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Monday, August 20, 2012

The “something edifiying”…

What has happened to my excerpts? Well, they’re all still there—I simply keep forgetting to post them! Rather than prevaricate with excuses, I’ll just put it up here with none of my explanatory sentences.

Jonathan Edwards, from Hypocrites deficient in the duty of prayer, a title that I find quite compelling.

What is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained,

when God taketh away his soul? Will God hear his cry when troubnle  trouble cometh upon him?

Will he delight himself in the Almighty? Will he always call upon God?”

 

It is the manner of hypocrites, after a while, in a great measure to leave off the practice of this duty. We are often taught, that the seeming goodness and piety of hypocrites is not of a lasting and persevering nature. It is so with respect to their practice of the duty of prayer in particular, and especially of secret prayer. They can omit this duty, and their omission of it not be taken notice of by others, who know what profession they have made. So that a regard to their own reputation doth not oblige them still to practise it. If others saw how they neglect it, it would exceedingly shock their charity towards them. But their neglect doth not fall under their observation; at least not under the observation of many. Therefore they may omit this duty, and still have the credit of being converted persons…. They may commonly be present at public prayers in the congregation and also at family prayer…But they in great measure leave off the practice of secret prayer. At first they begin to be careless about it, under some particular temptations…. Thus it presently becomes a frequent thing with them to omit it; and after a while, it comes to pass, that they seldom attend it. Perhaps they attend it on Sabbath-days, and sometimes on other days. But they have ceased to make it a constant practice daily to retire to worship God alone, and to seek His face in secret places. They sometimes do a little to quiet their conscience, and just to keep alive their old hope; because it would be shocking to them, even after all their subtle dealing with their consciences, to call themselves converts, and yet totally to live without prayer…

It is natural to one who is truly born from above to pray to God, and to pour out his soul in holy supplications before his heavenly father. This is as natural to the new nature and life as breathing is to the nature and life of the body. But hypocrites have not this new nature… therefore prayer naturally dies away in them, having no foundation laid in the nature of the soul. … The spirit of a true convert is a spirit of faith and reliance on the power, wisdom, and mercy of God, and such a spirit is naturally expressed in prayer. True prayer is nothing else but faith expressed. .. When a hypocrite hath had his false conversion, his wants are in his sense of things already supplied, his desires are already answered; and so he finds no further business at the throne of grace. He never was sensible that he had any other needs, but a need of being safe from hell… But it is far otherwise with the true convert. His work is not done; but he finds still a great work to do, and great wants to be supplied. He sees himself still to be a poor, empty, helpless creature, and that he still stands in great and continual need of God’s help. He is sensible that without God he can do nothing. A false conversion makes a man in his own eyes self-sufficient. He saith he is rich and increased with goods, and hath need of nothing; and knoweth not that he is wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked. But after a true conversion, the soul remains sensible of its own impotence and emptiness, as it is in itself, and its sense of it is rather increased than diminished. It is still sensible of its universal dependence on God for every thing. A true convert is sensible that his grace is very imperfect; and he is very far from having all that he desires… So that he hath business enough still at the throne of grace; yea, his business there, instead of being diminished, is rather increased.

The command which requires the practice of the duty of prayer is exceedingly plain: Matt. xxvi. 41. “Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation.” Eph. vi. 18. “Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints.” Matt. vi. 6. “When thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret. As long as the hypocrite was in his own apprehension in continual danger of hell, he durst not disobey these commands. But since he is, as he thinks, safe from hell, he is grown bold, he dares to live in the neglect of the plainest command in the Bible...

I would exhort those who have entertained a hope of their being true converts—and who since their supposed conversion have left off the duty of secret prayer, and ordinarily allow themselves in the omission of it—to throw away their hope. If you have left off calling upon God, it is time for you to leave off hoping and flattering yourselves with an imagination that you are the children of God. Probably it will be a very difficult thing for to you to do this. It is hard for a man to let go a hope of heaven, on which he hath once allowed himself to lay hold, and which he hath retained for a considerable time. True conversion is a rare thing; but that men should be brought off from a false hope of conversion—after they are once settled and established in it, and have continued in it for some time—is much more rare.

