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Stray thoughts about the Olympics

I don’t watch sports much on TV, but there is something about the Olympics that draws me! Here are a few thoughts from this year’s events so far.

  • My favorite part of the opening ceremonies was the Chariots of Fire segment. 🙂 The queen jumping out of the plane was a close second. I thought the giant blow-up villains and giant baby were pretty weird. The forged rings were pretty neat. The opening segment seemed too busy to me — too much going on and too small, then too much time spent dragging the plant stuff off the floor.
  • While the coverage has been on I’ve been using my iPhone, scrolling through Facebook or Google Reader, or one night clipping coupons and cleaning out my coupon file, so I’m doing something but I can stop and pay attention when I want to. I have a couple of stitching projects I want to get started on while watching.
  • It’s been nice to Tivo the evening coverage and start watching it about an hour into it so I can fast-forward through the parts I’m not so interested in.
  • The swimming races begin to look alike after a while. I fast-forwarded through one relay race that didn’t have anyone in it I was interested in, and it was kinda fun to watch it that way. 😀
  • I’m so glad Michael Phelps did make history by winning 19 medals total so far. It’d be nice to have at least one more and make it an even 20. 🙂
  • I don’t like the way reporters and commentators overly laud winners or have an almost scolding tone when athletes make mistakes, like you’re great and wonderful and worthy of adulation when you win and lower than dirt if you lose. I read one headline saying someone had received a “stunning loss” by winning a silver medal. That’s not what I would call a stunning loss even if one was expecting gold!
  • I can’t imagine having to do anything publicly with all those cameras and people. I think it’s perfectly understandable when people “mess up” under that kind of pressure and all the more amazing when they overcome all of that and excel.
  • I feel almost worse for the moms in the stands watching. The ones I’ve seen are visible bundles of nerves while their athlete offspring seem calm and cool at least outwardly.
  • I was watching one male gymnast an almost hoping he would mess up so our guys could advance, and then thought, no, I don’t want to think like that. I want them all to do well — I just want ours to do better. 🙂
  • I’m glad it was cool enough over there that the beach volleyball players had to cover up their bikinis with long sleeved shirts and pants while playing this year.
  • Seriously, what is up with bikinis being uniforms for beach volleyball or women divers’ uniforms having half their bottoms hanging out? That is so not necessary.

I’ve finished a couple of books I want to talk about and have some “deep thoughts” swirling about a topic or two, but will have to wait to get to them as I only have time for a quick post today. I might get to one of the books later today if the tasks for the day go well, but it will more likely be next week before I get to them.

Are you watching the Olympics? What’s your favorite event? Mine is gymnastics, followed by swimming.

House Tour

Annette at This Simple Home and Dorie at These Grace Filled Days have teamed up to create Together on Tuesdays as “a casual way to meet and connect with other women” over the summer. They’ve created a schedule of topics to discuss in order to get to know one another better, and the topic for this week is where we live, either our local area or our home.

We moved to the Knoxville, TN area almost two years ago, and I promised some blog friends last year I’d post some photos of the house when I got it all together. Well…it’s still not as together as I’d like it, but I decided to go ahead and show it.

First, though, I’ll share a little bit about the area. Eastern TN is a beautiful place. I love the hills and the fact that, though it’s a landlocked state, it has plenty of lakes, rivers, and streams. Knoxville is a manageable city: I’ve lived in both Houston and just outside Atlanta, and it can be such a headache getting around cities that size. Where we live, we’re just a few minutes from downtown in one direction, and a few minutes from rural countryside in the other direction. This is big University of TN country, and though we’re not sports fans, it’s fun to see the team spirit for the UT Vols and even the local high school.

Now for the house itself. I do love our home. I think it is a bit smaller than our old one, though I am not sure about square footage. But it is more compact, so it’s much easier to get around and to clean.

Here is the entryway:

This is the living room — though it’s not quite a full-sized room. But it’s nice if one of us wants to take a book or something when someone’s watching TV or playing video games in the family room.

This is the dining area:

Just off the dining area is this little alcove we’ve made into an office:

I’ve been trying to decide whether to make valances for those windows or just leave them be.

