Selection from Ten Shekels and A Shirt (Paris Reidhead)

Listen to it here as you read along.  Just do it.

"Two young Moravians heard of an island in the West Indies where an atheist British owner had 2,000 to 3,000 slaves.  And the owner had said, "No preacher, no clergyman, will ever stay on this island.  If he's shipwrecked we'll keep in a separate house until he has to leave, but he's nver going to talk to any of us about God, I'm through with all that nonsense."  Three thousand slaves from the jungles of Africa brought to an island in the Atlantic and there to live and die without hearing of Christ.

Two young Moravians heard about it.  They sold themselves to the British planter and used the money they received from their sale, for he paid no more than he would for any slave, to pay their passage out to his island for he wouldn't even transport them.  As the ship left its' pier in the river at Hamburg and was going out into the North Sea carried with the tide, the Moravians had come from Herrenhut to see these two lads off, in their early twenties.  Never to return again, for this wasn't a four year term, they sold themselves into life time slavery.  Simply that as slaves, they could be as Christians where these others were.  The families were there weeping, for they knew they would never see them again.  And they wondered why they were going and questioned the wisdom of it.  As the gap widened and the housings had been cast off and were being curled up there on the pier, and the young boys saw the widening gap, one lad with his arm linked through the arm of his fellow, raised his head and shouted across the gap the last words that were heard from them, they were these, "MAY THE LAMB THAT WAS SLAIN RECEIVE THE REWARD OF HIS SUFFERING!"  This became the call of Moravian missions.  And this is the only reason for being, That the Lamb that was slain may receive the reward of His suffering!"

Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions

Take a moment and reflect on these words.  Read it slowly.  Imagine the word 'selah' (meaning stop and thinking about it) after each line.  When you are finished reading, click on one of the following links.  Sovereign Grace did an album entitled "Valley of Vision" and I am including links to one song: "In the Valley"  audio clip of song or read the lyrics.

Lord, High and Holy, meek and lowly,

Thou hast brought me to the valley of vision,

  where I live in the depths but see Thee in the heights

  hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold Thy glory

Let me learn by paradox

     that the way down is the way up,

  that to be low is to be high,

  that the broken heart is the healed heart,

     that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit,

     that the repenting soul is the victorious soul,

     that to have nothing is to possess all,

     that to bear the cross is to wear the crown,

     that to give is to receive,

     that the valley is the place of vision.

Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells,

     and the deeper the wells the brighter Thy stars shine;

Let me find Thy light in my darkness,

     Thy life in my death,

     Thy joy in my sorrow,

     Thy grace in my sin,

     Thy riches in my poverty,

     Thy glory in my valley.

Oh how I wish that I could sit down with each person who reads this, grab a hot drink and share what God is teaching me.  It seems so impersonal and strange to "blog" about it all.

Silence...and friendship

Tonight I'm ignoring my phone.  I hit the "pause" button on itunes.  I shut my door.  The only sound I hear is the humming of the furnace (which is reminding me to be grateful for heat on this cold night).

My room is quiet.  I like it that way.  I am a perpetual multi-tasker, something which is usually viewed in a positive light.  "Oh you're such a good multi-tasker" is a compliment!  It isn't rare for me to be texting, listening to music, working on a paper and talking with whichever girl happens to be in my dorm room at the moment.  It feels like in order to make the best use of our time, we have to multi-task.  And yet there are many, many days when I crave solitude and silence.  This happens more so at college than anywhere else.  So...tonight I am relishing this sweet silence, knowing that my opportunity to steal away to a quiet room will soon be gone again.

Today two of my very best friends met me for "lunch"  Jessica and Charity drove an hour and a half south from Michigan and I drove an hour and a half north from Indianapolis.  We met in the small city of Peru, Indiana and spent about two hours sitting at Pizza Hut before moving to Dairy Queen and spending another two hours there!  These are two of the most incredible girls I have ever known!  They are beautiful, intelligent, caring, hilarious and, absolutely the most important, they passionately love their Lord.  Can I just say that I can't WAIT until these two get husbands because they are going to be incredible men and I will be thrilled to meet them! :)  I love friends like Charity and Jess because we don't have to talk all the time...in fact, we all have busy lives and get very few chances to catch up.  But when rare occasions, like today, present themselves, we just right in and get right into the nitty-gritty.  No awkwardness, no need for small talk.  Just three girls who love Jesus  (thus desiring to obey Him fully and completely) and love each other (thus desiring to push each other to Christ and speak Truth).

As we regretfully parted ways at the end of our four-hour long lunch date (I might add that it was not NEARLY long enough!!), I started thinking about what an incredible blessing real friends are.  The Bible has so much to say about companionship and friendship, and it is far beyond Proverbs 17:17!  Psalm One says that the righteous man doesn't heed the counsel of the ungodly. Christians are warned several times in the New Testament to "beware lest anyone cheat you through philosophy and empty deceit."  I love how Proverbs says that the wounds of a friend are faithful.  Tonight I am thanking Jesus for blessing me with dear, precious friends!

