Literary Meme Answers

Here are the answer’s to yesterday’s Literary Meme:

1. The Princess Bride

2. Climbing by Rosalind Goforth

3. In the Arena by Isobel Kuhn

4. Les Miserables by Victor Hugo

5. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

1, 4, and 5 were guessed correctly. 2 and 3 were admittedly a little more obscure, but I have mentioned them on my blog before and I thought a certain segment of my readers might know or guess them.

Thanks for playing! If you do this let me know so I can come guess your answers.

Literary Meme

I saw this at Janet’s Across the Page, who saw it at Deb on the Run — and you can trace it back from there if you’d like. I don’t know who originated it. But I thought it looked like fun.

1. Pick 5 of your favorite books.

2. Post the first sentence of each book. (If one sentence seems too short, post two or three!)

3. Let everyone try to guess the titles and authors of your books.

I had to bypass a few favorites because a main character was in the first sentence, or, in a few biographies, the subject was named in the first sentence. And of course, A Tale of Two Cities is one of my favorites but has one of the most famous opening lines ever. But here are five.

1. This is my favorite book in all the world, though I have never read it.

2. The first picture can scarcely be called a memory; rather, let it be just a family legend.

3. “If you go to China, it will be over my dead body. I will never consent,” was my mother’s bitter remark.

4. In 1815 Monsieur Charles-Francois-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of Digne.

5. There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

In a couple of cases there is a verse or quote at the heading of the chapter, but I quoted the first line of the actual text of the book. And in one case the first line is part of the introduction, but the introduction to that book is an essential part of it.

You can leave your guesses in the comments, but you might want to try to bypass looking at the comments if you’re trying to guess.

Let me know if you do this as well. And if you want to test your knowledge of more first lines, I found a fun quiz here. I got a 90% even though I hadn’t read all of the books mentioned.

Odds and ends

I love setting clocks back. I don’t like darkness settling in so early.

Jim’s mom’s house sold in Idaho this week. That is a relief on many fronts: we don’t have to worry about the upkeep or electric bills or keeping it heated during the winter while unattended. Plus this should help finance her expenses for years to come, hopefully until the Lord takes her home. Her other sources of income ran a few hundred dollars short of monthly expenses, so part of her savings was being used to supplement that. This, barring some unforeseen expense, should take care of things.

She has mixed emotions, of course. She loved seeing the check for the house! And she is relieved that it is sold. But there is sadness, too, at this last tie being severed with a place that holds such memories. Jim allowed time for her to talk through all of that and encouraged her that the place that had been a blessing to her for years can now bless others.

One frustration we have experienced is that a Power of Attorney doesn’t mean what we thought it meant. We thought that gave Jim consent to take care of her legalities. But some businesses and agencies will not deal with him. He’s had to go to her place and call some of these places, put them on speaker phone, explain to her what they’re asking and what information they want without telling her what to say (one guy from the VA yelled at him for that), all the while she can’t hear well and she gets very agitated at this kind of thing, which causes more confusion and agitation. I understand they want to protect the elderly from people who would bilk them out of their money and such. But the people who make these regulations would benefit from actual experience with elderly people who can’t hear, get easily confused, and suffer from some degree of dementia. He has to take her with him for a few things, and she not only really dislikes going places, but she can’t walk far even with her walker. We’re looking for a used wheelchair for her.

Mittu’s mom is here visiting, and we enjoyed spending time with her.

Finally saw Facing the Giants this weekend. It’s not bad. I had heard that the acting was not good, but it wasn’t as bad as I had thought. The message about right priorities and making sure one is right with God were good, but it is a little misleading that all your hopes and dreams are going to come true as a result of God’s blessing when your heart is right. I do share the concern Challies mentioned (I finally subscribed to him — a good many of the bloggers I read quote or link back to him, so I figured it was time to get it straight from the source 🙂 ) here that the producers of it and Fireproof were praying that their next film not be “a good movie [but] a God movie…” Those two should not be mutually exclusive: it should not be either/or. If it is a film for God, it should be made as well as possible. Christian films have a reputation for being a little hokey. Ironically, one of the messages of Facing the Giants was giving your best effort. Psalm 33:3 says, “Sing unto him a new song; play skilfully with a loud noise.” Instrumentalists were to be skillful in their playing. Colossians 3:23 says, “And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men,” and Ecclesiastes 9:10a says, “Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might.” We may be limited by experience, finances, etc. but within that framework our work needs to be the best it can possibly be.

