Now we see through a glass darkly

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

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Marvelous Wisdom Ridge!

Praise ye the Lord, who with marvelous wisdom hath made thee! Decked thee with health, and with loving hand guided and stayed thee; How oft in grief Hath not He brought thee relief, Spreading His wings for to shade thee!
We had to walk along the "Marvelous Wisdom Ridge". It was a long street that went along a side of a very deep hill. The views from there were marvelous. We could see a long way around from that street, but it seemed like a short walk because of the beauty of the view of the entire city that was below it. All of the other streets led into Marvelous Wisdom Ridge. We passed all of the streets that we had walked on as we were walking on Marvelous Wisdom Ridge. How could that be, Uncle? Are we going in a circle? No, said Uncle our guide said there is no way to get to "Glad Adoration" without walking along Marvelous Wisdom. It didn't seem right to me that the streets all led into that one street.

We went passed a Church and there was singing and millions of Halleluias wafted through the air and we saw them visually swirling into the sky in a rainbow.

You got eyes to see, Halleluia! You got ears to hear, Halleluia! etc.
Souls were being carried up to heavenly heights on these Halleluias. Uncle and I looked at eachother and this sight made us the most awestruck than we had been. The sights were glorious. What color Halleluia is that, Uncle?

"Do You Know, Way" was right below where we were.

Wow, Uncle, if we walk through all the questions, the answers are on the low point of the ridge. Did you notice that?

The church carried people above the questions and took them right to Heaven from the question neighborhood. I thought that was really great. I knew that those questions had made me so sleepy that I could have fallen in the question neighborhood. Uncle said that church is part of the wings of God's spreading. I never thought of it that way. Thanks Uncle. We had a long way to go out of the questions to get to "Do You Know, Way". I hope I don't fall, here, Uncle. I got you, he assured me. I felt comforted, but not any stronger.

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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