I love my kitchen. This was taken before we bought the house — it looks the same now except for stuff on the counters. 🙂 In fact, that’s why I didn’t take a picture of it as is now: we had a party for Jason last Saturday and a lot of their supplies from it are still there.

All the lights are great for working, but they do get hot on one’s head.

This is the family room:

And this is the other side of the family room, taken from in front of the fire place:

Here’s our bedroom:

And the master bathroom:

The sewing/craft room is the one that still needs some organization, as you can see:

This we call Jesse’s bathroom, though of course it’s not exclusively his. But since he’s the last son at home, he’s pretty much the only one who uses it unless we have company.

And we’re blessed with even a third bathroom, nice when we have company, not so much at cleaning time. 🙂 Sometimes it’s even nice when it’s just the three of us at home. 🙂

Some of you might remember that when we first moved here, our garage was listed as a three-car garage. It was an L shape, and we (I say we — Jim) walled off the “L” part and made another room. We call it the “prophet’s chamber” or Jim’s room. There is a futon in there for company and Jim’s desk, microscopes, telescope, etc., are in there. He put the closet in and sheet-rocked and painted the walls. Some time we need to put carpet in, but there’s an area rug for now.

And that’s about it.

Some of you may remember that our previous house was much more colorful (and girly) — most rooms were painted or had wallpaper on them. Some times these neutral walls seem plain, but most of the time they seem more restful. I don’t know if I’d ever do wallpaper again and since the paint is in good condition, we’re not thinking about painting any time soon.

So that’s our humble abode. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by!

Book Review: The Horse and His Boy

Chronicles of Narnia Reading Challenge

Reading to Know - Book Club

I read The Horse and His Boy by C. S. Lewis for the Chronicles of Narnia Reading Challenge and the book club choice for July sponsored by Carrie at Reading to Know.

The events in The Horse and His Boy take place during the latter time period in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, when the four Pevensie children are kings and queens in Narnia.

But Shasta had never heard of Narnia. Shasta was a boy living in Calormen with a poor fisherman whom he called his father. When a stranger arrived to lodge with them, Shasta listened at the door while the stranger bargained with the fisherman about buying Shasta! Shasta was shocked, but relieved, for he had felt uneasy about not really loving the fisherman as a father.

Shasta strolled out to where the stranger’s horse was grazing to think over his predicament, only to discover that the horse is a talking horse from Narnia named Bree. Bree convinced Shasta that they must both escape to Narnia.

On their way they encountered another escapee, Aravis, on another talking horse, Hwin. Aravis was proud daughter of a lord of Calavar and is escaping an arranged marriage.

They had to go through a great city, but in the process Shasta was absconded by a group of Narnians who mistook him for someone else while Aravis recognized a friend and hid away with her. Through these situations they learned the best way to get across the desert, but they also learned of a planned attack on a neighboring city of Narnia. When they met up again, they hasten on to Narnia now not just for their own reasons, but to warn them of attack.

I had read the whole Chronicles of Narnia some time ago, but I didn’t remember much of anything about this story. And while I wouldn’t say it’s a favorite story of the series, I love the richness of the themes.

One obvious theme is identity. Shasta discovers he is not who he always thought he was and exclaims, “Why, I could be anybody!” He’s even more surprised when he does learn who he actually is. Bree and Hwin could not express their true and full identity while in captivity. Aravis has to hide her identity to escape, and when she meets up with her friend she sees her former lifestyle in a new light. Rabadash, the proud, jilted prince who leads the attack against Narnia’s neighbor as a foothold toward Narnia itself, becomes in form like the identity he’s portraying. And when Aslan identifies himself to Shasta, Shasta is “no longer afraid” that he would harm him, “but a new and different sort of trembling came over him. Yet he felt glad too.”

Another theme is finding one’s true homeland (Bekah develops this theme beautifully here in Groping for another land.)

