“The year we have now passed through…”

The year we have now passed through,
His goodness with mercies has crowned;
Each morning his mercies are new,
Then let our thanksgivings abound.

Encompassed with dangers and snares,
Temptations, and fears, and complaints;
His ear he inclined to our prayers,
His hand opened wide to our wants.

We never besought him in vain,
When burdened with sorrow or sin.
He helped us again and again,
Or where, before now, had we been?

For so many mercies received,
Alas! What returns have we made?
His Spirit we often have grieved,
And evil for good have repaid.

How well it becomes us to cry,
“Oh, who is a God like to thee?
Who passeth iniquities by,
And plungeth them deep in the sea!”

“Assist us, we pray, to lament
The sins of the year that is passed.
And grant that the next may be spent
Far more to thy praise than the last.”

—John Newton, Olney Hymns

New Year’s Wishes for You

This is not original with me: I received it in an email years ago, I forget from whom, and the author is unknown. But I thought the wishes and the writing were witty, and I do hope these things for you in the coming year:

New Year’s Greetings!

May you get a clean bill of health from your dentist, our cardiologist, your gastro-endocrinologist, your urologist, your proctologist, your podiatrist, your psychiatrist, your gynecologist, your plumber and the IRS.

May your hair, your teeth, your face-lift, your abs and your stocks not fall; and may your blood pressure, your triglycerides, your cholesterol, your white blood count and your mortgage interest not rise.

May you find a way to travel from anywhere to anywhere in the rush hour in less than an hour, and when you get there may you find a parking space.

May Sunday evening, December 31, find you seated around the dinner table, together with your beloved family and cherished friends, ushering in the new year ahead. You will find the food better, the environment quieter, the cost much cheaper, and the pleasure much
more fulfilling than anything else you might ordinarily do that night.

May you wake up on January 1st, finding that the world has not come to an end, the lights work, the water faucets flow, and the sky has not fallen.

May you ponder how did this ultramodern civilization of ours manage to get itself traumatized by a possible slip of a blip on a chip made out of sand.

May what you see in the mirror delight you, and what others see in you delight them.

May someone love you enough to forgive your faults, be blind to your blemishes, and tell the world about your virtues.

May the telemarketers wait to make their sales calls until you finish dinner, and may your check book and your budget balance and may they include generous amounts for charity.

May you remember to say “I love you” at least once a day to your spouse, your child, your parents, your friends; but not to your secretary, your nurse, your masseuse, your hairdresser or your tennis instructor.

May we live as God intended, in a world at peace and the awareness of His love in every sunset, every flower’s unfolding petals, every baby’s smile, every lover’s kiss, and every wonderful, astonishing, miraculous beat of our heart.

A Very Happy New Year to All!

(See also New Year’s quotes and two poems sitting for the new year, The Year We Have Now Passed Through and Another Year Is Dawning.)

The Carnival of Beauty: The Beauty of Solitude

carnivallogo.jpgSallie at A Gracious Home has been sponsoring “A Carnival Of Beauty” with various topics every week. This week the theme is “The Beauty of Solitude,” hosted by Kezia at A Woman Who Fears the Lord.

When I first saw the listing of topics, I knew this topic was one I wanted to post about. I not only want, I need a certain amount of solitude to stay sane. 🙂

Some years ago I read a quote from a forgotten source along the lines of being your own best company. That struck a chord with me. In everyone’s life there are lonely times, and if we’re just not happy unless we’re with other people, those times will be especially hard. I feel most comfortable with a few close friends rather than a room full of people anyway. But even as a teen-ager I enjoyed time alone in my room to think, write, read, etc. It was a refuge. When I got married I was so thrilled to be with my husband more, and our first few months together we were both in school and working together, so we did have a lot more time together. Then I graduated, but he was still in school, and our work situation changed, and I saw him a lot less. Then when he got his first professional job, it entailed some degree of traveling out of town. I ended up spending a lot more time alone. I was dismayed and disappointed. I thought, “This is not the way it is supposed to be!! I got married so that we could be together!” But it seemed the more I prayed (or rather, wailed, complained, etc….) to the Lord, the more my husband had to work out of town. One can’t live with that level of discontent for long. I finally had to just give it over to the Lord and ask His help for those times alone.

One of Elisabeth Elliot’s books that I have not yet read is The Path of Loneliness: Finding Your Way Through the Wilderness to God. But I have read enough of her writings where she touched on the subject to know that she would say to offer it back to the Lord: give that loneliness to Him and ask Him to consecrate it, and see how He wants to minister to you through it and what He wants you to do with it.