(Stepping off soapbox now.)

Our church ladies’ newsletter/booklet was due out this past weekend. I just want to testify again of the grace God provides when doing anything for Him. I keep thinking I need to finish this newsletter a week or so ahead of time so it can “incubate” — that would relieve some pressure and enable me to catch mistakes and see better ways to phrase things. But it just doesn’t seem to come together until the last week,  especially the last few days. This past week it seemed innumerable things came up those last few days (including an unexpected run to Jim’s Mom’s audiologist when her hearing aid wasn’t working right), yet on the busiest day, in the 30-45 minutes I had to work on it, several big pieces just fell together beautifully. I was able to get them printed off and distributed Friday, which I was hoping to do, because Mittu’s mom was coming in Saturday and I needed to get some things done at home. Thank you, Lord!

I wish you all a good week. I’ve been adding to my to-do list all morning — guess I’d better get to it!

Microfiction Monday

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Susan at Stony River has begun a Microfiction Monday wherein participants write a story in 140 characters based on a particular image.  Design 215’s Character Counter helps keep track of the number of characters.

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Busy boy still,
Rare quiet respite.
Time to enjoy,
to soak in these precious, fleeting moments
before they are only sweet wistful memories.

All of These

I’ve heard this sung a time or two at church, then I discovered it on the new Creator of It All CD by the Steve Pettit Evangelistic Association. What a rich text, drawing the soul to meditate on and worship our great and wonderful God. It was written by Craig Curry and inspired by Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening devotional for May 18.

How vast His grace! How great His faithfulness!
How deep His love! How rich His mercy!
How high His thoughts! How sure His wisdom!
And all of these, He gives to me.

Chorus:

So I will praise Him with every breath
For He has rescued me from certain death
And now this life I live, I live in Him
O let His glory shine while mine grows dim.

How just His ways! How good His discipline!
How pure His truth!How kind His goodness!
How calm His peace! How long His patience
And all of these He gives to me.

(Chorus repeats)

How vast His grace!(How broad His pow’r)
How great His faithfulness! (How grand His majesty!)
How deep His love! (How true His reign!)
How rich His mercy! (How bright His glory!)
How high His thoughts! (How strong His might!)
How sure His wisdom! (How clear His triumph!)
And all of these, He gives to me.

(Chorus repeats)

Friday’s Fave Five

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Susanne at Living to Tell the Story hosts a “Friday Fave Five” in which we share our five favorite things from the past week. Click on the button to read more of the details, and you can visit Susanne to see the list of others’ favorites or to join in.

1. I still don’t have my fall decorations out yet, but I wanted to change my front door. I had a cute scarecrow wreath the last year or two, but for some reason I just didn’t want “cute” this year. Hobby Lobby had flower stems on sale half off, so I got a few and put them in the holder I used for spring flowers. I wasn’t sure how fall colors would work with the lighter green holder, but I like how it turned out:

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2. A comfy pink sweater. I don’t even remember where or when I got it, but I have been taking it in and out of the closet for a couple of years thinking that pink is a spring/summer color and I didn’t have any fall/winter clothes to wear with it. But it goes well with denim and a few other things. It fits and feels just right.

3. Peanut Butter Rice Krispie treats with melted chocolate chips on top. Meant to get a picture — but they don’t last too long around here!

4. Music in general and Christian music in particular. Next to the Bible and possibly Christian books, nothing ministers to my heart like music.

5.Warmer days. I know I just said cooler days recently, and in fact, last weekend’s weather was perfect for my tastes: cool but not cold, sunshiny, and breezy. But our furnace went out this week! We have a fireplace, one room has a gas heater, and we have a portable electric heater, so we’ll be ok if it gets cold again, but it is nice to have this little reprieve from the coldness. If the furnace had to go out, I’m glad it happened now and not in January when we’re in the 20s.

Bonus: Short and cute

 

God does so much more than “show up”

I have seen a particular phraseology going around recently that bothers me:

“God really showed up.” “Pray that God shows up in a big way.” “I hope God shows up for this event.”