A third theme echoes many Biblical admonitions that those who humble themselves will be exalted and those who exalt themselves will be humbled.  Shasta comes from a humble background yet Aravis later has to admit, “I’ve been snubbing him and looking down on him…and now he turns out to be the best of us all.” Aravis has to take responsibility for her actions and determines “I think it would be better to stay and say we’re sorry than to go back.” Bree realizes his proud folly as well, but at first holds back, being almost too proud in his abasement to go forward. The Hermit tells him. “But as long as you know you’re nobody special, you’ll be a very decent sort of Horse, on the whole.” Rabadash refuses to humble himself and faces the consequences.

Still another theme is Providence (which I didn’t know when I started the book, but it dovetails nicely with my concurrent reading of  Not By Chance: Learning to Trust a Sovereign God by Layton Talbert. I’ve just finished that except for one appendix and hope to review it later this week.) When Aravis remarks to the hermit she has taken refuge with that she’s had luck, he remarks, “I have now lived a hundred and nine winters in this world and have never yet met with any such thing as Luck.” When all the characters meet up with Aslan, they learn he had been with them, watching over them, guiding circumstances. Shasta’s situation, in fact, is reminiscent of Joseph’s in the Bible, being sent ahead to later save others. Related to Aslan’s providence towards individuals is his repeated admonition that he tells each one no story but their own when they ask about what’s going on in other people’s lives. And when Shasta is telling the story of how he came to be in Calormen, he remarks that Aslan “seems to be at the back of all the stories.”

This is one of those books that has me still thinking, making connections, realizing themes and truths long after the book is closed. And that’s one mark of a good book.

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Instead of writing a separate wrap-up post for the end of the Narnia challenge tomorrow, I’ll just wrap it up here by saying I also read The Silver Chair (linked to my thoughts) for this year’s challenge. I always enjoy breathing Narnian air and look forward to finishing up the last two books of the series next year.

Previous Narnia-related posts are:

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.

Prince Caspian.

Voyage of the Dawn-Treader.

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe Graphic Novel.

Narnian Magic (not a book, but a hammering out of my thoughts on the use of magic in the series.)

(This review will also be linked to Semicolon‘s Saturday Review of Books.)

Laudable Linkage

Here are some interesting reads from the last couple of weeks:

Ten Things to Teach Your Sons by real-life friend Lou Ann.

Does God Love Us By Sending Us Pain?

20 Things I Want To Tell Engaged And Newlywed Women {Really All Married Women}

I mentioned the following three earlier in the week here, but just in case you missed them:

So you STILL think God is a merciful God?

A Miracle Inside the Aurora Shooting: One Victim’s Story

Peace, if not safety

Here are just a few things seen around Pinterest:

Have a great weekend!

Friday’s Fave Five

Welcome to Friday’s Fave Five, hosted by Susanne at Living to Tell the Story, in which we can share five of our favorite things from the last week, a wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God blesses us with. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

It’s a busy day, so I’ll have to be (hopefully) short and sweet. Here are a few highlights of the week:

1. Jason’s birthday was last week but we had to wait to celebrate as a family on Saturday.

2. Handy, helpful, thoughtful hubby. Trying to dust off the light fixtures in my bathroom wasn’t working, but I couldn’t reach them to take them off for a washing. Jesse could, but he couldn’t figure out how to get them off — it’s a design I haven’t seen before. I asked Jim if he could get them down for me: he went “above and beyond” and cleaned them and the base and then put them all back together for me. Plus he fixed the garbage disposal when it stopped working (evidently a corn cob holder had gotten broken and stuck down there).

3. Going through old e-mails. In trying to create some more disc space, I’ve been going through files and deleting things. I’ve been going through the “filing cabinet” of my personal e-mail account, and was able to delete many no longer needed items, but had such fun rummaging through others, particularly notes from my sister who never writes or calls. 🙂

4. Scheduling Jeremy’s flights. He’s coming for a whole week next month!

5 Finding a baby bird in my hanging basket.

He sat there for a long while, blinking and observing, the little tuft on top of his head ruffling on the breeze. Cute!

Hope you have a great week! I will try to catch up with you later tonight or over the weekend.