Yet, to me, the word “solitude” has a more restful connotation than the word “alone.” One needs to be alone to have solitude, but one can be alone without solitude. The dictionary definition doesn’t really make that distinction, though, so maybe it is just in my own mind.

What beauty can one find in solitude? For me, it is in solitude, when I can put away other distractions and duties, that I really “get down to business” with the Lord. Whether I need to think through an issue, deal with a sin, pray over a need, or just fellowship with Him, all of those things are best done in solitude with Him. He called Moses and others out to meet with Him alone; the high priest entered into the holy place alone. As I wrote before, sometimes solitude with small children in the house is rare, but He does give grace in time of need.

It is also in solitude that I regain perspective, get my thoughts in order, get at peace with myself and others. Even with a houseful of people whom I love and enjoy, I need those moments of solitude. My thoughts can be like the swirlings in a snow globe, and stillness and solitude help restore order and peace.

In a practical sense, as well, I’ve learned to make use of those times of solitude when my husband has had to be away. It is in those times that I can spend time on the phone with a friend, work on projects, write, read to my heart’s content. It’s not that I can’t do those things when he is here. He has always encouraged my friendships with other women, for example, but I have not wanted to spend time when he is home on the phone with other people.

When my children were small, solitude was at a premium, and maybe that’s when I learned to treasure it so highly. 🙂 I am not looking forward to the excess of solitude that will come as they leave home, yet God has ordained that children grow up and leave father and mother and establish their own homes, so I trust that His grace will be sufficient for that time. I have projects I want to do that will keep me busy til I’m a hundred, so I won’t have a problem with finding something to do with myself. 🙂 But I know I will miss them and I hope to channel that into praying for them.

So much in a Christian’s life comes back to that word balance. There are times we need solitude, yet God also placed people into our lives for us to minister to. I have been guilty of sometimes pushing people away for solitude’s sake when I should be ministering to, listening to, paying attention to them. As always our best example is the Lord Jesus Himself: He ministered to people all through the day, took interruptions graciously in stride, yet sought out times to be alone with His disciples and alone with His Father.

Ten free gifts for Christmas

10 FREE GIFTS FOR CHRISTMAS

(Author unknown)

1. The gift of listening…
Try giving this to someone in need. And you must really listen. No interrupting, no daydreaming, no planning your responses. Just listen.

2. The gift of signs of affection…
Be generous with your hugs, kisses and gentle squeezes of the hand. Let these tiny actions demonstrate the love inside of you.

3. The gift of a note…
It can be as simple as “I Love You” or as creative as a sonnet. Put your notes where they will surprise your loved ones.

4. The gift of laughter…
Just cut out a cartoon, save a clever article. Your gift will say, “I loveto laugh with you.”

5. The gift of compliment…
A simple “You look good in blue” or “Good supper” can be of greatest value to those who may feel they are being taken for granted.

6. The gift of a favor…
Help with the dishes, run an errand, etc.

7. The gift of leaving alone…
There are times in our lives when we want nothing better than to be left alone. Become more sensitive to those times and give solitude.

8. The gift of a cheerful disposition…
Try to be cheerful around those you love.

9. The gift of a game…
Offer to play your loved one’s favorite game. Even if you lose, you’ll be a winner.

10. The gift of prayer…
Pray for your loved ones and let them know you pray for them.

See Also:

Christmas Devotional Reading

Mary’s Virginity

For God so loved that He gave…

Mary’s Dream

If I were a goose

Christmas quotes.

Christmas funnies or jokes #1 and #2.

The Primary Purpose of a Home.

The Perfect Christmas

Christmas Grief

“Immanuel” by C. H. Spurgeon

Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us. Matthew 1:23

Immanuel

Written by C. H. Spurgeon at the age of 18

When once I mourned a load of sin;
When conscience felt a wound within;
When all my works were thrown away;
When on my knees I knelt to pray,
Then, blissful hour, remembered well,
I learned Thy love, Immanuel.

When storms of sorrow toss my soul;
When waves of care around me roll;
When comforts sink, when joys shall flee;
When hopeless griefs shall gape for me,
One word the tempest’s rage shall quell–
That word, Thy name, Immanuel.

When for the truth I suffer shame;
When foes pour scandal on my name;
When cruel taunts and jeers abound;
When “Bulls of Bashan” gird me round,
Secure within Thy tower I’ll dwell–
That tower, Thy grace, Immanuel.

When hell enraged lifts up her roar;
When Satan stops my path before;
When fiends rejoice and wait my end;
When legioned hosts their arrows send,
Fear not, my soul, but hurl at hell
Thy battle-cry, Immanuel.

When down the hill of life I go;
When o’er my feet death’s waters flow;
When in the deep’ning flood I sink;
When friends stand weeping on the brink,
I’ll mingle with my last farewell
Thy lovely name, Immanuel.

