Monday, March 15, 2010
Random Rambling
I love the sunshine. There is nothing like a cool, spring day with the warm sun caressing your face. Here it is in March already and I cannot tell you how much I long for beautiful, warm days. I long for the fresh green grass, the budding trees, the blooming flowers, and all the vibrant colors. How I love spring! (except for the seemingly endless spring rain...) After the long and dreary winter, spring revives the heart to new horizons. I am praying desperately that spring comes to stay. I must say that I'm tired of cold and warm being combined. I want SPRING! I'm sure everyone else feels the same way.
I just realized that it has been three weeks since I've rambled. (not that y'all miss it, I'm sure. Who wants to listen to my randomness anyway?) Last week was Daddy's birthday, and the week before I was feeling just a wee bit lazy, so I skipped it. (GUILTY! We all have our lazy days.)
As I was cogitating what to ramble about today (yes, I actually think about what to ramble), I was wondering if perhaps my rambling days are gimpy. Am I too random? Hmm. Should I be more earnest? Is it just plain rigmarole? Any suggestions would be welcome. (that is, if anyone wishes to speak up. Perhaps you are shy--like me!)
Hmm, me shy? You might be surprised as you read what I write. Yes, I can be terribly shy at times. Mama said I was so shy as a little toddler that I would hide behind her skirts every time we went anyplace, and I would never talk to anyone, period. I've grown out of that, thankfully. Can you just imagine me hiding behind my mother's skirts, still? How novel! Although I may be loquacious in my writing, I can assure you I am not that way in day-to-day life. Well not as much anyway. Most of the time I blurt out insipid and incongruous things. (Who could have guessed, right?) I am very incompetent. My mind works better when I use a pencil, rather than my mouth. When I speak, I grasp hopelessly for the appropriate words. I wonder if I even make sense to those around me?
I must say, I envy those who are great orators. They can capture the attention of crowds with their eloquent speeches. Ha! If I tried to do so, I would stutter around, blush beet red, stutter some more, then burst into tears! I could never ever make speeches. My pen will have to be my weapon. For you orators ought there, keep blabbing your mouths. (is anybody even listening to them fancy speakers?) Now, enough sarcasm. (I wasn't being cruel, I was trying to laugh my weakness off. C'mon now, you didn't really think I was being mean?)
All these questions through my post, you really don't have to answer every single one, unless you really want to of course. I'm afraid you would get pretty lost. (Do I just like leaving people hanging, or do I like talking to myself? Myself: the only person who really listens to me.) *sigh*
Do y'all like Mondays? I really do hate Mondays. The weekend is over, I feel discouraged (for-who-knows-what-reason), everything seems jumbled and gloomy, and I always feel like sleeping more than I should. But those are selfish reasons. I must remember my responsibility and duty. We all must. So, I'll put a smile on my face, a song on my lips, and cheer in my heart.
What shall I sing?...
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Recipe Day!
Biscuits
Preheat oven to 500*
- 2 c of self-rising flour
- 1/4 c of shortening or butter
- 2/3 to 3/4 c of milk
Measure flour in bowl. Cut in shortening until mixture resembles course crumbs. Blend in enough milk until dough leaves sides of bowl. Shape dough into round balls and place on pan. Bake for 8 to 10 minutes or until golden brown.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
In Times of Trial
"The LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD." ~ Job1:21
Job's story is a sad one. He was a righteous man, called "perfect and upright, one that feared God, and eschewed evil." (No, don't be silly here. He did not chew evil literally. What were you thinking? Ha! He shunned evil.) God blessed him greatly with ten children, seven thousand sheep, three thousand camels, five hundred yoke of oxen, five hundred female donkeys, and a very great household. Verse three of Job chapter one says that he was the greatest of all the men of the east.
However, as we all know, disaster was to strike...
I'm sure Job started out that day feeling pretty splendid. Another day to praise God and live in contentment. He could have woke up feeling refreshed and eager for a new day, until...
A servant came running up to Job with the news: the Sabeans raided a section and took away the oxen and donkeys, killing the servants who tended them.
Another servant comes running in haste with more news: a great fire from heaven burned up all the sheep and servants.
Another servant brings yet even more news: the Chaldeans raided a different section and took away the camels, killing the servants with the edge of the sword.
How terrible Job must have felt after all this! All of his worldly possessions--gone. Still, he must have sighed with relief at the thought: at least my family is safe!
