Friday’s Fave Five

Susanne at Living to Tell the Story hosts Friday’s Fave Five so we can share our favorite things from the last week. This has been a wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God gives. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

Here are five favorite things from this past week:

1. My Birthday!

I think Mittu and Jason put up the signs.

2. Having the family all together for my birthday!

3. Eating dinner at Outback with all the family on my birthday! And having it almost free between gift cards the ladies’ group gave me and a certificate that Jim had.

4. Having Texas Sheet cake for my birthday!

5. Visiting our old church in SC (it sounds strange to say “old church” as we’ve only been away three weeks…). I hadn’t told anyone we were coming (except one friend who ended up being out of town) because I wasn’t sure we’d be there. We were in town both to celebrate my birthday with the family and to get Jeremy’s things on a U-Haul and ready to move, and I wasn’t sure if we would be able to go to church, but Jesse and I did. Got a lot of teasing along the lines of moving back already.

6. (Bonus one today): I wrote more about this yesterday, but though Jeremy’s moving to RI was not a favorite in that he’s so far away and we miss him, I was very thankful he got there safely and I am excited for this new phase in his life.

Family news and ramblings

One of our first times watching TV here in Tennessee, something came on about a “Volunteer Newscast.” Jeremy and I couldn’t believe that they would let people volunteer to do newscasts, but thought it would be fun. Then we learned that the University of Tennessee is big here, and their team is The Volunteers. Tennessee is, in fact, “The Volunteer State,” so there are multiple signs and businesses with Volunteer This and Volunteer That. So — I felt a little foolish. But I still think an actual volunteer newscast would be fun. 😀

Last weekend we went back to SC to celebrate my birthday with the kids and then Jim and Jeremy loaded up all Jeremy’s worldly goods onto a U-Haul, and they spent Sunday afternoon through Monday morning driving to RI. They thought they were going around NYC, but found out they were going right into Manhattan when it was too late to do anything about it but keep going. Driving a U-Haul truck which is pulling a trailer with a car on it through Manhattan is harrowing. Actually, I think the word they used was “nightmare.” I was glad that when I was praying for safety that I was praying in ignorance…

One of Jeremy’s neighbors helped them unload everything into a second floor apartment. I imagine that was fun. 🙂 They had to partially take the box springs apart to get it in and then put it back together.

There were several little blessings along the way. Safety was the main one. The fact that the couch he bought from a friend just before leaving SC matched his living room carpet perfectly. The fact that the next door neighbor seems to be a Christian and had just returned from a camp we were familiar with. The fact that the neighbor was there when they were wrestling with the box springs and told them he had had the same problem and how he took his apart to get it in.

I was glad Jim was able to go with him and help him get settled in, rather than just sending him off on his own. He said they had some good talks along the way.

Though Jeremy is excited about his new job and first apartment and starting to live on his own, the reality is setting in about being away from family. I was feeling almost panicky when Jim left him Wednesday morning to come home, feeling like I was leaving my son all alone in a strange city. But he’s not totally alone. He has met his neighbor, he knows the guy he will be working with, and most importantly, the Lord is with him.

One special blessing for me was that as I was driving around Wednesday, I heard part of a message on the radio from a speaker I was familiar with talking about experiences when her first son went away to college and how the Lord brought different people across his path who ministered to him. Isn’t the Lord good to have that message on right when I was in the car on the day my son was being left on his own in a new city? It just reinforced something that has been on my mind concerning my children: “Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ” (Philippians 1:6).

But we’re all missing each other sorely — Jason and Mittu, too, left behind in SC.

And now that every single member of my immediate family has moved in the last three weeks — hopefully we can all settle into new routines. And we’re planning to get together at Thanksgiving. I am already looking forward to it!

Jesse’s been doing well in school — still a little nervous, but doing okay.