When tears are banished from mine eye;
When fairer worlds than these are nigh;
When heaven shall fill my ravished sight;
When I shall bathe in sweet delight,
One joy all joys shall far excel,
To see Thy face, Immanuel.

More ramblings

Well, yesterday I wrote a post full of praise and amazement at how the Lord helped me get so many necessary things done.

Then the rest of the day went downhill.

I mentioned that there was one present I wanted to make but had not started on. I thought I might go ahead and start on it and just see how far I got — I could still send the package in question out today and it would still get there in time. So I headed out for the needed supplies, couldn’t find exactly what I was looking for but settled on what I thought I needed, got home……and it was the opposite of the Midas touch — everything just seemed to go wrong (I have to be purposefully vague about the details because this is all still a surprise). After several hours I had to go back out again for supplies and start from scratch.

Part of me thought, “Lord, what’s wrong? I was just ‘bragging’ on you this morning about how much you helped me get done.” It felt like just after praising Him, then He removed His hand and let me fall flat. I don’t think that is really what was happening — that was just my first human reaction.

I don’t really know what was going on, though. I know Elisabeth Elliot has written several times that often just before or after she speaks on a particular subject, she’ll be tested on that very subject. I am not one to blame the devil for every little negative thing that happens (I don’t really think he would care about what I do for Christmas presents….though of course he cares about my actions and reactions). Maybe, probably, it was just “life in a fallen world.” Maybe I needed further reinforcement of the lesson about using time wisely.

But God is the same. He is still good, loving, and kind whether my day is going swimmingly or whether I am meeting with frustration at every turn.

Habakkuk, after just receiving some very bad news from the Lord about what was coming for Israel, concludes his prophecy by saying, “Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls; Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation. The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds’ feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places” (Habbakuk 3:17-19).

Maybe that was the lesson — or at least one lesson.

The present is obviously not going to make it into today’s package, and I do have something else for the person for whom it was intended. Said person does have a birthday coming up, so I will aim for that event instead.

For God so loved the world that He gave –

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For God so loved the world that He gave –

HIS WORD so that we
might know the truth…

A GATE so that we
might enter His kingdom…

The LIGHT of the WORLD
so that we no longer walk
in darkness and despair…

The BREAD OF LIFE to
feed our hungry souls…

The LIVING WATER to
refresh and empower us…

The RESURRECTION
and the LIFE so that we
could live eternally with Him.

(Author Unknown)

(Graphics copyright ©2006 Julia Bettencourt. Used with permission.)

See Also:

Christmas Devotional Reading

Mary’s Virginity

Mary’s Dream

If I were a goose

Ten free gifts for Christmas

Christmas quotes.

Christmas funnies or jokes #1 and #2.

The Primary Purpose of a Home.

The Perfect Christmas

Christmas Grief

Ramblings

Whew!

A little over a week ago, I had only one Christmas present purchased, Christmas cards purchased but not addressed, stamped, or signed, Christmas letter unwritten, and some ladies’ ministry responsibilities that needed to be taken care of before I could start in on my Christmas things. And when the realization of all that I needed to do and the shortness of the time hit me, I began to panic. True, Christmas isn’t all about the “stuff” that needs to be done — but stuff still needs to be done, especially when you consider most of it a way to minister to people.

And the bad part was….this was unequivocally my own fault. Some of these things had been on my mind to do for weeks. I would think, “Oh, yeah, I need to get to that….” and then use my time unwisely (too often on the computer 😳 ). The worst part was the ladies’ ministry responsibilities. (I don’t say much about that ministry here because I don’t want it to seem as if I am drawing attention to what “I” do — you know all those verses about letting what you do for the Lord be done in secret. I don’t feel that way when other people write about their ministry involvement, and I enjoy reading it, but as long as I have that little feeling that I should refrain, then I probably should.) Jeremiah 48:10a says, “Cursed be he that doeth the work of the LORD deceitfully,” and the NASB translates it, “Cursed be the one who does the LORD’S work negligently.” I felt I had been handling those responsibilities negligently.

I confessed that negligence, poor use of time, and selfishness to the Lord and asked for His help and grace to get the things done that needed to be done.

In the past I would often beat myself up with guilt for days and days, but, you know, once you confess a sin, repent of it, ask forgiveness, accept it by faith, and determine with God’s grace and help to rectify the situation and take steps to avoid it in the future, though you still feel bad when you think of the incident, it is really a waste of time to beat yourself up over something God has graciously forgiven you for.