If you have said or written this, please don’t take offense or think I am fussing at you. I can’t remember for sure where I have seen it. I’m speaking in generalities because I am starting to see this more and more and I want people to realize what it sounds like.

It bothers me for a few reasons.

1. God does not “show up.” He is omnipresent. (See Psalm 139:5-12, Jeremiah 23:23-24.)

2. Making our plans and then hoping God “shows up” is going about things backwardly. We should be seeking His guidance beforehand and all along the way.

3. The phrase “show up” seems to indicate the person wasn’t really expected, or at least his attendance was iffy. “I invited Tom, but I am not sure he’ll show up.”

4. The phrase also seems to indicate the person showing up took the invitation casually and just decided to “show up” — maybe on a whim, maybe because he couldn’t find any better options.

I think I know what people mean when they want God to “show up”:

“I hope God really blesses this event/situation in such a way that people see it was something only He could do.”

“I want God’s presence to be manifested in a way that touches people’s hearts and draws them to Him.”

“I pray God’s power will be evident.”

Why not say it that way? It’s more accurate, more reverential, and more glorifying to God.

Here are some Scriptural examples of those desires:

“Help me, O LORD my God: O save me according to thy mercy: That they may know that this is thy hand; that thou, LORD, hast done it.” Psalm 109:26-27.

“O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is; To see thy power and thy glory, so as I have seen thee in the sanctuary.” Psalm 63:1-2.

“This beginning of miracles did Jesus in Cana of Galilee, and manifested forth his glory; and his disciples believed on him.” John 2:11.

“Jesus answered, Neither hath this man sinned, nor his parents: but that the works of God should be made manifest in him.” John 9:3.

“And [Moses] said, I beseech thee, shew me thy glory.” Exodus 33:18.

“That all the people of the earth might know the hand of the LORD, that it is mighty: that ye might fear the LORD your God for ever.” Joshua 4:24.

“And it came to pass at the time of the offering of the evening sacrifice, that Elijah the prophet came near, and said, LORD God of Abraham, Isaac, and of Israel, let it be known this day that thou art God in Israel, and that I am thy servant, and that I have done all these things at thy word. Hear me, O LORD, hear me, that this people may know that thou art the LORD God, and that thou hast turned their heart back again.” I Kings 18:36-37.

Random Dozen #9


Hosted by Linda at 2nd Cup of Coffee. Visit Linda’s to link up or find other participants.

1. Tell me something about your favorite teacher.

One of my favorite teachers was an English professor who taught Literary Criticism. He wasn’t a dynamic speaker, didn’t move much or have much of a range in his voice; he didn’t use snazzy audio-visuals. But he was brilliant in his field, yet he was not interested in coming across as brilliant: he was interested in sharing with and inspiring his students. I loved that class and wish I had taken more like it and more classes with that professor.

2. Tell me about one pivotal moment in your life.

I have a hard time choosing between two, so if you’ll forgive me, I’ll mention them both. One was after struggling with assurance of my salvation for years and finally deciding to get the matter settled: more on that here. The other occurred before that. My father was an alcoholic. My mother was not but did drink at that time. They both stopped years later. The year before they divorced was my year of doing really stupid things. I don’t know why, and this isn’t the post in which to analyze all of that. But that was the only year I drank alcohol. I was only 15 turning 16, but someone always had an older sibling of legal age to buy it. After my parents’ divorce and our move, one day I saw a wine bottle on the counter at home and in that moment decided I never wanted to touch it again and did not want anything connected with the lifestyle it represented.

3. About favorite colors–a lot of people will ask you what it is, but I want to know why it is. What feeling or memory does it evoke?

My favorites are pink, blue, and green, in lighter shades. Most are cool colors (pink technically is warm, but cooler than red.) Though I love the brilliant fall shades on the trees, in my home or clothes I prefer cool, soothing colors. It always irks me when I hear a decorator or fashion “expert” talk about colors “popping.” I don’t want my colors to pop, thank you very much. Other than that, I can’t really tell you. Those colors feel like happiness and home to me.

4. What’s a sure sign that you’re getting older?

I have multiple signs: graying hair, wrinkles, creaky knees, “I remember when…” and “When I was your age…” statements.

5. Please don’t sermonize, but Halloween–is it a yes or no for you?

No.

6. What’s your favorite musical?

Les Miserable except for a scene or two.

