Monday, June 08, 2009
Summer Reading Challenge
Here's my list:
Dallimore's two volume biography of George Whitefield
Does Christianity Squash Women?
Moby Dick
Women Helping Women
Women Leading Women
A Place of Quiet Rest - Nancy Leigh DeMoss
Showing the Spirit - Don Carson - (I'm about halfway through)
The Book of Negroes - Lawrence Hill - (book club summer selection - I've read it once but I'll read it again to refresh my memory)
Tapestry of War: a private view of Canadians in the Great War - Sandra Gwyn
The Private Capital: ambition and love in the age of Macdonald and Laurier - Sandra Gwyn
Probably this is a terribly ambitious list but many of these books have been sitting on my shelf waiting to be read so it's time!
Sunday, June 07, 2009
Sunday Hymn - It is Not Death to Die
It is Not Death to Die
It is not death to die
To leave this weary road
And join the saints who dwell on high
Who’ve found their home with God
It is not death to close
The eyes long dimmed by tears
And wake in joy before Your throne
Delivered from our fears
Chorus
O Jesus, conquering the grave
Your precious blood has power to save
Those who trust in You
Will in Your mercy find
That it is not death to die
It is not death to fling
Aside this earthly dust
And rise with strong and noble wing
To live among the just
It is not death to hear
The key unlock the door
That sets us free from mortal years
To praise You evermore
Chorus
O Jesus, conquering the grave
Your precious blood has power to save
Those who trust in You
Will in Your mercy find
That it is not death to die
Bob Kauflin rewrote it from an older hymn. Here are the words to the original hymn, by Malan, translated by Bethune:
It is not death to die,
To leave this weary road,
And midst the brotherhood on high
To be at home with God.
It is not death to close
The eye long dimmed by tears,
And wake, in glorious repose,
To spend eternal years.
It is not death to bear
The wrench that sets us free
From dungeon chain, to breath the air
Of boundless liberty.
It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust
And rise, on strong exulting wing
To live among the just.
Jesus, Thou Prince of Life,
Thy chosen cannot die:
Like Thee, they conquer in the strife
To reign with Thee on high.
Fast forward a few months and I discovered why that song had stood out to me. When I found out about Emily's death, I was driving home from a conference. (In case any of you wonder, I made Terry tell me on the phone because it was better to know the truth than spend the drive wondering what was going on). After a while, I turned on my ipod to "It is Not Death to Die" and listened to it at least two times. God really used it to change my focus even at that moment to His truth of what death is. That doesn't mean that I didn't grieve and didn't argue with God but that even at that moment, He was taking my grief and starting to turn around my understanding of what He was doing.
The other song I listened to just as I was coming into town was "How Deep". The chorus is
How deep is His love,
How high and how wide is His mercy,
How deep is Your grace,
Our hearts overflow with praise to you.
And it begins with "You were broken that I might be healed". As I listened to that song, it hit me - God's Son had died. He knows our grief because His Son died. But because of His Son's death, we are healed and we can look forward to the time when we will enter into the kingdom of God.
We grieved Emily's death. We are still grieving her and probably always will. But we take comfort in God's words of comfort and His promises. And when everything seems to press in on me, then I sing the words of "It is Not Death to Die" to myself and God reminds me yet again that there is more to life than we see now and Emily is now praising her Saviour in His presence.
Spurgeon also says,
"Dear friend, have you found that trouble cuts the cords that tie you to earth? When the Lord takes a child, there is one less cord to fasten you to this world and another band to draw you toward heaven. When money vanishes and business goes wrong, we frequent the prayer meeting, the prayer closet and the Bible. Trials drive us from earth. If all went well, we would begin to say, "Soul, relax". But when things go amiss, we want to be gone. When the tree shakes, the bird flies away. Happy is the trouble that loosens our grip of earth."
Thoughts from Spurgeon
"We love God's people. They are exceedingly precious. Far too often we look on their deaths as a grievous loss. If we could confer immortality, we would never let them die. But it would be cruel to deprive them of a speedy entrance into their inheritance. We want to hold them here a little longer. We find it hard to relinquish our grasp, because the saint's departure causes us much pain. We are poorer because of the eternal enriching of the beloved, who have gone over to the majority and entered their rest.