He amazingly, graciously enabled me to get a load of stuff done this week: ladies’ ministry responsibilities taken care of, Christmas letter written, cards signed, addressed, stamped, picture of the boys taken and printed to include in cards, one Christmas package sent out of town and another just about ready, and some gifts ordered online and plans to get the rest this week. And all with a lot less panic and stress than I would have thought. There was one gift I wanted to make (something else that I knew about for a couple of months but just never did get started) that I haven’t done yet, but the recipient has a birthday soon so I may save it for that. I am still trying to decide — I think I may start on it today and just see how far I get. And I was even able to still do a bit of blogging, when I thought I was going to have to barely touch the computer this week.

Isn’t He wonderful?

Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need (Hebrews 4:16).

But thou, O Lord, art a God full of compassion, and gracious, long suffering, and plenteous in mercy and truth (Psalm 86:15).

Loving others

Last night’s reading from Joy and Strength by Mary Tileston was both convicting and encouraging:

These things I command you, that ye love one another.
JOHN 15:17

YET habits linger in the soul;
More grace, O Lord! more grace!
More sweetness from Thy loving heart,
More sunshine from Thy face!
–Frederick W. Faber

IF thy disturbance of mind proceeds from a person who is so disagreeable to thee, that every little action of his annoys or irritates thee, the remedy is to force thyself to love him, and to hold him dear; not only because he is a creature formed by the same sovereign hand as thou art, but also because he offers thee an opportunity (if thou wilt accept it) of becoming like unto thy Lord, who is kind and loving unto all men.
— Lorenzo Scupoli

The habit of letting every foolish or uncharitable thought, as it arises, find words, has a great deal to do with much evil in the world. Check the habit of uttering the words, and gradually you will find that you check the habit of thought too. A resolution always to turn to some distinctly good thought when a complaining or unkind one arises in the mind, is a great help–as it is to turn every thought condemnatory of our neighbor into a prayer for him. We never can long continue to dislike people for whom we pray.
— H. L. Sidney Lear

Mary’s virginity

A few days ago I was reminded about a sermon my former pastor, Dr. Mark Minnick, preached some years ago from Matthew 1. There has been some controversy over the use of “young woman” rather than “virgin” in Matthew 1:22 in some versions, and I’m sorry I can’t remember exactly what Dr. Minnick said about that. But what I do remember is that there is evidence of Mary’s virginity all through that passage and the other gospels besides just that one word.

I am going by memory and a few notes in my Bible: Pastor Minnick’s message would have been much more eloquent! 🙂 Any mistakes here are mine, and I may have forgotten some of the points he made, and of course he would have elaborated all of these points.

Evidences of Mary’s virginity before the birth of Jesus:

1. In Matthew 1:16, “And Jacob begat Joseph the husband of Mary, of whom was born Jesus, who is called Christ,” the phrase “of whom” in Greek is feminine and refers back to Mary. That and the way this birth is worded differently from all the “begats” in the verses before it point to Mary’s virginity.

2. Mary’s reaction to the angel’s announcement that she was to bear the Christ child: “Then said Mary unto the angel, How shall this be, seeing I know not a man?” (Luke 1:34)

3 and 4. Matthew 1:18: “Now the birth of Jesus Christ was on this wise: When as his mother Mary was espoused to Joseph, before they came together, she was found with child of the Holy Ghost.”

5. Joseph’s reaction: he knew Mary’s child wasn’t his: “Then Joseph her husband, being a just man, and not willing to make her a public example, was minded to put her away privily” (Matthew 1:19).

6. The angels pronouncement to Joseph: “But while he thought on these things, behold, the angel of the LORD appeared unto him in a dream, saying, Joseph, thou son of David, fear not to take unto thee Mary thy wife: for that which is conceived in her is of the Holy Ghost. And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call his name JESUS: for he shall save his people from their sins.” (Matthew 1:20-21).

7. Prophecy: “Now all this was done, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken of the Lord by the prophet, saying, Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.” (Matthew 1:22-23).

8. Joseph did not “know” Mary in the Biblical sense as is wife until after Jesus was born: “Then Joseph being raised from sleep did as the angel of the Lord had bidden him, and took unto him his wife: And knew her not till she had brought forth her firstborn son: and he called his name JESUS” (Matthew 1:24-25).

Just to make it clear that I am not going to the other extreme, I do not believe Mary was a perpetual virgin forever. The last verse mentioned indicates that Joseph did “know” Mary as his wife some time after Jesus was delivered, and later passages refer to Jesus’ brothers.

See also:

Christmas Devotional Reading

Ten free gifts for Christmas

For God so loved that He gave…

Mary’s Dream

If I were a goose

Christmas quotes.

Christmas funnies or jokes #1 and #2.

The Primary Purpose of a Home.

The Perfect Christmas

Christmas Grief