Now we see through a glass darkly

Now we see through a glass darkly
Helen Keller and her mother exemplified in the Miracle Worker

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Helen had to get the angels to carry the car all the way home from Chowan! Evvie is not in the car?

Helen, I didn't know that you had an in with the angels like that? She laughed to think that could be the case. You know God ordered this, was her response. They had a cloud video including the parts of prayer that are being answered in this trip and where they were prayed. First, there was a rainbow, set at half-staff to let us know that God loves us and has a wonderful plan for our lives. This is part of a divine plan and you will soon see the outworking of God's good pleasure in separating her for a while. We believe that in our hearts, but we are experiencing parental separation anxiety, still. I hate looking at those memories in the clouds, when they play it. Grandma made the curtain and knew just how to catch my attention with scallops on the curtain, not on the bottom, but on the top.

After the scallops, it was a large dark cloud with my whole body silhouette and each part of the body was animated to show the quietness of prayer to God for this day. The hands in prayer and my body laying on my back, the hands turned into a horse and touched my nose to wipe the tears of dishdoing...{why would I cry about doing dishes, that's the part that was saddening} I hear those silent prayers was the end-point of the cloud video, among other poignant charges and instructions. Oh dear, I didn't bring my notebook to take the notes from this sermon, I said. You will remember, said Helen.

I know exactly where I was, when they painted that silhouette. God sees all and hears every prayer. He has an individual plan for each child and each similitude of the child to another. We can let go of some parts of the relationship to take hold of the new parts of the relationship that God has for us in parenting.

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For the Birds?

For the Birds?
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Sparrow's Spring nest

Mr. and Mrs. Sparrow were caught, by me yesterday, shopping together for a new home. They flitted and flirted, just outside my window. Talking and discussing and lovingly disagreeing, if not arguing the benefits and the pitfalls of living at our house.
Mrs. Sparrow was very impressed with the 2 "ready made" nests hung outside our window. Mr. Sparrow hadn't even thought of them as "ready-made" nests. He used them for the provision of building materials for the private home that he had in mind in a surprise and hidden place. He doesn't like the openness, at all, of our porch. It's much too populated. When Mr. Sparrow gets it into his mind to give his sweet chicky a peck, he wants the freedom to do it without a bunch of younguns peeking over the nest to see what comes next.
Mrs. Sparrow was impressed that the porch was fully protected from hailstones. We all know what happened to a great many of last years' nests in that surprise hailstorm we had. Male birds seem to have a very short memory for storms. They have only one thing in mind in the nest building season... 03/09