Yet know this, while we are sorrowing, Christ is rejoicing. His prayer is, 'Father, I desire that they also, whom You gave Me, may be with me where I am; that they may behold My glory which You have given Me' (John 17:24). In the advent of every one of His own to the skies, Jesus sees an answer to that prayer. We are grieving but He is rejoicing. Their deaths are painful in our sight, but 'precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints' (Ps. 116:15).
Tears are permitted, but they must glisten in the light of faith and hope. 'Jesus wept' (John 11:35), but He never complained. We may weep, but not 'as [those] who have no hope' (I Thess. 4:13). There is great cause for joy in the departure of our loved ones.
Death itself is not precious; it is terrible. It cannot be precious to God to see the highest works of His hand torn in pieces, to see His skillful embroidery in the human body broken, defiled, and given to decay. Yet to the believer, it is not death to die. It is a departure out of the this world to the Father, an entrance into the kingdom."
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Sunday Hymn - How Sweet the Name
How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.
It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
’Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.
Dear Name, the Rock on which I build,
My Shield and Hiding Place,
My never failing treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace!
By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled;
Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am owned a child.
Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
O Prophet, Priest and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.
Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
I’ll praise Thee as I ought.
Till then I would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath,
And may the music of Thy Name
Refresh my soul in death!
I particularly like the Indelible Grace version of this song. The demo at the RUF Hymnbook site has two of the verses. I like the laid-back gentle feel - it gives time to think about the words.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Sunday Hymn - The Lord's My Shepherd
The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want.
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.
My soul He doth restore again;
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
Even for His own Name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill;
For Thou art with me; and Thy rod
And staff my comfort still.
My table Thou hast furnishèd
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in God’s house forevermore
My dwelling place shall be.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Books!
I couldn't quite get the stack without glare on the books. Here's what's in the pile (top to bottom):
Redeeming Science - Vern Poythress - this looks really interesting, although I have a feeling I wouldn't understand a bunch of it. Here's a blurb from the back:
Redeeming Science attempts to kindle our appreciation for science as it ought to be—science that could serve as a path for praising God and serving fellow human beings. Through examining the wonderfully complex and immutable laws of nature, author Vern Poythress explains, we ought to recognize the wisdom, care, and beauty of God. A Christian worldview restores a true response to science, where we praise the God who created nature and cares for it.
Apostolic Preaching of the Cross - Morris - I think this is one Terry's been looking for and hasn't been able to find
How Good is Good Enough - Andy Stanley (resources) - a friend recommended this one highly. I'm looking forward to reading it. It's just a short little book but he said it's really good for helping people to share with non-Christians who think they are "good enough".
The Gospel & Personal Evangelism - Mark Dever (resources) - another recommendation.
Just Do Something - Kevin DeYoung (home) - Our son picked this one up Sunday morning. It's a great little book on finding God's will in your life. The subtitle is "How to Make a Decision Without Dreams, Visions, Fleeces, Open Doors, Random Verses, Casting Lots, Liver Shivers, Writing in the Sky, etc."
The Heart of Evangelism - Barrs (resources) - notice a pattern here?
Big Truths for Young Hearts - Bruce Ware (freebie) - this looks interesting to go through with our younger girls. Ware covers a variety of theological topics in a way suited to younger readers.
Preach the Word - Ryken & Wilson (freebie - I think)
From Grief to Glory - James Bruce (home) - there was a good selection of books on grief that I went through. This was one that looked really interesting and helpful.
Leading Children towards Gospel Repentance and Faith - Marty Machowski (resources) - a little booklet on leading children to Christ using the "ABC" method - plus "D". We really appreciate the Sunday school curriculum by Machowski & his church and this little booklet looks great to use as a resource for VBS or Sunday School teachers.
Radical Womanhood - Carolyn McCulley (home) - This is a look at the history of feminism and how it affects the church today. I thought it would be a good resource to have.
A Place of Quiet Rest - Nancy Leigh DeMoss (home) - a book on developing a pattern of personal devotions. It's always good to be reminded of this and I thought it would be a good one to have on my resource shelf.
Women Helping Women: A Biblical Guide to Major Issues Women Face - Fitzpatrick (home) - Sometimes (often!) I find it hard to know what to say! I think this will be a good book to help me to know what to say when talking to other women about major issues in our lives.