The surprise at Mary’s prayer meeting

Those dear folks praying for Peter at Mary’s house in Acts 12 get such a bum rap. You remember the story: Peter was in prison, many were gathered together at Mary’s house praying for him, he was miraculously delivered, he came to Mary’s house, Rhoda answered the door, in her excitement she left him at the door while she told the others he was there, and they thought she was crazy. They’re accused of not really praying in faith if they were so astonished when the prayer was answered.

But Dr. Layton Talbert, in his book (Not By Chance: Learning to Trust a Sovereign God, brings up a different viewpoint. We don’t know that they were praying for Peter’s deliverance from prison. He points out that the text doesn’t say. James was killed by Herod earlier in the chapter: since he was not delivered they may not have expected Peter to be, either. “The only precedent we have for the church’s prayer under similar circumstances is in Acts 4:23-30. There, in the face of recent imprisonment, persecution, and renewed threats, the church made only one request. And it wasn’t for deliverance from prison or persecution; it was for boldness in the face of both (4:29)” (p. 203).

That’s a rebuke to me. When I’m experiencing any kind of trouble, the main focus of my prayer is likely to be deliverance. “Lord, please get me out of this. Please remove this problem. Soon. As soon as possible. Today, even? Now? Please?”

It’s not wrong to pray for or seek for deliverance. There are examples of both all through the Bible. Jacob. The Psalmist’s prayers. Persecution scattered the early disciples far beyond Jerusalem, taking the gospel with them. Paul escaped for his life several times. Even Jesus evaded the murderous intents of mobs when His time was not yet come.

But as we saw yesterday, it is not always God’s will to deliver, at least not in the way or the time we wanted. James was killed. Joseph spent long years as a slave and then as a prisoner. Paul was eventually imprisoned. Jesus, when His time was come, faced betrayal, arrest, torture, and death.

When we don’t know when or whether God will deliver us or a loved one from a serious trial, besides praying for deliverance, we can pray for these as well:

  • that with all boldness they may speak His word (Acts 4:29)
  • that they or we would “count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations” (James 1:2)
  • that  we’d know “that the trying of your faith worketh patience” and “let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing” (James 1:3-4).
  • that we’d “fear none of those things which thou shalt suffer: behold, the devil shall cast some of you into prison, that ye may be tried; and ye shall have tribulation ten days: be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life.” (Revelation 2:10).
  • that we’d let “none of these things move me, neither count I my life dear unto myself, so that I might finish my course with joy, and the ministry, which I have received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of God” (Acts 20:24).
  • “That their hearts might be comforted, being knit together in love, and unto all riches of the full assurance of understanding, to the acknowledgement of the mystery of God, and of the Father, and of Christ; In whom are hid all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.” (Colossians 2:2-3) (It’s interesting to look through verses about comfort in Paul’s epistles.)

In fact, the more I look through these, the more I seem to find: not surprising since many of Paul’s epistles were written while people were after him or while he was in prison.

May we and our loved ones seek His will and grace and help in our afflictions as well as out of them.

When God doesn’t deliver

In the wake of the horrible tragedy that occurred recently when a gunman entered a movie theater and opened fire, some remarkable testimonies of God’s providential deliverance have emerged. So you STILL think God is a merciful God? tells how the author and her children escaped the theater unharmed. A Miracle Inside the Aurora Shooting: One Victim’s Story relates how a bullet entered one victim’s brain through a previously undiscovered birth defect, causing the bullet to miss the brain itself.

Of course, some will attribute the circumstances to happenstance or luck. But others wonder, why does God deliver some but not others?

In Rosalind Goforth’s book How I Know God Answers Prayer, one chapter details the miraculous bur harrowing account of her family’s deliverance during the horrors of the Boxer rebellion in China in the 1900s. She says:

Many times we were asked in the homeland to tell the story of our escape during the Boxer uprising, and often the question was put, “If it was really God’s power that saved you and others on that journey, then why did He not save those of His children who were so cruelly put to death?” For a time this question troubled me. Why indeed? One day when seeking for light on the matter I was directed to Acts 12. There I found the only answer that can be given. We are told in verse 2 that James was put to death by the sword; then the rest of the chapter is given to the detailed record of Peter’s wonderful deliverance in answer to prayer (vv. 5, 12).

