Sunday, April 28, 2019

Fourth Sunday Meditation: In Absolute Truth And Confidence





"And I will walk at liberty and at ease
for I have sought and inquired for and
desperately required Your precepts."
Psalm 119:45






II TIMOTHY CHAPTER THREE



At the time of the writing of this letter, the apostle Paul
was imprisoned in Rome under the emperor Nero. In this
excerpt he cautions his fellow missionary, a young man
named Timothy, of the importance of keeping his
mind focused on sound doctrine in
the uncertain and perilous days ahead.

Paul further expresses to Timothy the need to lean
his entire personality on God in Christ, in absolute trust
and confidence in His power, wisdom, and goodness, 
for God did not give to him, nor to we who believe
a spirit of fear, but He has given us a spirit of
power and love and of calm, a well-balanced mind
and discipline and self-control.


"But understand this, that in the last days will come
perilous times of great stress and trouble, hard to deal
with and hard to bear.

For people will be lovers of self and utterly self-centered,
lovers of money and aroused by an inordinate greedy desire
for wealth, proud and arrogant and contemptuous boasters.
They will be abusive and disobedient to parents,
ungrateful, unholy and profane.

They will be without natural human affection, callous and
inhuman, relentless, admitting of no truce or appeasement;
they will be slanderers, false accusers, troublemakers,
intemperate and loose in morals and conduct, 
uncontrolled and fierce, haters of good.

They will be treacherous betrayers, rash, and inflated 
with self-conceit. They will be lovers of sensual pleasures
and vain amusements more than and rather lovers of God.

For although they hold a form of piety, true religion,
they deny and reject and are strangers to the power of it,
their conduct belies the genuineness of their profession.
Avoid all such people, turn away from them.

For among them are those who worm their way into homes
and captivate silly and weak-natured and spiritually dwarfed women
loaded down with the burden of their sins and easily swayed and
led away by various evil desires and seductive impulses.

These weak women will listen to anybody who will teach them;
they are forever inquiring and getting information, but are never
able to arrive at a recognition and knowledge of the Truth.

Now just as Jannes and Jambres* were hostile to and resisted Moses,
so these men also are hostile to and oppose the Truth.
They have depraved and distorted minds and are reprobate
and counterfeit and to be rejected as far as faith is concerned.

But they will not get very far, for their rash folly will become
obvious to everybody as was that of those magicians mentioned.

Now you have closely observed and diligently followed my teaching,
conduct, purpose in life, faith, patience, love, steadfastness.

Persecutions, sufferings-such as occurred to me at Antioch, at
Iconium, and at Lystra, persecutions I endured, but out of them
all the Lord delivered me.

Indeed all who delight in piety and are determined to live a
devoted and godly life in Christ Jesus will meet with persecution,
will be made to suffer because of their religious stand.

But wicked men and imposters will go from bad to worse,
deceiving and leading astray others and being deceived 
and led astray themselves.

But as for you, continue to hold to the things that you
have learned and of which you are convinced, knowing
from whom you learned them.

And how from your childhood you have had a knowledge of
and been acquainted with the sacred Writings, which are able
to instruct you and give you the understanding for salvation
which comes through faith in Jesus Christ, through the
leaning of the entire human personality on God in
Christ Jesus in absolute trust and confidence in His power,
wisdom and goodness.

Every Scripture is God-breathed, given by His inspiration,
and profitable for instruction, for reproof and conviction of sin,
for correction of error and discipline in obedience and in
training in righteousness, in holy living, in conformity to
God's will in thought, purpose, and action.

So that the man of God may be complete and proficient, 
well-fitted and thoroughly equipped for every good work."




Voice of Truth
Casting Crowns



*Although not mentioned in the Old Testament, according
to Jewish tradition these two men were the Egyptian court
magicians who opposed Moses.



Saturday, April 27, 2019

A Blossom Fell




A blossom fell from off a tree

It settled softly on the lips you turned to me

The Gypsies say, and I know why

A falling blossom only touches lips that lie.






A blossom fell and very soon

I saw you kissing someone new beneath the moon

I thought you loved me, you said you loved me

We planned together to dream forever

The dream has ended, for true love died

The night a blossom fell and touched two lips that lied.



The Mandolin Player
(1896)
Anton Ebert
(1845-1896)
Austrian artist



A blossom fell and very soon

I saw you kissing someone new beneath the moon

I thought you loved me, you said you loved me

We planned together to dream forever

The dream has ended, for true love died

The night a blossom fell and touched two lips that lied.




"A Blossom Fell"
Nat King Cole


"A Blossom Fell"
Written by Howard Barnes/Harold Cornelius/Dominic John
( 1954)



Thursday, April 25, 2019

Be Still My Soul




"Let be and be still, and know that I am God.
 I will be exalted among the nations!
I will be exalted in the earth!
The Lord of hosts is with us; 
the God of Jacob is our Refuge,
our High Tower and Stronghold.
Psalm 46:10-11



Wild Spring Lilacs



Be still my soul; the Lord is on thy side;

Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;

Leave to thy God to order and provide;

In every change He faithful will remain.