However, another servant came with the last news: a great wind came and smote the house of Job's eldest son, crashing it down upon all of Job's children.
The agony of Job's heart must have been bitter indeed! His precious children were lost from his grasp forever. Surely hot tears of sorrow must have flowed from his eyes, hitting the dusty ground as they fell. But what was Job's attitude through all this?
"Then Job arose, and rent his mantle, and shaved his head, and fell down upon the ground, and worshiped, and said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD. In all this Job sinned not, nor charged God foolishly." ~ Job 1:20-22
What amazing forbearance and fortitude! Would that we had his faith and trust! However, this still is not the end.
Job is then struck with severe, sore boils. Imagine your whole body covered in aching, burning, itching, big red boils. Even Job's own wife told him to curse God and die! He seemed alone and forlorn. His grief was great.
But he was not alone. God Almighty was near. He was not going to let His faithful servant Job die in despair. The Lord had a purpose in Job's suffering.
How could Job have blessed and praised God in the midst of his trial? How could he have continued on in his grief?
He rested upon God, placing all his trust in the One who has everything under control. We too must place our trust in Jesus Christ.
Can we truly question His motives? He, who created the entire universe with His word, who died the cruel death upon the cross for our salvation if we would believe, He who sets everything in motion, and even knows the number of hair upon our head, who are we to question Him? We are nothing but fallen and depraved human beings. He is the all-powerful God who is everything.
"Behold, He taketh away, who can hinder Him? who will say unto Him, What doest Thou?" ~ Job 9:12
"For whom the Lord loveth He chasteneth and scourgeth every son whom He receiveth." ~ Hebrews 12:6
We were created for God's glory. (Revelation 4:11) Everything we do is to bring Him honor and glory. Our trials are part of His plan. His glory is to be shown, our faith is to be tested, and our sin is to be removed. We cannot question Him, for He truly has our benefit in mind. He wants His glory to be know throughout the world. He wants our faith to be true and strengthened. He also wants our sin removed so that we may not be hindered in our relationship with Him.
One day "God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away." (Revelation 21:4)
In the end of Job's story, God again blessed him, but with much more than before. God gave him fourteen thousand sheep, six thousand camels, a thousand oxen, and a thousand female donkeys. God also gave Job ten more children, just as before. Isn't God wonderful?
Do we have courage to stand up tall, throw back our shoulders with determination, look our trial in the eyes, and keep marching forward? Do we have faith to trust God in everything?
Monday, March 8, 2010
A Tribute to my Knight in Shining Armor ~ On His Birthday
"Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. But his delight is in the law of the LORD; and in His law doth he meditate day and night." ~Psalm 1:1,2
The Man of God
Mighty men, valiant men, men of courageous deeds;
All have glory, all have fame--to no one will they heed.
Such men look longingly toward the sky;
All wish to be as high.
"Will we find glory, will we find fame?"
All desire the same.
There is one man different, apart from all the rest;
He seeks neither glory or fame, nor is he in jest.
The Bible is his standard, the LORD God his aim;
The such above mighty be, cannot compete with fame.
The man of God, so strong and true, is like a mighty tree;
No ax can fell, no blade cut through, the might man he be.
His sword, the Word, is his only weapon, he preaches boldly, see?
He battles many enemies, "I am the man of God!" claims he.
Who is this man so strong and true, who is a mighty tree?
The man of God, God's own right hand, yes! My father it is he!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
The Duty of Daughters
You are a daughter; therefore you must live up to that expectation.
Need an explanation? Okay, be prepared for a long and bumpy roller coaster ride: thrilling, yet life-changing.
Let's begin at the beginning.
When God first created mankind, He created both male and female. Wait, that still isn't the very beginning. A little farther back...
It was the sixth day of Creation. The LORD God had already created Adam and the many divers animals. Adam was given the task of naming every beast of the field. But after the task was finished, there was no helper comparable to him. God then took a rib from the sleeping Adam and made Woman, whom Adam called Eve. She was his help meet. (Genesis 2)
From the beginning of the world, woman's place was clear: she was to be man's helper. Every woman is the help meet to her husband. That is the definition of a wife.
Genesis 2:24 says, "Therefore shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh." One flesh. A husband and wife are to be joined together for life, both fulfilling their purpose in that life. Man is the provider and bread-winner of the home (1 Timothy 5:8); woman is the keeper of the home (1 Timothy 5:14). Each has their own individual responsibility and purpose ordained by God.
