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, June 22, 2018

More than just a glimpse of heaven is the fruit of celebrating the Lord's Day. That isn't fiction!

Chapter 10 of Pilgrim's Progress is a wonderful expression of the earthly expectation of the Christian, when so much of suffering has past. There are seasons of refreshing and Derrick Thomas exposes this so very aptly, in his series on the Pilgrim's Progress, which I found on Prime Video's. I have been so blessed to hear these wonderful spiritual observations of a classic.
It is amazing and soul strengthening!

Sunday, June 3, 2018

The Wonder of Sisterhood and Motherhood and how they mesh came clear in the new Little Women!

I guess that was where all my emotions went at celebrating the accomplishment of graduating from college. I hadn't thought that I would cry at the graduation. I thought I might have cried at the Markle wedding. The eyes were dry.

Surprise! there I am watching the Little Women series and I thought it was wonderfully done. The scene of the mother coming into the room and her extra giddy girls were whirling and twirling. I had been the girls, at one time. I had been the mother at one time and now my girls are fully women and past any of that whirly twirly stuff. How did I miss that passing? Where did it go to?

jayne c walker's

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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