Sunday, December 30, 2007

Forward Momentum

2008 ... that's a lot of numbers! I tend to think of time in terms of my own lifespan, but when I consider what's occurred just since 1900 I'm amazed. Then again, when I look back even farther (that's to say I know a little something about history) I am reminded that time brings with it all sorts of opportunity and adventure, mayhem and clamor, rich heritage and scornful shame. It's enough to make you reticent to take the next step, or bold enough to leap ahead with joy. I opt for the latter, knowing the best is yet to come.

Don’t be afraid to take a big step when one is indicated. You can’t cross a chasm in two small jumps. --Buckminster Fuller

Ready to leap into 2008?

Saturday, December 29, 2007

Higher Reflections

I've long been a fan of Dr. Henry Blackaby. His writing inspires me, and often it opens a gateway for better understanding of the Scriptures. His website is chocked full of resources (http://www.blackaby.org/), with daily devotions posted there as well. Today's is especially poignant so I quote a portion of it here:

"True worship is life-changing! It creates within the worshiper’s heart a hatred for sin. True worship results in repentance, obedient submission, and a desire for holiness (Isa. 6:1–8). True worship generates a desire to show mercy and to express forgiveness. It includes a joyful acceptance of all that God has provided by His grace. True worship is not exclusive. Just as the Samaritan woman rushed off to tell others of her encounter with the Lord, so true worship will compel the worshiper to include others... The one who has truly worshiped will have a sense of peace and a confident expectation of what God is about to do. True worship produces a transformed life, reflecting the One who has been worshiped."

The word "reflecting" stands out. Since I'm still reflecting on what's passing with 2007 (and the other of my 59 years of life) I think I ought to include an assessment of just what (or Who) I'm reflecting ...

Monday, December 24, 2007

Long Ago

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear -
Long, long ago, long, long ago;
Sing me the songs I delighted to hear,
Long, long ago, long ago.
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This is the refrain to a song that has delighted my ear on more than one occasion. On this merriest of Christmas Eves I cannot help but think of the days when, as a child, a sweeter and simpler Christmas tradition graced this land. The tales and songs of those days have changed little, but the lack-luster spirit of this modern season is pale by comparison.
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Thank you, Mom and Dad, for the dear and precious delights of the home you made. It's as real to me now as it was then ... long, long ago.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

(Wonder)ing

I love words. Sometimes I run across a particular word and find myself musing over it, or rolling it over my tongue as I might a fine wine (I don't drink) or a tasty morsel. I consider the depths of a meaning, and even the finer nuances of usage. The word "wonder" is one of those words.

Merriam Webster says this: 1 a: a cause of astonishment or admiration : 2a.
the quality of exciting amazed admiration3 a: rapt attention or astonishment at something awesomely mysterious or new to one's experience b: a feeling of doubt or uncertainty

Today I'm wondering about "wonder". Just what could elicit such raptness? What could be considered so awesomely mysterious as to captivate my thoughts and imagination? I know of few occurrences beyond the amazing mystery of God becoming man - Immanuel - God with us.

Christmas - or, rather the One it honors - is such a wonder, and so very wonderful !

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Aberrence

I'm not feeling so sassy today. Rather, I'm sickened and saddened by the number of reports that turn up daily that are related to child abuse. These range from abductions to rape, emotional/physical abuse to murder - even to the pimping of little ones into virtual or real prostitution. Sandwiched in between these headlines and the stories they contain are the unreported but unimaginable nightmares these children, whether they're toddler or teen, have had to endure.

Dragging out my soapbox is tempting. But I don't know where I'd begin. Worse, I don't know where I'd end.

Right now I simply weep for them, and pray - as well as for all those that have come to believe that children are merely objects or pawns in an ever-increasing cycle of predatory behavior. I wonder too ... have we so cheapened life (a soapbox subject) that this sort of aberrence is likely to increase? I wonder ...

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Wish I'd Said That

" ... we have a tendency in our planning to confuse the unfamiliar with the improbable. The contingency we have not considered looks strange; what looks strange is therefore improbable; what seems improbable need not be considered seriously." Thomas O. Schelling, economist & professor of foreign affairs, national security, nuclear strategy and arms control at the University of Maryland School of Public Policy.

I can't help but wonder how many things we simply will not consider because they're strange?