A couple of people asked whether I’d have a craft/sewing room in this house. Yes, the third bedroom will be “my”room. My dear husband is kind enough to let me have that while his office things are in the garage in what will one day be an additional room (the garage has some extra space in front of where the cars will be parked which we want to turn into a room some time in the next year or so). I’m working on it last and getting the living areas taken care of first, so it is just stacked with boxes right now. We want to get a futon to put in it for when we have overnight guests. I probably need to go ahead and get my sewing machine set up, though, as I have a couple of little mending jobs that need attention.

I’ve been rotating between setting up housekeeping, unpacking boxes (after you get the major stuff out, then you can only do so much at one time before your brain feels fried. All those little things that I didn’t know what to do with and tucked into drawers or shelves over the years are now showing up in the boxes requiring decisions about where to put them!), running errands, seeing Grandma, and writing people about our change of address.

Better get back to business now!

What’s On Your Nightstand: August

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. You can learn more about it by clicking the link or the button.

Can it be the last Thursday in August already?! I haven’t found my calendar in all the unpacking yet, so I was caught off guard. I didn’t realize it was time for a Nightstand post until I started visiting other blogs.

I had finished two books just before last month’s nightstand post but had not reviewed them yet, and I was able to do so this month. My review of Chosen Ones by Alister E. McGrath (youth fantasy) is here and The Cambridge Seven by John Pollock is here.

Books completed in August were:

A Matter of Character by Robin Lee Hatcher, reviewed here.

Prints Charming by Rebeca Seitz, not reviewed — mixed emotions on that one from the standpoint of marriage being based on feelings rather than commitments in it.

Maid to Match by Deeanne Gist, reviewed here.

Hoping for Something Better: Refusing to Settle for Life as Usual, a Bible study by Nancy Guthrie — plan to review it soon.

I also finished The Unfinished Gift by Dan Walsh and immediately started on its sequel, The Homecoming, but I think I will review them together. I am enjoying them so far.

I am also still working on Faithful Women and Their Extraordinary God by Noel Piper.

Waiting on my nightstand are Her Mother’s Hope by Francine Rivers, Here Burns My Candle by Liz Curtis Higgs, 50 People Every Christian Should Know: Learning From Spiritual Giants of the Faith by Warren Wiersbe, The Note by Angela Hunt, The Pirate Queen by Patricia Hickman, and A Distant Melody by Sarah Sundin.

What are you reading?

Book Review: Maid to Match

When I saw Deeanne Gist’s Maid to Match popping up on various blogs, I was attracted right away. The book is set in the Biltmore House in Asheville, NC, one of my favorite places to visit, and I have always thought the servants’ areas were almost as interesting as the rest of the house.

Tillie Reese had been trained for service all her life as her parents both worked for the Vanderbilts. Now as head parlormaid at the Biltmore estate, she learns that Mrs. Vanderbilt’s French lady’s maid is returning to France, and Mrs. Vanderbilt will choose among the current staff to replace her. One of the people being considered for the job is Tillie. She’s thrilled at the possibility of earning more money to help her family and others as well as the the privileges of being a lady’s maid.

But a rough newcomer comes to work at the estate, Mack Danver. Tillie’s brother, Allen, has been charged with training Mack, and it will reflect badly on him if Mack fails, so Tillie helps in Mack’s training.

Mack is motivated, though, because his sister is in an orphanage and his younger brothers are living with different families, and he wants to bring them together again. When he finds evidence that all is not as it appears at the orphanage, he tries to set things right, only to cause more problems.

As Tillie helps Mack both at the Biltmore and the orphange, she finds herself attracted, yet romance is not allowed between servants, and she will not let anything interfere with her quest to become a lady’s maid.

I mostly loved this book. Extensive research is evident as the book is filled with historical data, yet in a way that enhances the story rather than interfering with it. I loved learning more about the inner workings of the Biltmore, the Vanderbilts’ innovations and personalities, and the customs of the times.

Yet I had a couple of little quibbles. One was that not much is mentioned about Mack’s beliefs in the first part of the book — in fact, some of his behavior is not reflective of a Christian. But perhaps the point the author is making is that he was leaning on his own strength and trying to right things in the way he thought best until he finally realized he needed to trust the Lord about it.

