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, November 30, 2017

King David numbered the people and was taken to the woodshed...Meditations from October's reading

He was privileged to choose his punishment, this time. God opened his reasoning to pleading for his own soul and for the souls of his people. What a condescending imploring that God entered into with David? He had been taken to the woodshed so many times that he was now mature enough to engage in advocacy with God in a new way.

He owned his leadership of the people, like few men in history. Probably because he was the youngest brother, I think. He entered into a relationship with God in leadership of men, from a wholesomely humble perspective. God often reminded him of his humble beginnings, when needed. But, my focus is the response of David in the grief of having seen so many of his people endure the penalty. His grief seemed to lead him to defend them, even to God. He seemed to see God as the lion and the bear. What is more remarkable is that God engaged and seemed to enjoy this grief response

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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