Heaven and Heaven for Kids - Randy Alcorn (home) - I've been wanting to read this for a while. I've read Alcorn's fiction but I'm interested to read what he has to say about heaven in this nonfiction book. I read about 1/3 on the way home yesterday and it's already really good. My girls started Heaven for Kids and they liked it too. After having been through the past 6 months, I'm more aware of a need for good theology about heaven.
Anne Bradstreet - Nichols (home) - I've heard about Anne Bradstreet for several years but have never had a chance to read the poetry of this Puritan woman. This book is a combination of biography and poetry. I glanced at it the other day but haven't spent any time in it.
The Suffering of Man and the Sovereignty of God - Spurgeon (home) - sermons from Job.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
In quietness and confidence
It's also worthy to note that Spurgeon struggled with depression his whole life and at times, was overwhelmed by it. This is not written by someone who has never experienced trials.
p. 132 - Beside Still Waters (Spurgeon)
Quietness and Confidence (Is. 30:15)
"In quietness and confidence shall be your strength." This is a truth concerning all the trials and troubles of this life . Some of you are passing through business troubles, for there are many tremors in the business world, and perhaps they are causing you to shake and tremble. [I thought this was funny considering that Spurgeon lived about 200 years ago!] If so, do not be readily carried away by these secondary matters. Do not let them depress or excite you. Hold loosely to all worldly things, but grip firmly the unseen God. Fussing, worrying, and hurrying will do no good. Be calm and quiet; all will be well if you are the Lord's child.
Perhaps your trial is personal sickness. If so, nothing can be better than quietness and confidence. Worrying will not make you well, though it might keep you ill. You will be sick just as long as God appoints, but if anything can help to heal it is quietness and confidence of heart.
Have you lost a friend? Is there a great sorrow? Have you some loved one lying in a new grave? My friend you cannot bring the dear one back, and you should not wish to do so. It is wise to submit to the inevitable. It is gracious to bow to the will of your ever-gracious God. You cannot do anything that will be as helpful to your sorrowing spirit as to exercise quietness and confidence; it will indeed be your strength.
Do you have a sorrow fully equal to bereavement? Have you a loved one who daily suffers? Is that the living cross you have to carry? Do not worry. Submit to the Lord's will. Ask Him for grace to acquiesce in it, and learn to wait on the Lord.
God's tested child, whatever your condition, remember this promise, "In quietness and confidence shall be your strength."
Monday, March 16, 2009
St. Patrick's Day
St. Patrick: The World's Greatest Missionary (great copywork and story about St. Patrick from LIVING BOOKS)
You have to do a free registration but it's easy. And that led me to
Living Books Curriculum
I haven't looked on their site much but through downloading the above ebook, there was a free offer for some of their curriculum helps and articles about Charlotte Mason. I downloaded them all and I'm looking forward to reading them.
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
A Time to Die
Here is comfort: If the Father of our Lord Jesus arranges all, then our friends do not die untimely deaths. Believers are not cut off before their time. God has appointed a time to harvest His fruit. Some are sweet, even in the early spring, and He gathers them. Others, like baskets of summer fruit, are taken while the year is young. Yet some remain until autumn mellows them. Be sure of this, each will be gathered in season. God has appointed the commencement, the continuation and the conclusion of your mortal life. (p. 123)
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Fireproof
I also appreciated how the gospel was presented. It wasn't sappy or overdone but they clearly stated our sin and our need for Christ's redemption.
For more information and for information on resources for your own marriage, check out this site.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Before he speak
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Homeschooling
We had been doing more independent work first thing in the morning (when we got to it), then history reading at 11 am. However, my oldest has been working more independently and hasn't been joining us for history time as often. So I decided to move all our reading time to the beginning of the day. Here's what we've done so far this week and my goals.
Bible
Old Testament - our kids are studying through the "God's Story" curriculum in Sunday School. There are weekly devotions for families to do, which I need to print out, but for this week anyway, until I get them printed, we've just been reviewing the story of Samuel, which they are studying at SS.
New Testament - I started using a Bible reading schedule this week that has four categories - Pentateuch, Prophets, Wisdom reading and New Testament. So the girls and I have been reading the New Testament chapter each day. We started in Luke, which coincides nicely with Josh's quizzing work for the year.