She goes on to say that a great many people were praying for them and that undoubtedly had a lot to do with their deliverance.

But some pray and are prayed for, yet still die or suffer. What then?

Hebrews 11, that great “Hall of Faith” passage tells of many marvelous things God wrought through the faith of His people. But then verses 36-38 take a turn from all that deliverance and provision and answered prayer:

And others had trial of cruel mockings and scourgings, yea, moreover of bonds and imprisonment: They were stoned, they were sawn asunder, were tempted, were slain with the sword: they wandered about in sheepskins and goatskins; being destitute, afflicted, tormented; (Of whom the world was not worthy:) they wandered in deserts, and in mountains, and in dens and caves of the earth.

Why were these not delivered? The text doesn’t say, but they are commended just the same as the others: “And these all, having obtained a good report through faith, received not the promise: God having provided some better thing for us, that they without us should not be made perfect” (vv.39-40).

In the New Testament, John the Baptist was beheaded. Stephen was stoned. James was killed. Layton Talbert asserts:

But martyrdom is no less providential than deliverance, and the martyrdom of these men was as providentially superintended by God as was the martyrdom of His own Son. Such deaths are neither a failure on God’s part nor a victory on Satan’s. They are a part of the outworking of God’s all-wise and always good purposes. (Not By Chance: Learning to Trust a Sovereign God, page 198).

He goes on to relate:

You have probably heard that “the safest place to be is in the center of God’s will.” A veteran missionary to Colombia, South America, once explained how experience and personal Bible study led him to modify that saying. “The most fulfilling, joyful, and peaceful place to be is in the center of God’s will,” he concluded. “But it is not necessarily the safest.” This is not heresy — unless we measure orthodoxy by conformity to cliche rather than to Biblical realism. (p. 198).

The quote is taken from the article “Peace, if not safety,” and the missionary, Timothy A. McKeown, goes on to make these statements, also quoted in Not By Chance:

It seems to me that the Bible is full of examples of God’s people often-not occasionally-being placed in unsafe, uncomfortable, and dangerous situations.

Most prayers in Scripture focus not on the personal safety and benefit of believers but on the power, majesty, testimony, and victory of God over his-and, of course, our-enemies.

The Lord calls us to obedience in spite of the “costs”-not to personal comfort and safety!

Dr. Talbert continues:

Our death is as much a matter of providence as our life. It may seem tragic or ignominious or accidental. But God’s providence rules over the tragedy, the ignominy, and yes, even accidents. Moreover, we must labor to think God’s thoughts, to maintain God’s perspective (p. 199).

He goes on to point out that the deaths of John the Baptist, Stephen, and James were not the end of them, in two senses. 1) They go on to life in heaven with God, our true and ultimate home, and 2) their influence and testimony continue on.  This is true in our times as well, as illustrated by Jim Elliot and the other four missionaries who were killed by the tribe they were trying to reach, Gracia Burnham’s husband, and any saint of God.

In On Asking God Why by Elisabeth Elliot, she included a chapter called “On Brazen Heavens” written by her brother, Thomas Howard. After describing times when God has not answered prayer, at least not as the person praying wanted, he says:

Turning again to the disclosure of God in Scripture, we seem to see that, in his economy, there is no slippage. Nothing simply disappears. No sparrow falls without his knowing (and, one might think, caring) about it. No hair on anybody’s head is without its number. Oh, you say, that’s only a metaphor; it’s not literal. A metaphor of what, then, we might ask. Is the implication there that God doesn’t keep tabs on things?

And so we begin to think about all our prayers and vigils and fastings and abstinences, and the offices and sacraments of the Church, that have gone up to the throne in behalf of the sufferer. They have vanished, as no sparrow, no hair, has ever done. Hey, what about that?

And we know that this is false. It is nonsense. All right then–we prayed, with much faith or with little; we searched ourselves; we fasted; we anointed and laid on hands; we kept vigil. And nothing happened.

Did it not? What angle of vision are we speaking from? Is it not true that again and again in the biblical picture of things, the story has to be allowed to finish?