7. Are you more of a city mouse or country mouse?

How about a small town mouse? I like the feeling and quiet of the country, but I like the conveniences of the city.

8. Did you know that it is possible, for a small fee, to name a real star after someone? (It’s true! Google it!) If someone were to name a star for you, would you appreciate it for its whimsy and romance, or would you say, “Are you kidding me? For $19.95 we could have gone to the movie and actually bought popcorn.”

For $19.95 I’d rather have a book or dinner out, but if someone had already named a star for me, I would try to appreciate the thought.

9. This question comes from Paula at His Ways Are Not Our Ways: What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever been doing and texted during it? I only thought of this b/c I was about to try to text during my walking video but I didn’t.

Driving. 😳 Yes, I have been guilty of that a time or two, but not regularly. I don’t text often because it takes me too long.

10. “It’s not a party unless _______.”

Umm…unless there are people and food there. I’m not much of a party person, but it’s fun when a gathering turns into a party.

11. When you’re stuck in traffic or a waiting room, what do you do to pass the time? PS: There are no magazines available.

I always, always bring a book for waiting rooms. Not for traffic. If stuck in traffic I’m too often stewing about it (one of the little things I need to just relax and trust the Lord about), but sometimes I’ll find something interesting to listen to on the radio or call someone or just think.

12. If you weren’t yourself, would you be friends with you?

I guess it would depend on who I was and what kind of personality I had as to whether I would like me if I weren’t myself. But I think so.

Fathers and sons

Father and son tie

When Jesse was little, he would toddle into our room while we were getting ready in the morning, somehow always choosing the time when Jim was sitting on the edge of the bed putting on his socks. Jesse would sleepily climb up into Jim’s lap, face him, lay against his chest for a while, and and just snuggle for a bit. Then one day during this morning ritual Jesse started pushing against him, trying to make him recline back onto the bed. Jim would resist, of course, trying to stay upright because he was getting ready for work and didn’t want to get his clothes messed up. Somehow this turned into a regular contest amidst much laughter, and the older and bigger Jesse got, the harder it was for Jim to keep from getting pushed back. Finally the day came when Jesse joyfully won.

There is something about sons that makes them want to triumph against their fathers. Not in a defiant or disrespectful way, usually. Normally it is all very good-natured. Running races, shooting baskets, playing games, “wrestling” — Jim didn’t “let” them win except when they were little, so besting Dad in any contest was a thrill. Getting taller than Mom was sweet, but getting taller than Dad, well, that was an accomplishment

In the most recent manifestation of this father-vs.-son contest, Jim was trying to get Spresso, Jason’s little dog, to follow him up the stairs. Jason wanted to show that Spresso knew his master’s voice by calling for him. Spresso was confused for a moment, but then went to Jason. They repeated all of this a few times over, with Jason exulting every time Spresso came to him instead of his dad. Jim finally came up the stairs where I was puttering in the kitchen. While Jason continued his victory gloating, Jim didn’t say anything, but opened the refrigerator door and looked inside with his head down for several minutes. I thought perhaps things had gone too far this time, perhaps his feeling were hurt, perhaps he was frustrated that he didn’t get to do whatever it was he was going to do with the dog.

Then I heard Jim say, “I know how to win this one.”

And he got out a piece of lunch meat with which to entice the dog.

Fathers don’t give up easily. 🙂

What’s On Your Nightstand: October

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.

I finished The Missing, the second in the Seasons of Grace series by Beverly Lewis, A Surrendered Heart by Tracie Peterson and Judith Miller, the third in the Broadmoor Legacy series, and Dr. Frau: A Woman Doctor Among the Amish by Grace H. Kaiser, a non-fiction book about this doctor’s experiences among the Amish in the Lancaster, PA area for 28 years beginning in the 1950s. I enjoyed them all and posted a bit more about them here.

I also finished rereading Becoming God’s True Woman edited by Nancy Leigh DeMoss and am working on a review of it for another site. I will probably post a shorter review of it here later. I’d highly recommend it: it was excellent. Reviewed here.

I am currently reading My Heart Remembers by Kim Vogel Sawyer about three siblings separated after going West on an orphan train, and I have just barely started Home to Harmony by Phillip Gulley.

I’m not sure what will come next, but it will probably be something from my Fall Into Reading goals.