Catechism - We were going through Training Hearts, Teaching Minds with all the kids that has catechism questions and discussions. However, I didn't feel like the younger two have gotten the same indepth study as the older two did at this age so we started it again. However, the book wandered away after the first day! I'm hoping it will show up this morning.
Poetry - we're reading poems of Emily Dickinson. Lovely! As soon as the library catalogue is back online, I'm going to look for a biography and/or selection of her poems. I'm just printing them off from the Ambleside site right now.
Memory Work - the girls are each working on a poem to memorize. I'd like to do more Bible memory too - I should add that in this morning. I think we'll start with Ps. 23.
History - we're on Week 14 of Tapestry of Grace, Year 3, studying the Victorians. I'm also reading "I was there at the Battle of the Alamo", which was from a previous week, but we didn't read it then so I thought we'd do it now. The joys of freedom in homeschooling!
Science - I have to admit that science has been a largely forgotten subject in our home. However, I pulled out the Apologia book "Flying Creatures" and started reading it aloud. Yesterday, we read about mating rituals and I learned a lot too!
After Morning Time is finished, then we move to the table where they do math, copywork, grammar, Latin and writing. This week, they've been doing math and thank you cards for Christmas presents and we'll slowly get back to doing everything. So far (two days!), this schedule is working and I'm hopeful that it will be beneficial to all.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
A Poem for Christmas Eve
O Christmas, merry Christmas,
Has it really come again,
With its memories and greetings,
With its joy and with its pain!
Minor chords are in the carol
And a shadow in the light,
And a spray of cypress twining
With the holly wreath tonight.
And the hush is never broken
By laughter light and low,
As we listen in the starlight
To the "bells across the snow."
O Christmas, merry Christmas,
It's not so very long
Some other voices blended
With the carol and the song!
If we could but hear them singing,
As they are singing now;
If we could but see the radiance
Of the crown on each dear brow;
There would be no cry to cover,
No hidden tear to flow,
As we listen in the starlight
To the "bells across the snow."
O Christmas, merry Christmas,
This nevermore can be;
We cannot bring again the days
Of our unshadowed glee,
But Christmas, happy Christmas,
Sweet herald of goodwill,
With holy songs of glory
Brings holy gladness still.
For peace and hope may brighten,
And patient love may glow;
As we listen in the starlight
To the "bells across the snow."
Frances Ridley Havergal
from Streams in the Desert
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Sunday Hymn
Ding dong! Merrily on high, in Heav’n the bells are ringing,
Ding dong! Verily the sky is riv’n with angel singing.
Gloria, hosannah in the highest!
E’en so here below, below, let steeple bells be swungen,
And io, io, io, by priest and people sungen.
Gloria, hosannah in the highest!
Pray ye dutifully, prime your matin chime, ye ringers;
May ye beautifully rime your evetime song, ye singers.
Gloria, hosannah in the highest!
This video is the same performance I have on an old Christmas collection of choirs singing. It's a beautiful arrangement, although the video isn't that great.
Thou Didst Leave Thy Throne
Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown,
When Thou camest to earth for me;
But in Bethlehem’s home was there found no room
For Thy holy nativity.
Refrain
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee.
Heaven’s arches rang when the angels sang,
Proclaiming Thy royal degree;
But of lowly birth didst Thou come to earth,
And in great humility.
Refrain
The foxes found rest, and the birds their nest
In the shade of the forest tree;
But Thy couch was the sod, O Thou Son of God,
In the deserts of Galilee.
Refrain
Thou camest, O Lord, with the living Word,
That should set Thy people free;
But with mocking scorn and with crown of thorn,
They bore Thee to Calvary.
Refrain
When the heav’ns shall ring, and her choirs shall sing,
At Thy coming to victory,
Let Thy voice call me home, saying “Yet there is room,
There is room at My side for thee.”
My heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus,
When Thou comest and callest for me.
An accapella version of this hymn:
Encouraging Quote
Every difficult task that comes across your path - every one you would rather not do, that will take the most effort, cause the most pain, and be the greatest struggle - brings a blessing with it. And refusing to do it regardless of the personal cost is to miss the blessing.