But if your case be such as is spoken of in the doctrine, it is surely time for you to seek a better hope, and another work of God’s Spirit, than ever you have yet experienced; something more thorough and effectual. When you find by experience, that the seed which was sown in your hearts, though at first it sprang up and seemed flourishing, is withering away, as by the heat of the sun, or is choked, as with thorns; this shows in what sort of ground the seed was sown, that it is either stony or thorny ground; and that therefore it is necessary you should pass through another change, whereby your heart may become good ground, which shall bring forth fruit with patience.

Once a year…

More pictures of “lately.” I got two days off this week—Great! Working in the heat on Thursday night was rough, but I had the next day off so it wasn’t too bad. However, it just figures that this would be the weekend it’s 90 degrees. Today is cloudy and I am loving it. I look forward to Autumn…

Last few years when the Smiths visit we’ve tried to hang out if we can, and this year it worked out rather well. Volleyball on Sunday night, then early yesterday morning as well… followed by the river! It’s ridiculously cold and swift, but setting lawn chairs in it is perfect when it’s that hot… Once a year only!

Handsome, isn’t he?

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And it’s a perfect day. :-)

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Adventures. Illustrated.

I don’t even know where to begin. Busy is my byword right about now, and there are so many things that have been going on in the last month or two. I’d say it’s summer craziness, but I’m pretty sure it’s just “my life” craziness.

Backwards first.

Visited with the sister/nephew/nieces…

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And of course, always, sunday dinners…

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Yes, this is where I live. :-)

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Whitney is getting married to Lee!!! So exciting. :-) I’m in the wedding, so I threw a family bridal shower for her—with plenty of help!

The menu is the fun part. Smoked salmon cream cheese crostinis (cocktail sauce and dill as the garnish), caprese skewers, cucumber ranch sandwiches, citrus crab salads, and prosciutto goat cheese pear slices. Amazing. :-) Oh, and horseradish bacon cheese dip, as well as a cheddar garlic. And fruit.

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Since I’m off of white refined sugar, my mom took care of the “dessert”. However, she can’t stop at one dessert, so there was a whole table full of options. Rachel and I decided to declare a cheat day on the sugar thing after seeing this sign board… :-) And who can blame us?

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Sparkling cider for each guest.

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Aunt Sue, the mother of the bride. All the sisters look alike—Beautiful.

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Strawberry lemonade… in rachel’s hand.

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Grandma and Whit.

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Did some housesitting. I love it. It’s like, um, having my own house. Except cuter! and in the country! And almost exactly what I want in the future! How perfect is that? Minus one or two essential things, it’s precisely the kind of place I would like to have some day. It’s rather nice to have somewhere to go to just relax and look at the mountain.

They have a dog and several chickens, one of whom ended up dead. Rather unfortunate. (Housesitting FAIL) I think the big angry chickens killed the other one. When I discovered it, I went with the best possible solution—call my dad and ask him to come deal with it. In the meantime, I made myself useful by warding off the ones who were trying to pull apart the carcass. Honestly, those things are terrifiying! They have huge talons and they ruffle up their feathers and run at you. Yes, that was me jumping around like mad in the chicken yard, saying SHOO! Not my finest thirty minutes…

The perpetrators are pictured here… The victim looked a lot like the second picture, pre-expiration:

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And the face I woke up to every day:

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On to another day—walking with the kids.

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That’s it for now. Next time will, without a doubt, be something spiritually edifying instead of another endless parade of pictures.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Busy is good, and also majorly over-rated. I am extremely excited to have a day off this week. The trick is to survive until then.

No originality allowed, so here are pictures.

Went to Bellevue, met with the kiddos.

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Abigail met a new friend. The entertaining part was watching them try to communicate—I think the other little girl was speaking Romanian.