The second was the level of sexuality in the book. This was the book I had just finished when I wrote about sexuality in Christian fiction last week. I wrestled with this a good bit in relation to this book, because it was handled tastefully and inexplicitly, yet it did still leave me with mental images I’d rather not have had. This would probably have been one of my all-time favorite Christian novels without that element.

The Week In Words

Welcome to The Week In Words, where we share quotes from the last week’s reading. If something you read this past week  inspired you, caused you to laugh, cry, think, dream, or just resonated with you in some way, please share it with us, attributing it to its source, which can be a book, newspaper, blog, Facebook — anything that you read. More information is here.

Also, if you’ve posted a quote on your blog this past week, feel free to link it here as well. You don’t have to save it for Mondays. :) And please do read and comment even if you’re not posting quotes.

Here are a few that stood out to me this week:

From a friend’s Facebook page:

“There are exactly as many special occasions in life as we choose to celebrate.”– Robert Brault

I love that. Celebrations aren’t so much about what’s on the calendar, but about what you do.

From another friend’s Facebook page:

Why is it we only acknowledge that God answers prayer when He does what we want Him to do?

He answers all the time, but sometimes the answer is “No” or “Not now.” And some day when we see the big picture we’ll be just as thankful for those answers as we were the positive ones — though we should be thankful for them by faith now.

And from yet another friend’s Facebook page:

“When things go well, it’s not that we’re so smart; it’s that God is so good” ~ Drew Conley

Amen.

Who knew Facebook could be so educational? 🙂

You know, when I started participating in this meme, I thought I would be sharing quotes mostly from books I was reading, but I tend to save most of those for when I review the book. But that’s all right — as the description up top says, the quotes that resonate with us in some way can come from any readable source.

If you’ve read anything that particularly spoke to you that you’d like to share, please either list it in the comments below or write a post on your blog and then put the link to that post (not your general blog link) in Mr. Linky below. I do ask that only family-friendly quotes be included.

How Can I Fear?

When shadows fall and the night covers all
There are things that my eyes cannot see.
I never fear, for the Saviour is near.
My LORD abides with me!

How can I fear? Jesus is near!
He ever watches over me!
Worries all cease; He gives me peace.
How can I fear with Jesus?

When I’m alone and I face the unknown
And I fear what the future may be,
I can depend on the strength of my Friend!
He walks along with me.

How can I fear? Jesus is near!
He ever watches over me!
Worries all cease; He gives me peace.
How can I fear with Jesus?

Jesus is King! He controls everything!
He is with me each night and each day.
I trust my soul to the Saviour’s control;
He drives all fear away!

How can I fear? Jesus is near!
He ever watches over me!
Worries all cease; He gives me peace.
How can I fear with Jesus?

Lyrics:  Ron Hamilton, 1982

It’s my birthday!

♫ Happy Birthday to me! ♪
I am now 53!
Not yet over the hill.
Alive and kicking still! ♫

(Graphic courtesy of Annie’s Place)

Friday’s Fave Five

Susanne at Living to Tell the Story hosts Friday’s Fave Five so we can share our favorite things from the last week. This has been a wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God gives. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

Here are five favorite things from this past week:

1. Celebrating the birthday of my oldest son, Jeremy, last Saturday:

This was a “get Jeremy ready for his first apartment” birthday. He had earlier lamented the fact that no one gives showers for single guys moving away from home.

2. Being all together. Jeremy drove up here from SC and Jason and Mittu came on their way back from a trip to OK to visit her mom. It was so good to be all together again — even though we had only been apart for a week. 🙂

3. The Lego a Day site is posting again! We’ve been Legos fans for ages, and I loved this site when I first stumbled upon it. A Mr. Phelps makes really neat photos with Lego people doing various things and often with witty captions. I am so glad to see new posts.

4. Good first days of school for Jesse. He was more nervous that I have ever seen him, understandably, with this being his first major experience at being “the new guy.” But everything seemed to go well, and the other guys in his class were friendly. Plus he is not the only new one, and that helps — his class had 9 last year and they have 15 this year.