Was it not the case with Lazarus’ household at Bethany, and with the two en route to Emmaus? And is it not the case with the Whole Story, actually–that it must be allowed to finish, and that this is precisely what the faithful have been watching for since the beginning of time? In the face of suffering and endurance and loss and waiting and death, what is it that has kept the spirits of the faithful from flagging utterly down through the millennia? Is it not the hope of Redemption? Is it not the great Finish to the Story–and to all their little stories of wandering about in sheepskins and goatskins as well as to the One Big Story of the whole creation, which is itself groaning and waiting? And is not that Finish called glorious? Does it not entail what amounts to a redoing of all that has gone wrong, and a remaking of all that is ruined, and a finding of all that has been lost in the shuffle, and an unfolding of it all in a blaze of joy and splendor?

A finding of all that is lost? All sparrows, and all petitions and tears and vigils and fastings? Yes, all petitions and tears and vigils and fastings.

“But where are they? The thing is over and done with. He is dead. They had no effect.”

Hadn’t they? How do you know what is piling up in the great treasury kept by the Divine Love to be opened in that Day? How do you know that this death and your prayers and tears and fasts will not together be suddenly and breathtakingly displayed, before all the faithful, and before angels and archangels, and before kings and widows and prophets, as gems in that display? Oh no, don’t speak of things being lost. Say rather that they are hidden–received and accepted and taken up into the secrets of the divine mysteries, to be transformed and multiplied, like everything else we offer to him–loaves and fishes, or mites, or bread and wine–and given back to you and to the one for whom you kept vigil, in the presence of the whole host of men and angels in a hilarity of glory as unimaginable to you in your vigil as golden wings are to the worm in the chrysalis.

There may be any number of reasons why someone faces death without actually dying. Many who have done so have testified it gave them a new sense of purpose. But as to the question, why does God deliver some people from death and not others, we can’t really know the answers. Even those who were delivered will have to face death another time. All we can do is trust that God has His purposes in what He allows.

But God never promises that all His people will comfortably live the American Dream for 80+years. One of the lessons in such tragedies as the one in Aurora is that truly we never know what a day may bring forth and we’re not promised another breath. We need to be ready to face our Maker. “And this is the record, that God hath given to us eternal life, and this life is in his Son.  He that hath the Son hath life; and he that hath not the Son of God hath not life” (I John 5:11-12).

What’s On Your Nightstand: July 2012

What's On Your NightstandThe folks at 5 Minutes For Books host What’s On Your Nightstand? the fourth Tuesday of each month in which we can share about the books we have been reading and/or plan to read.

Since last month I’ve finished:

(All links in this section are to my reviews.)

Beyond the Shadows by Robin Lee Hatcher (audiobook) about  a woman whose husband is an alcoholic. Very good.

Cold Sassy Tree by Olive Ann Burns, about a small-town Southern community’s reaction when a widower remarries just three days after his wife’s funeral. Not crazy about it but it did have some good points.

Coming Home by Karen Kingsbury. End of the Baxter family saga.

Lost Melody by Lori Copeland and Virginia Smith (audiobook). A promising classical pianist is severely injured in a subway accident, ruining her career hopes and dreams. Then she begins to have a recurring nightmare and an impression that she’s supposed to warn her small seaside town of a coming disaster. Mixed emotions.

Walking on Broken Glass by Christa Allan, about a woman recovering from alcoholism and learning how to respond to her controlling husband.

The Silver Chair by C. S. Lewis. Two children are sent on a quest to find a lost prince held captive by an evil queen. Good stuff. A part of Carrie‘s The Chronicles of Narnia Reading Challenge and July Book Club choice.

I’m currently reading/listening to:

The Horse and His Boy by C. S. Lewis.

The House at Riverton by Kate Morton. A former maid is the only living person associated with an old manor house and has a secret she’s kept quiet all these years. Pretty intriguing so far. I’m sorry to have listed this here. The story ended up being very sordid with some use of vulgar language and I cannot recommend this book or author.

Not By Chance: Learning to Trust a Soveriegn God by Layton Talbert. Excellent.

