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, August 26, 2022

For the love of diaper rash!


 I carried ointment with me today because yesterday somebody's mommy forgot to put diaper rash ointment on the little lady and her shorts were showing the diaper rash as she ran up for a snack.

As a long-term infant care person, I had an instant impulse to get diaper cream on that exposed bottom immediately.

Only, this wasn't the infant room and this was a college woman walking in obvious pain.  What do you do as a concerned mother, when you see that self-care was not experienced and that at least covering the rash with a longer short might have been appropriate?  I was surprised she wasnt scratching it obviously, because it was so enflamed.

I truly love the fact that it is no longer my responsibility to apply ointment to the irritants of these nearly grown people.  Just get their tummies happy and set them on track for the beauty of the day.

Food is a ministry.  Eating is a beautiful enjoyment that God sent to us.  I am still learning how to really enjoy food and eating.  College is the place to begin.  When I was in college I was always hungry.  I had a 1$ food budget and then I would have to walk home.  "From Hunger" I lived on the sugar high's of candy, because it was cheap and quick.  I crashed from high to high.  Walking 5 or 6 miles home from school seemed a small price to pay for eating your travel money.  I love the feeling of reminiscing those easy days and carefree moments of life.  

The warmup is always lighter than the match.

I am soooo grateful for Pastor Martin saying that to us in his preaching.  He said look at how God dealt with you in your youth and expect him to raise the bar for you to jump higher.  He is a coach like that!

He has over and over and over; raised the bar of jumping.  I must decrease!  He must increase!  Can you serve?   Serve this!  Serve this!  Serve this!

And now?

Friday, August 12, 2022

The Joy of Merlin!


Is it mythology to believe that God has magical plans for your relationship with a child?  Is it mythological to aim your future?


I see so many beautiful things, when I look into the well preserved culture of the English.  I always start with Merlin.


I think Merlin believed in the God who created this world and the science that holds it together.  I think God gave Merlin a birds-eye view of his purpose in rearing a child who would become king in a superstitiously blind moment of history or hysterity as I like to call it.


A tiny hummingbird came to visit me, yesterday.  This wasn't the first visit I had from this tiny friend.  Yesterday he was warning me that I hadnt brought my umbrella and that the sky was about to open up.  She knew that I rarely anticipate these changes in the weather and I havent told my little friends about my newfound technological connection to the weather.  The birds help me know that my fledglings are okay.  this young agent brought important intelligence about my Ethan, who has precious little experience with the forces of nature.   The hummingbirds think that I am one of them.  I am sensitive and ever concerned about my younguns, like them.  They can relate to me and often have a message.  It started some years ago.  They have an initiation and they accept and reject their friends much based on emotional status.  They are not concerned about everyone and are very focused, when they become friends with you.


Merlin,  (I return to my subject) had many such relationships with the wildlife that he was blessed to become acquainted with.  He had a religious faith and a scientific experience and it gave him a perspective that God in his providence meant to use for the development of a culture that would affect the world.  The stereotypes of them follow a long way.   I am by no means a Euro-centric worshipper, nor a blind capitalistic believer in all of the folklore of Eurocentricity.   I see God's purposes in His preservations of certain cultures and compare the results to what scripture says and that is why it has long been my study of the Euro folklore that I have been exposed to.


It seems that Lewis Carroll saw the blessings and the forfeiture of the blessing in "Alice".  He seemed to say, "you will stay right in one spot at the tea-party until this hideous blot on your reputation is cleansed.  Child labor laws and pirating and slavery, keep us all one minute to midnight in our cultural experience.

Why, oh why can't we untangle the dilemmas that plague us?  Why go we from one worldwide self inflicted wound to another.   Until we stop expecting the change to come from the state or the regal or the goodness of ourselves we remain in the complete darkness with the foolish virgins.  The impending doom of our own demise right over the horizon of darkness that we are engulfed in.  Let's wake up from this dark dream that we have placed upon ourselves.  What does that mean?

The weaving that Merlin began in his craze or in his genius does not belong to the wise or to the wealthy, it belongs to the church!  "what you bind, what you loose on earth..."  We know it belongs to the church, but we would rather hoard our own resources and claim a family dominion.  So we sit in the dark of our own midnight and refuse to walk into the light of our faith.  We self medicate at the tea-party with the other foolish virgins looking into the darkness, with the light right behind us, within our grasp, if we decide to renounce our own understandings.  God give us grace to learn from the Merlin Alice, Wonderland that we have created.


My point with Merlin, specifically, is that He walked a young fellow from the foolishness of the darkness of his age into an enlightenment that remains with us today.   We all have that privilege who embrace faith and the power of God's Church.  We can walk our children into the light of the faith that we possess.  Not just faith, "Great Expectations" from God that comes with repentance and faith.  











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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