5. Eine Kleine Kaffeemusik. Some of you may be familiar with the Mulfinger family, which includes many talented musicians. I don’t know how to classify their Kaffeemusik. It’s classical-leaning, very enjoyable, relaxing music. I don’t usually have background music on while using the computer, but I felt like listening to this today. There are samples on their site as well as Sacredaudio.com.

And as a bonus:

Lizzie shared this yesterday — so poignant.

Even though God is with His children every step of the way — not just at the end or when we fall — still, this picture of a father’s love is a beautiful reflection of God’s. I was in tears for both the father and son.

Flashback Friday: Extracurriculars

Mocha With Linda hosts a weekly meme called Flashback Friday. She’ll post a question every Thursday, and then Friday we can link our answers up on her site. You can visit her site for more Flashbacks.

The question for this week is:

What type of extra-curricular school activities did you participate in during your school days? Clubs? Spelling bees or other contests? Cheerleader or drill team? Sports? Journalism? Choir or theater? Were there any memorable events related to those? Did you receive any awards? Were football games a big deal at your school? Did you usually attend – and was it with a group or as a date? What was Homecoming like?

My first thought was that I didn’t participate in many extra-curricular activities, but after thinking about it, I realized I did have a few.

In my childhood, it was unheard of for kids to have so many things going on with music lessons and sports all the time, etc. It’s hard as a parent to know where the balance should be between giving them opportunities to grow, develop, and learn and not running everybody ragged. I think there needs to be some carefree downtime for just playing in a child’s life, for lying in the grass looking up at the clouds and imagining what the shapes are.

But back to the question:

Money was scarce when I was growing up, and that may have had a lot to do with the lack of extra-curricular activities. I do remember someone coming to our school in an assembly to talk about violin lessons, and I so wanted to take them, but I just assumed we wouldn’t have the money for such, so I didn’t even bring it up to my parents. That’s been one of the regrets of my life. I took one semester of piano in college and enjoyed it, but concluded I just didn’t have time for it — it took me five years to complete a four-year course as it was. I thought about taking some kind of music lessons as an adult, because there are times I’d just love to express myself in that way, but the amount of time it would take to get to that level, to be able to play well without getting frustrated, is more than I want to spend right now — I have other, higher interests. So I just listen to great music. 🙂

I was not athletically inclined at all, and P. E. was always my valley of humiliation, so I never took part in any outside sports, though that may have actually helped me if I had. But, except for Little League baseball and swimming lessons, I don’t remember ever even hearing about extracurricular sports for kids at all.

I was in a couple of spelling bees in elementary school and won for my class and got up to the level where the winners from each grade participated in a spelling bee in front of the whole school, but I bombed out both times. One year I lost on the word “chocolate,” of all things. Maybe that is why I am so obsessed with it now. 🙂

The biggest thing in my elementary years was Girl Scouts. My mother’s father was very big into the Boy Scouts organization — I don’t remember at what level of leadership, but I do remember attending some kind of big jubilee or something like that that they had several years. So his participation may have influenced my parents towards Scouts. I don’t remember much about it except my first camping experiences and making a poncho with pom-pom fringe for the sewing badge — one of our leaders invited a bunch of us over to use her sewing machine, and we all watched Gilligan’s Island, I think, while taking turns with the sewing machine. I remember really enjoying Scouts as a whole.

The elementary school I attended let kids do book reports outside of class requirements and gave out awards at the end of the year assembly for them — I can’t remember if the awards were for those who did the most, or if increments of ten won certain ribbons or certificates (i.e., you read 10, you got one award, a different one of you read 20, etc.). But I do remember getting some kind of award for that several years in a row.

I mentioned in an earlier Flashback that my family did not attend church regularly, but I do remember being in one church play. I was in a group of girls who were supposed to represent women mourning — I don’t remember which Bible story we were reenacting. But I do remember a group of us with what you think of as the Biblical….scarves, or whatever you call them, over our heads, and then we were holding up more fabric over our faces, like veils, but not covering our eyes, so we could see. We were supposed to walk in like that and making sounds like moaning or loud crying. But I couldn’t stop laughing. It was a good thing we had something to cover up our faces! Other people might have seen me with a red face and thought I was doing a good job, but my mom knew I was laughing just by looking at me as I passed by.

