanksgiving 33 years ago–before the day was universally referred to as Black Friday.

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He has been through a lot in his 33 years…

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…but he knows that adversity builds character.

I am thankful that two out of three of my children will be home for Thanksgiving and that we will enjoy a delicious meal followed by yummy pie and our annual viewing of Planes, Trains and Automobiles (1987). (Daughter #2 will be far away but well taken care of.)

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I am thankful that I don’t have to travel anywhere this week.

Although I am thankful for my job and all those I work with, I am also thankful to have a few days off from that job! I will be well rested (I hope) when I start my radiation treatments (28!) after this weekend. I am thankful for those too, right? Yes, I am.

ALMIGHTY God, Father of all mercies, We thine unworthy servants do give thee most humble and hearty thanks For all thy goodness and loving-kindness To us, and to all men; We bless thee for our creation, preservation, and all the blessings of this life; But above all, for thine inestimable love In the redemption of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ; For the means of grace, And for the hope of glory. And, we beseech thee, give us that due sense of all thy mercies, That our hearts may be unfeignedly thankful, And that we show forth thy praise, Not only with our lips, but in our lives; By giving up ourselves to thy service, And by walking before thee in holiness and righteousness all our days; through Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom with thee and the Holy Ghost be all honor and glory, world without end. Amen.

–BCP, A General Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving!

Thanks—joyful thanks!

by chuckofish

Here we are halfway through November and Thanksgiving is a week from today! Let’s get serious about having thankful thoughts! Here’s some Walt Whitman to help with that.

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Thanks in old age—thanks ere I go,

For health, the midday sun, the impalpable air—for life, mere
life,

For precious ever-lingering memories, (of you my mother dear
—you, father—you, brothers, sisters, friends,)

For all my days—not those of peace alone—the days of war the
same,

For gentle words, caresses, gifts from foreign lands,

For shelter, wine and meat—for sweet appreciation,

(You distant, dim unknown—or young or old—countless, un-
specified, readers belov’d,

We never met, and ne’er shall meet—and yet our souls embrace,
long, close and long;)

For beings, groups, love, deeds, words, books—for colors, forms,

For all the brave strong men—devoted, hardy men—who’ve for-
ward sprung in freedom’s help, all years, all lands,

For braver, stronger, more devoted men—(a special laurel ere I
go, to life’s war’s chosen ones,

The cannoneers of song and thought—the great artillerists—the
foremost leaders, captains of the soul:)

As soldier from an ended war return’d—As traveler out of
myriads, to the long procession retrospective,

Thanks—joyful thanks!—a soldier’s, traveler’s thanks.

–Walt Whitman, 1888-89

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The paintings are by John McCartin, Patrick William Adam, Bruce Yardley, and Mark O’Neill. Pretty pictures always help, right?

There is no joy in Mudville

by chuckofish

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Well, baseball season is finally over. Thank goodness.

Post-season baseball is just too stressful. We flyover fans identify so strongly with our hometown team and we are so eager for them to triumph…but we must keep telling ourselves: It is just baseball. Nobody died.

Yes, we will miss our (sad) skipper.

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But life goes on.

One of my goals for November is to be more consciously thankful.

You would think that would be an easy thing in the days leading up to Thanksgiving, but experience teaches us (or me at least) that this is not so. We start that snowball slide to Christmas and get busier day by day. And when we get busy, we forget to be thankful.

My mantra this month will be: Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. (Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Even today. Even when the Cardinals lose.

A sensible thanksgiving for mercies received is a mighty prayer in the Spirit of God. It prevails with Him unspeakably.

–John Bunyan

Let us give thanks

by chuckofish

Got no check books, got no banks. Still I’d like to express my thanks – I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night. ~Irving Berlin

Finally the “Halloween season” is over and we move into November. It is a month to be consciously thankful. It is time to put away the witches and ghosts and get out the pilgrims!

and these guys…