Roots by Alex Haley, audiobook. This book was not on my radar at all, but I was looking for a new audiobook and scrolling through the classics listing at Audible.com, and saw it.  I don’t know that I’d call it a classic just because it is not that old. But it’s pretty fascinating. I do have another reason for reading it (listening to it) that I’ll share later.

Up next:

I still haven’t decided whether to join in the summer Louisa May Alcott reading challenge but since there is only one more month of summer, I guess I’d better decide soon. I always enjoy a visit with her books. I have The Discovery by Dan Walsh on hand and I’ve got about 38 downloads on my Kindle app, so I should probably work on a few of them.

Happy Reading!

Book Giveaway

Author Adam Blumer is giving away a copy of his book

 Fatal Illusions

here.

I read and reviewed this book here and can highly recommend it.

Fatal Illusions

I’m going to close comments here so people don’t get confused. Go to Adam Blumer’s for a chance to win a copy of his book, Fatal Illusions.

Friday’s Fave Five

Welcome to Friday’s Fave Five, hosted by Susanne at Living to Tell the Story, in which we can share five of our favorite things from the last week, a wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God blesses us with. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

It’s actually been a pretty frustrating week, with a computer issue taking up most of two mornings resulting in not getting done even a fourth of what I had planned for the week. So it has been a little harder to come up with five favorite parts of the week, but sometimes that’s when it is most needful and helpful to look for them.

1. Electronic means of contact. Within my extended family this week there have been three birthdays, one funeral, a drug overdose and a missing (adult) child for one night. It’s nice for someone in a crisis to be able to send a text message or Facebook message to multiple people and have thoughts, prayers, words of comfort and reassurance flooding back within moments without having to spend hours on the phone. Sure, these don’t replace phone contact (for those far away and face-to-face contact with those close by) but there are times they do greatly help  both the person sending the messages and those waiting for updates.

2. A successful reinstall of Picasa. I had to do that last week and mentioned being thankful I had just backed up photos. I’d been getting pop-up notices that there wasn’t much disk space left, and Picasa finally crashed even though I’d been going through and deleting photos (like ones I had taken just to show something on my blog, or ones where we’d taken multiple shots of the same thing, etc.). When I reinstalled Picasa, somehow it imported not just photos but scans, clip art, etc., resulting in taking up too much space again and another crash. Thankfully through an online help forum I found out what to do and reinstalled it and set it just to import from the My Pictures folder. We do need to get a bigger disk drive some time soon, but hopefully this will take care of things for now.

3. AC. Again. I might say that every week this summer. 🙂 I was doing one project just in the garage, not even outside, and got so hot it took several hours to feel comfortable again once I came back inside.

4. Mini pies. I was lamenting a few weeks ago that I couldn’t find single-servings pies in just a plain chocolate flavor, and I didn’t want to bring a whole one home because I’d be too tempted to eat too much of it. Just this week I found Marie Callender’s Mini Pies — Chocolate Satin for me and Key Lime for Jesse. Good stuff! they also show an apple one I haven’t seen yet in the store but I’d love to try it.

5. Godly teachers, preachers, and writers who carefully handle the Word of God. I’ve been so dismayed lately by a few posts where the author glosses over clear Scripture in order to justify an unscriptural position. By contrast, I’ve been blessed in reading Not By Chance by Layton Talbert on the sovereignty and providence of God. This paragraph highlights his approach in this book and what should be the approach of anyone who teaches from the Bible:

The Holy Spirit is not capricious or careless in His use of words. It is incumbent upon us, therefore, to handle the text of Scripture attentively and accurately. If we are to form a correct understanding of the facts of the story (and, consequently, to arrive at sound theological conclusions), it is vital that we carefully observe the details — and confine our conclusions to the information explicitly communicated by those details (p. 87).

Bonus: Congratulations to Susanne on the 200th Friday’s Fave Five post! She asks how we first came to participate in FFF. I had been reading her anyway, so when she started FFF I jumped right in fairly soon. I think some of my family reads these weekly posts even if they don’t read the rest of my blog, LOL! 😀 It’s been a great way to review the week and remember God’s blessings in it.

Hope you have a great weekend! Jason’s birthday was Wednesday but we’re celebrating tomorrow, and I’m looking forward to that.