Be still, my soul: thy best thy heavenly Friend

Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.


Be still my soul: thy God doth undertake

To guide the future as He has the past.

Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;

And now mysterious shall be bright at last

Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know 

His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.


Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on

When we shall be forever with the Lord,

When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,

Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.

Be still my soul: when change and tears are past,

All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.



"Be Still My Soul"
Katharina Amalia Dorothea Von Schlegel
(1697-1768)
German hymn writer



Monday, April 22, 2019

The Song Of The Pear Blossom Fairy





Pear Blossoms


Sing, sing, sing, you blackbirds!

Sing you beautiful thrush!

It's Spring, Spring, Spring, so sing, sing, sing,

From dawn till the stars say, "Hush".


See, see, see the blossom

On the Pear Tree shining white!

It will fall like snow, but the pears will grow

For people's and birds' delight!


Build, build, build, you chaffinch;

Build, you robin and wren,

A safe warm nest where your eggs may rest;

Then sit, sit, sit, little hen!





"The Song Of The Pear Blossom Fairy"
Poem and Illustration
Cecily Mary Barker
(1895-1973)
English artist and poetess,
portrait painter of the fairies of the trees.




On My Mind: Sri Lanka




More than 290 people, including several Americans, were killed,
and at least 500 injured when bombs ripped apart several churches
 during Easter Sunday services on the island nation of  Sri Lanka yesterday.
  Explosions also rocked the Shangri-La, Kingsbury, and Cinnamon
Grand Hotels in the country's capital city of Colombo.


Suicide bombers from the National Throwheeth Jama'ath, 
a little known Islamic jihadist group in Sri Lanka, have since
 claimed responsibility for these devastating attacks.



Sri Lankan security personnel walk past dead bodies covered with blankets amid blast
debris at St. Anthony's Shrine following an explosion in the church in Kochchikade in
Colombo on Sunday (AFP Photo)


To those from Sri Lanka who have been kind enough to read my blog,
my heart and prayers are with you and your fellow citizens this morning,
and with the American families who have lost loved ones in this
 appallingly cruel and senseless tragedy.

May the risen Lord bring you His comfort and peace
 in this time of immeasurable sorrow and loss.

"For I know my Redeemer lives...And my eyes
shall behold Him..."
Job 19:25,27


I Am The Bread Of Life
Colin Raye
(2011)




Sunday, April 21, 2019

Magnificent Obsession




Dangerous passions....Dark secrets....

 Within the house called Dragonwyck...



Beautiful, naive farm girl Miranda Wells (Gene Tierney) convinces
herself that her love for her distinguished and wealthy distant cousin,
Nicholas Van Ryn (Vincent Price) is both genuine and mutual when
the darkly brooding Nicholas pursues and marries her shortly after 
the sudden and mysterious death of his first wife, Johanna.
As the new mistress of Dragonwyck Manor however, the
innocent Miranda soon learns otherwise.


You're my magnificent obsession
The greatest wonder on this earth.
The Taj Mahal and other splendors
To me have really no worth.

You're my magnificent possession
A treasure lent me from above
As long as I have breath within me.
You'll be my one and only love.

(Instrumental Interlude)

You're my magnificent possession
A treasure lent me from above
As long as I have breath within me.
You'll be my one and only love



Miranda eventually meets the love of her life,
Doctor Jeff Turner (Glenn Langan) who saves
her life after Nicholas' attempts to poison her.
 "Dragonwyck"
(1946)


"But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me,
with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower, climbs up your lips
to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love,
as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine."
-Pablo Neruda



Magnificent Obsession
From the album, "The Very Thought Of You"
 Recorded by Nat King Cole
(1958)


"Magnificent Obsession"
Composed by Frankie Laine/Fred Karger



On The Resurrection Morning





"O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?"
1 Corinthians 15:55





On the resurrection morning,
Soul and body meet again,
No more sorrow, no more weeping,
No more pain.

Here awhile they must be parted,
And the flesh its Sabbath keep,
Waiting in a holy stillness
Wrapped in sleep.

For a while the wearied body
Lies with feet toward the morn;
Till the last and brightest Easter
Day be born.

But the soul in contemplation
Utters earnest prayer and strong,
Bursting at the resurrection
Into song.

Soul and body reunited
Thenceforth nothing shall divide,
Waking up in Christ's own likeness
Satisfied.

O the beauty, O the gladness
Of that resurrection day,
Which shall not through endless ages
Pass away!

On that happy Easter morning
All the graves their dead restore,
Father, mother, sister, brother,
Meet once more.

