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, January 31, 2016

The pre-meditations and conversations of the Prodigal Son.

What if a Christian mother were praying and interceding for her baby when she sees him drifting in his ambitions? I try to let my children know that their behavior and life affects my prayer life and faith. I don't know how it is with other women. God is sympathetic to a woman's plight, regardless of the perspectives of the religious in her season of life. I cannot imagine the peace that passes understanding when my children are in rebellion. God has to intercede for me. I don't yet have that amount of maturity.

Cat Stevens seems to rightly pen the father/son interaction before prodigality appears. It is my prayer course for my children. I pray that their prodigality will be abated prior to any catastrophes.

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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