Up through the centuries, woman has became bold. Women wanted independence and status in the world. The skirts and aprons, pots and pans, babies and diapers, cleaning and cooking, submissiveness and honor, and all the qualities of a proper, good woman of the house were thrown into the garbage. To replace such things: smoking, loud speeches, obnoxious voices, manly clothing and haircuts, careers, and college degrees have crept in, polluting woman's role. Women are no longer satisfied to marry a godly man, have babies, take care of the house, prepare meals, sew, clean, help their husband in his work and business, thus maintaining a proper and orderly house. No, they want to head off to college for four years, graduate with a diploma and go into their career, then maybe marry by age 27 and have one kid, still keeping their beloved career.
Woman thinks that she "can do anything a man can do." However, men cannot do everything women do, and women cannot do everything men do. God did not create us that way.
Sadly, because of woman's desire to be free of man's rule, the women of today no longer understand a true woman's role. We have been brainwashed into thinking we are every bit as good as a man. We have been taught that women are to be independent and strong, knowing how to get what she wants and willing to do anything she wishes.
What are the consequences? Less and less families, more and more women employees, more and more illegitimate babies, women politicians, etc. Less true wives and mothers, less homemakers, and a whole lot less femininity. The society of woman is in a mess. Let's go a little further and say that the whole of society is in a mess.....the whole world is in a mess! Woman has lost her role in life.
What has this to do with daughters? you may think. We're not wives yet.
While you are at home, your father is the head over you. You submit to him. That is the greatest preparation you can have to one day submit to your own husband. (Ephesians 5:22-24) (Have trouble with submitting? Read this amazing article.)
Do you plan to go to college? Do you plan to have a career? Do you even plan to get married and have babies one day? Lord willing, I plan to do the latter. No, I'm not going off to college and I most certainly am not having a career outside the home. God did not intend for women to have equal status in the world as men. True, we are all of equal worth in His eyes, but He gave us different positions. Woman is the wife, the mother, the keeper of the home. Why do women and men have to do the same things? As I said before, men cannot do everything women do, and women cannot do everything men can do. They only think they can. We all can be smart and gifted, but for different purposes.
Now that we have woman's true place in life figured out, what about the daughter? One day the daughter will be grown up and get married. Then she will have the duty and responsibility of being a wife and mother. How will she know what to do? Most young women today don't even know how to cook or clean or take care of babies, much more keep a house in decent running order. How will a daughter know? By learning at home. Home is the best place to learn, the only place to learn. College sure doesn't teach young women the necessary skills of running a household. We daughters are to learn under our parents' tutelage. From a very young age we can learn to clean house, cook meals, take care of babies, plus helping our fathers to progress their vision or business. We will one day be a help meet (Lord willing) to our own husbands; therefore we can prepare for that day by helping our fathers.
Have a servant's heart. Be willing to help out at anytime. We are naturally selfish creatures, but as a very wise woman made clear to me, we women are not to progress our own desires, our own visions, our own wishes. God created us to help men. That means we are to help progress their desires, their visions, their wishes, not our own.
I've struggled myself in this area, and honestly, I have not been the daughter I should be. I have been too caught up in my own desires, not my father's. (Take my writing attempts: I have been too busy with myself, when I should have been helping him. Like the very wise woman told me, we can still develop our own gifts that God has given us, but we are to perform our role in life first and foremost.) How will that one day look to my future husband? If I don't help my father out with his vision, what cause would there be to make a man think I would be a proper and helpful wife? (not that that should be the only reason we daughters help out our fathers. Please don't misunderstand me.)
I don't want to be seen like that. Now I need to refocus and have a helping heart. I scold myself for my lack of productiveness and earnestness. However, just because we girls mess up doesn't mean we give up altogether. No! Fail is not an option. Let's start preparing for our own husbands (whether we get married or not) by preparation in the home. I determine to reevaluate myself and get back on track.
Our single years are precious; we'll never regain them. Do we want to waste them in idle longing, wishing and waiting for Prince Charming to ride up on a white stallion and take us off to fairyland? Or do we want to be fully trained and prepared, having used our single years for the glory of God and for the help and benefit of our family?
Which will it be? Will you embrace your duty?
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