Now we see through a glass darkly

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

Friday, September 12, 2014

Mother Day said this season of prayer is about unsaved loved ones...

She said that Father Day's soul was so heavy with covetousness that she is somewhat sorry that she didn't pray more fervently than she did, when she was on earth. Now, it is her job to impress the importance of fervent intelligent, soul-winning, not just prayer, but envisioning and inclusive interaction with the souls about us.

Some people just pray, but, she who wins souls and mothers them into heaven is not one who sits in her chair waiting for the prodigal, but the mother who will turn stones over to rescue and hold her wayward loved one into heaven. They should be more sorry for your being sorry that they are not living holy. She said she learned that from Ethel Waters. She told those children that she would be looking for them in heaven when she gets there and not one of those souls are lost. They have her impression on their minds, turning over stones in heaven that not one of them is lost. That is motherhood. It is hard, but they must see your expectation of their redemption, at last. None of this "let go and let God" for your children and husband's souls. SOS is just that!

We are members of one another, of His flesh and of His bones. We are bound in the New Testament, by the church. If the church is going down then we are going down. If the church in our generation is going up then we are going up.

Julius Ceasar's rhetoric that "We are not going down, we are going up!" may convince of the direction of a boat or a vessel, but the souls of our generation are not won by fancy rhetoric and convincing speeches. We must be the mothers that God called us to be. That is the winsomeness of the generation. When the moon is blood in the NYT time of the world, motherhood is despised and the souls are breaking chains that bind us together, in the name of individuality. Bind us together, Lord, should be our prayer. Draw us close to Yourself in Your likeness in Your church for Your glory, until we all come to the unity of the faith. Growing up into Christ in "all things". This begins at home and then in church and then in community. God help us to envisioned being unbanned from the Gold of Heavenly Fellowship. In Jesus' Name, Amen.

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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