Now we see through a glass darkly

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

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Watching the angels watch and guide my babies.

It is an amazing providence to get to observe the supernatural navigation of infants. I know the Lord and I have seen Him guide and protect a great many little children throughout my life.

These very prayed for children's angels are almost visible to me. Perhaps because of age and aging in the Lord. Perhaps because of the different relationship between me and the children. They are not my children or family and still I am taking part in their care. The things that we accept in our child rearings are or become set in stone in our family traditions. When they are very little, their angels behold the face of God and are bent toward obedience to God. It is amazing to see this in their behavior.

I believe that they are depraved, but their spiritual directors are in the face of God. The more prayer that is involved in their birth and rearing, the more visible is the spiritual battle that they are engaged in. While they sleep, they shake their heads and their dreams are nearly audible, while you are watching them.

Our rearing is whittling handles for God to hold and direct them. God is able to use our example to engage their emotions toward good, much before they are even able to mentally ascent to doctrines and truths. I see the angels preparing the children to let me go, daily and whenever our relationship will end. God is God and not Ms. Jayne. You know that don't you. They say yes to that, while they are sleeping. She's not always going to be with you. God loves you more than anyone in the world. More than mommy and daddy, more than Ms. Janet or anyone else; God loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life. They wrestle and wriggle with the truths that are coming clear in their young minds.

We are uncovering and setting up the basic foundations where future truths will hang. When the light of truth comes on in their eyes, you certainly don't want to see it covered up or squashed.

Self will and self defense in the public arena is different than the defense of truth and rightness. Some few of them are won by the angels in God's face and they are bent on defending truth and right. They never do it the right way. They often look just the same as the darkling child who hits for vicious, malicious comfort. But there is a difference. Prayer and discernment needs to be engaged in their rearing. Is this wrongdoing a defense of right that has been engaged in before the time, or is this wrongdoing a hellish expression of a lost soul? There is a difference. Nana's prayers help her to see a little deeper into the spiritual condition of the child.

They are being buffeted by the principalities of the families that are part of their social engagement. Some allow their children to act out until the Holy Spirit arrests them into God's control. What a loss to leave them to themselves until they come to intellectual ascent to submission to God's control. They miss walking with God and hearing from Him in their dreams as infants. As I see the angel's engage these children, I see the job more clearly. We are either facilitators of their walk with God or hinderances. Help us, Lord to be facilitators in the process. 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