To that brightest of all meetings
Bring us Jesus Christ, at last,
By Thy cross, through death and judgment
Holding fast.


The Empty Tomb


"On Resurrection Morning"
 The Reverend Sabine Baring-Gould
(1834-1824)
English minister and hymn writer



Saturday, April 20, 2019

Saturday Night Jukebox




It is said that throughout the John Wayne western classic,
1956's "The Searchers" the Duke's character frequently
utters the line, "That'll be the day."
Rock and Roll singer Buddy Holly was inspired by
that single line to write his hit song,
"That'll Be The Day".
Meanwhile, John Wayne loved his character's
name of Ethan so much that he later named his
youngest son, Ethan Wayne.


The Searchers
(1956)



Well, that'll be the day when you say goodbye
Yes that'll be the day, when you make me cry
You say you're gonna leave, you know it's a lie
'Cause that'll be the day when I die.

Well, you give me all your loving and your turtle doving
All your hugs and kisses and your money too
Well, you know you love me baby, still you tell me maybe
That someday we'll be through

We'll that'll be the day when you say goodbye
Yes, that'll be the day when you make me cry
You say you're gonna leave, you know it's a lie
'Cause that'll be the day when I die.

(Musical Interlude)

We'll that'll be the day when you say goodbye
Yes, that'll be the day when you make me cry
You say you're gonna leave, you know it's a lie
'Cause that'll be the day when I die.

Well when Cupid shot his dart he shot it at your heart
So if we ever part and I leave you
You sit and hold me and tell me boldly
That someday well I'll be blue.

We'll that'll be the day when you say goodbye
Yes, that'll be the day when you make me cry
You say you're gonna leave, you know it's a lie
'Cause that'll be the day when I die.

Well, that'll be the day, woo hoo,
That'll be the day, woo hoo,
That'll be the day woo hoo,
That'll be the day.


Buddy Holly and The Crickets
(1957)


"That'll Be The Day"
Written by Buddy Holly/Jerry Allison
First recorded on July 22 1956
Bradley's Barn Nashville, Tennessee

Information source about Buddy being inspired by "The Searchers"
comes from a note inside one of my favorite thrift store finds:
 "The All American Cowboy Cook Book
Home Cooking on the Range"
 By Ken Beck and Jim Clark
Copyright 1995
Rutledge Hill Press
Nashville, Tennessee




Going After The Cows





With the birds singing, the trees budding, and "the green grass growing
all around" as we use to sing in school, who would not love the country
and prefer the farm life to any other?



Wild Black-Eyed Susan 



We are glad that so much time can be spent out-of-doors while
going about the regular affairs of the day, thus combining pleasure
with work and adding good health for full measure.

I have a favorite way of doing this, for I have never lost my childhood
delight in going after the cows.  I still slip away from other things for the
sake of the walk through the pastures, down along the creek, and over the
hill to the farthest corner where the cows are usually found, 
as you can all bear witness.

Bringing home the cows is a childhood memory that oftenest recurs to me.
I think it is because the mind of a child is peculiarly attuned to the
beauties of nature, and the voices of the wildwood,
 and the impression they made was deep.

"To him who, in the love of nature, holds community with her
visible forms, she speaks a various language"* you know.

And I am sure old Mother Nature talked to me in all the languages
she knew when, as a child, I loitered along the cow paths, forgetful
of the milking time and stern parents waiting, while I gathered 
wildflowers, waded in the creek, watched the squirrels hastening
to their homes in the treetops, and listened to the
sleepy twitterings of birds.


The fourth installment of the "Little House" book series
told the adventures of Laura and her pioneer family
 living in a dugout on Plum Creek in Minnesota.
Pa later built the family a regular home to live in, which 
 is recounted in the chapter called, "The Wonderful House".


Wild strawberries grew in grassy nooks in springtime.
The wild plum thickets along the creek yielded their fruit about
the time of the first frost in the fall.  And all the time between, 
 there were ever varied, never failing delights
 along the cow paths of the old pasture.

Many a time, instead of me finding the cows, they, on their
 journey home, unurged, found me and took me home with them.
The voices of nature do not speak so plainly to us as we grow
older, but I think it is because, in our busy lives, we neglect
her until we grow out of sympathy. Our ears and eyes grow
 dull, and beauties are lost to us that we should still enjoy.

Life was not intended to be simply a round of work, no matter how
interesting and important that work may be. A moment's pause to
watch the glory of a sunrise or sunset is soul satisfying,
while a bird's song will set the steps to music all day long.





"Going After The Cows"
(April 1923)
Laura Ingalls Wilder
(1867-1957)
Prolific American writer and pioneer girl
An essay from the book,
"Little House In The Ozarks
A Laura Ingalls Wilder Sampler
The Rediscovered Writings"
Edited by Stephen W. Hines
Guideposts Edition
(1991)

* From "Thanatopsis" by William Cullen Bryant