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Had a garage sale. I bought a very comfortable chair from the Hayeses…. The second I sat down I knew I couldn’t give it up. Unfortunately, it was placed in the middle of the lawn at the time.

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In the meantime, Gabriel was helpful…. watering the garden… and pretty much heedless of where the water actually ended up.

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Meghann had a birthday! So thankful for her. Made a cake, and while it was not what I had in mind, I liked the end result anyway. Obviously, this was the first time I’ve ever tried freehand design on the side of a cake.

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I think these two are related. Don’t know what tips me off… :)

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Yep, they’re beautiful. Love this picture.

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Though not unaware of the fact that likely a small number of people are interested in all the pictures of my family, I still put them up, because I enjoy them… Sorry! 

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Monday, July 09, 2012

What. A. Weekend.

After several fourth of July parties, I told myself “Alright, tonight you are going to bed early, and you can sleep til 8 on your Friday off, before starting in on your to-do list.

Ha.

This weekend was unbelievably fabulous—and I have never been so sleep-deprived! It was worth every second, and I would do it again in a heartbeat. Course, that’s easy for me to say— I wasn’t the one preaching or cooking!

17 hours is a long time to be on a plane, but that’s how long it took the Mbewe’s to get to DC from Zambia. And after all that, they were still willing to come all the way across the country for Conrad to preach three sermons for us. I cannot imagine what it must be like to do something like that for a group of strangers, and to stay in an unfamiliar house with a group of crazy people… ;-). I am amazed, and so grateful. Our Lord is so gracious, to give us the time this weekend to be in so much fellowship with believers at home and at church. The messages were a great blessing, and from what I could see, things went well and smoothly. Please remember to pray for Pastor and Mrs. Mbewe this week—he preaches four more times this week, and I believe next Sunday as well.

If you were one of the ones who received any of my panicked text messages of “Pray for this and this and that!”, thank you for praying for us! My mom started to feel better mid-morning on Friday, and all the transportational stuff worked out in the end. My ankle has gotten worse, so that one is still on the list… :)

Alright. I could recap the messages, and share all my long-winded and likely repetitious thoughts, but instead I’ll just direct you to the website—http://www.sovgracewa.org. The three messages are already up. You should listen to them. Hopefully soon, there will be videos up as well.

We have just gotten back from the airport, and I have to confess to finding myself somewhat down. I had a blast this weekend, and genuinely enjoyed having them in our home. When you look forward to something for a year and a half, it’s a bummer when it’s all over with. Therefore, I am going to go to Africa. I know someone there now, so the entire country holds more appeal. Now is the time to do something like that— My parents approve, and that’s all the approbation I need! Definitely starting another envelope… this one titled “Zambia.”

Aaaand of course I can’t post anything without pictures. :-) Pardon me for not editing them much. Just glanced through them and am putting up the ones I like. Today will be long—Been up since 5, did the airport, teach a piano lesson in five minutes, then go into work for a while (last minute…) then coffee with a friend… After that, so much laundry to catch up on!

I have to start back a week or two though, as I have some pictures from the 4th as well.

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My brother has become a cowboy… One day only.

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Moonrise and fireworks on the 4th.

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Took a few seconds to adjust to the right settings, but when I got it sort of ironed out, this is what I ended up with. Not perfect, but still fun!

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I told them it was a zoom lens.. “That’s too close!” “We don’t care!!!”

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And on to the weekend of the Mbewe’s visit and conference…

On the way home from the airport…

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Felistas and Hannah. :-)

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Baby toes… 

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Dessert-ish things after the first session.

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:-) Relaxing.

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The Mbewe’s had family in the area, so we had the opportunity to have them come visit for dinner. This is the only picture I got on my camera.

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Day two!

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In the evening on Sunday, we headed up the mountain—toward Sunrise. It was late and we were tired, but I think it was worth it. That drive is beautiful, and so relaxing. Would do it every week if I could!

We found snow!

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The pastors on a Sunday evening… I told them a really funny joke.

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“Praise the Lord, O my soul, and all my inmost being, praise His holy name!”

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