Every difficult stretch of road on which you see the Master's footprints and along which He calls you to follow Him leads unquestionably to blessings. And they are blessings you will never receive unless you travel the steep and thorny path.
Every battlefield you encounter, where you are required to draw your sword and fight the enemy, has the possibility of victory that will prove to be a rich blessing to your life. And every heavy burden you are called upon to lift hides within itself a miraculous secret of strength.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
First Sunday of Advent
Come, Thou long expected Jesus
Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.
Israel’s Strength and Consolation,
Hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear Desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.
Born Thy people to deliver,
Born a child and yet a King,
Born to reign in us forever,
Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
By Thine own eternal Spirit
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By Thine all sufficient merit,
Raise us to Thy glorious throne.
Friday, November 28, 2008
A Thanksgiving Poem
Thanksgiving
I thank Thee, O my God, that through Thy grace
I know Thee, who Thou art;
That I have seen the beauty of Thy face
And felt Thee in my heart.
I thank Thee, O my Savior, who hast deigned
To stoop to even me;
Within my inmost soul hast ruled and reigned,
And will my ransom be.
I thank Thee, Holy Spirit, that Thy wings
Brood o'er my wandering mind;
Bringing to my remembrance sacred things
To which my eyes were blind.
I thank Thee, Triune God! But oh, how cold
The warmest words I speak;
For love and goodness strange and manifold,
All human words are weak.
O teach me, then, to praise Thee with my life,
With stern obedience;
To make the atmosphere about me rife
With silent eloquence!
Elizabeth Payson Prentiss
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Thankful Thursday
Suffering and the Sovereignty of God by John Piper - this is a collection of messages from the 2005 Desiring God Conference.
Spurgeon's Morning and Evening
Streams in the Desert
Homeward Bound - a friend lent me this book. I've found it very interesting and very helpful too. Here's the blurb from the back:
“Few things more attractively display and persuasively commend the glory of God in the life of a Christian than a Christ-centered marriage and a Christ-centered family… one that would cause the watching world to sit up and take notice.” So writes Ed Hartman as he contemplates the news that his young wife is probably suffering from a brain tumor.
It was a wake-up call to raise his family with a more eternal perspective.
When my friend lent it to me, she didn't realize the background to the book. But God in His providence knew that this was a book for me to read right now, especially the beginning chapters about God's providence.
Come Weary Saints
The Valley of Vision - both CDs from Sovereign Grace Music
Psalm 42 Message by CJ Mahaney - Speaking to yourself
I haven't listened to this for a while but I have often thought of the main idea from the message. Instead of letting our minds get on the "hamster wheel" of the same thoughts we always have and listening to ourselves, speak God's word to yourself and see what a difference it makes in your life.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Thankful Tuesday
Today, I'm thankful for family. I'm thankful that we can be open with each other and how that leads to a deeper, more open relationship. I'm thankful that even through sorrow and grief, we can see God's gracious hand in bringing us closer together.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
The First Snowfall
And busily all the night
Had been heaping field and highway
With a silence deep and white.
Every pine and fir and hemlock
Wore ermine too dear for an earl,
And the poorest twig on the elm-tree
Was ridged inch deep with pearl.
From sheds new-roofed with Carrara
Came Chanticleer’s muffled crow,
The stiff rails softened to swan’s-down,
And still fluttered down the snow.
I stood and watched by the window
The noiseless work of the sky,
And the sudden flurries of snow-birds,
Like brown leaves whirling by.
I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn
Where a little headstone stood;
How the flakes were folding it gently,
As did robins the babes in the wood.
Up spoke our own little Mabel,
Saying, “Father, who makes it snow?”
And I told of the good All-father
Who cares for us here below.
Again I looked at the snow-fall,
And thought of the leaden sky
That arched o’er our first great sorrow,
When that mound was heaped so high.
I remembered the gradual patience
That fell from that cloud like snow,
Flake by flake, healing and hiding
The scar that renewed our woe.
And again to the child I whispered,
“The snow that husheth all,
Darling, the merciful Father
Alone can make it fall!”
Then, with eyes that saw not, I kissed her;
And she, kissing back, could not know
That my kiss was given to her sister,
Folded close under deepening snow.
~James Russell Lowell