The Baptist Church of a friend of mine had some kind of program for girls — I don’t remember much about it except that the different levels you reached were marked by different members of royalty, with the highest being princess. I remember feeling sad that our attendance was so sporadic that I’d never make those top levels, but otherwise I enjoyed it.

I attended a pretty big high school for 9th and 10th grades, and I don’t remember participating in much there. But I went to a small Christian school in 11th and 12th grades, and there got involved with yearbook, student council, and I don’t remember what all else. I was in choir, but everyone was — it was a class and not really an “extra.” But I liked it. I tried out for cheerleader once (insert hysterically laughing smiley). I attended the occasional football game at the big school, but my best friend was in the band, so I didn’t really have anyone to go with. I don’t remember what sports the small high school had. I don’t think we had a Homecoming there.

In college I was in some kind of “Future Teacher’s” club, a club for the Home Ec Association, and a fledgling writing club that was just starting up my last year. My university always did a couple of Shakespearean plays during the year, and I sometimes wished I had tried out as an extra in one of those, but there just never seemed to be time. As I mentioned, it took me five years to get through just with classes and work — I don’t know how some people were able to do everything they did!

Sexuality in Christian Fiction

One of the issues that keeps many Christian people from reading a lot of modern fiction is the proliferation of explicit sexual scenes. Yet now I seem to be finding more sexuality in Christian fiction — not full-fledged descriptions, but more of a window into that activity than I really want to read and imagine.

It’s not that I and Christians in general don’t like sex. It was God’s idea, after all: He invented it not only for procreation but also for enjoyment, within the parameters for which He created it (within marriage, to one spouse, between a man and woman.) Enjoyed as He meant it, it is a wonderful expression of love and intimacy.

But as Quilly once so aptly put it, I don’t enjoy sex as a spectator sport. I think it is meant to be private.

I do understand that some Christian authors write sexual scenes to show show how a person could easily get into trouble sexually without meaning to. And I understand that some want to portray sexuality in a normal, healthy, marital way, reasoning that, 1) it is okay to do so since God created it, and 2) if all sexuality in literature is the “wrong” variety (illicit, adulterous, etc.), then that gives readers a warped view of what it is meant to be.

And Song of Solomon is in the Bible after all, as well as graphic verses like Proverbs 5:19. And I am glad they are: they helped immensely when, as a young wife, I had to change my mind set from thinking of sex as something I needed to avoid and resist as an unmarried woman to something I was now free to enjoy. I knew that intellectually, but there were times of going over these passages to assure myself that it really was ok now.

I don’t think I have seen anything as graphic as those passages in Christian fiction, but I have read some passages that made me feel uncomfortable in the sense of feeling aroused or feeling voyeuristic — and that’s not how I want to feel when reading! Especially Christian fiction!

My appeal to any author, Christian or secular, would be to remember the “less is more” principle. A hint in this area is usually better than a full-fledged description. Some of you may remember on the TV sitcom “Happy Days” that occasionally Mrs. Cunningham would head upstairs saying something about “feeling frisky,” and Mr. Cunningham would get a goofy grin on his face and rush upstairs after her. It was cute, it revealed they were happy in that area of their lives, and that was all we needed to know.

By contrast, in one Christian book I just finished, a couple’s wedding night was portrayed step-by-step until they actually got into bed, and though I would say it was tastefully done and not explicit, and it fit naturally into the story, I still didn’t want to be left with the mental image of a man undressing his wife even though in reality it is a normal and wholesome thing.

What do you think? Are you comfortable with the portrayal of Christian married couples as sexual beings in Christian fiction? Is it helpful to portray married Christian sexuality as normal, healthy, and fun? How much is too much? At what point do you close a book or avoid an author (or avoid recommending an author) because of sexual content?