House #9

I spent the morning at the library getting some reading material for Christmas break.  I brought back a few favorites like Daniel Deronda (by George Eliot) and A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (Betty Smith) and a few new books including Anna Karenina (Tolstoy of course!).  All of our books are still in storage since the last move, so we are relying on the library more than usual.  One of the things that I miss the most while at Cedarville is the chance to just curl up with a book and read for pleasure!  No test, no paper - just reading for pure enjoyment.  Hopefully I will get to catch up on my "fun" reading this break because heaven knows I won't have any extra time next semester!  :)

This afternoon we went "house shopping."  This will be my ninth house.  I think that we are all ready to get into a home.  The rental we are living in right now is fine, but it's just a house...definitely not "homey".  Today I believe we toured either seven or eight houses.  Sometimes I wonder if this next house will ever feel like home to me.  I mean, I don't live here anymore other than my breaks from Cedarville and I don't know anyone in this city!  I guess that we'll just have to wait and see about that!

Ponderings

It's ten days until Christmas!  I simply can't believe it!  When I was younger, I was always annoyed at adults who made comments about the time "flying away" or something to that effect.  Well, now that I am getting a little bit older, I catch myself using those same phrases that once bothered me so much.  :)

"And all who heard it marveled at those things which were told them by the shepherds.  But Mary kept all these things and pondered them in her heart."

Luke 2:18-19

Speaking of Christmas...I've been thinking about Mary a lot lately.  In verse 18, Luke writes about how everyone who heard the news marveled over it, and, I assume, they were all discussing it.  As Mary was the mother of Jesus and a main character in this "play", I would expect her to be talking with everyone and sharing everything she knew, sharing her opinions and her thoughts.  But verse 19 says that "Mary kept all these things and pondered them in her heart."  

Ponder: to consider something deeply and thoughtfully; to mediate.

Obviously Mary didn't understand what all of these events meant as they were occurring.  I think that her "pondering" showed her devotion and dedication to the Lord.  She trusted Him.  Just a chapter earlier in Luke's account, Mary replies to the startling news that the angel brings by saying "Behold the maidservant of the Lord!  Let it be to me according to your word."  Her attitude of pondering events are a continuation of this trust in the Lord.  She didn't feel the need to talk with other people or share her information.  She rested in the Lord, assured that He had a plan.  I am sure that that wasn't easy...my own response would be completely different!  "Lord!  What WERE You thinking?!  You really want Your Son born in a stable??" etc, etc, etc.

I don't have children yet...but even so, I am crushed at the thought of ever having to choose someone else to raise them if something happened to me (ie legal guardians; godparents).  It just seems heart-wrenching to have to decide on someone else to raise your children, even more so if you were there to watch it.  But isn't that was Christmas is about?  God sent His Son to earth as a baby and chose Joseph, the simple carpenter, to be His surrogate father.   Joseph was human and so I am sure that he made parenting mistakes.  What a huge responsibility to father the Son of God!  God knew when Jesus came to earth as a baby that He was going to die...it's strange to think about Christmas from God's perspective as the Father.  Anyway, that's just something that I was thinking about!

On a different note...I have been reading and thinking a lot about the important effects that the previous generations have their posterity.  This had encouraged me to be praying for my future in-laws.  People always joke about how terrible in-laws are...as George Banks says in Father Of The Bride "Who made up that term: in laws?  What does that mean?  We're legally bound to these people?!"  I am praying that I join a family who passionately love the Lord and are leaving a legacy of godliness, who welcome me as a new member of the family (NOT an "in-law"), who will be godly grandparents, aunts and uncles for my children to know and adore.  Families are important!

Yet...

Habakkuk 3:17-19 (NKJV)

"Though the fig tree may not blossom,

Nor fruit be on the vines;

Though the labor of the olive may fail,

And the fields yield no food;

Though the the flock may be cut off from the fold,

And there be no herd in the stalls -

Yet I will rejoice in the LORD,

I will joy in the God of my salvation.

The LORD God is my strength;

He will make my feet like deer's feet,

And He will make me walk on my high hills."

I guess that this post is sort of a continuation of the one about Job that I wrote a couple weeks ago.  It's just what I've been thinking about a lot lately.  This passage (which was mentioned in that post) seems to be one of those sections of Scripture that I continually go back to.  Think about this passage in regards to biblical times...Habakkuk is pretty much describing his world falling apart!  He is dependent upon each of the things that he mentions (fruit, crops, animals).  Three times Habakkuk uses the word "though" to preface his statements.  Then there is a pause before he continues with the glorious word "YET"- yet he is going to rejoice in the LORD and joy in the God of his salvation!

We all could copy Habakkuk's prayer here, I think.  Most of us won't talk about herds or fields failing.  Here are a few examples of what I believe are more common for us .

     Though...a family member died unexpectedly

     Though...I have an unsaved spouse

     Though...I was abused as a child

     Though...I didn't get into the college that I wanted

     Though...I am unappreciated by my spouse and children

     Though...my roommate and I seem to be at odds all the time

     Though...my parent has a terminal illness

     Though...my spouse left me

     Though...a family member struggles with alcoholism

     Though...someone spread terrible rumors about me

(Obviously these are not all situations from my own life as I am unmarried, attending the college of my choice, have a fantastic roommate, have healthy parents, etc, etc)

Each of us will have a different set of "though's".  Some may have a relatively short list and some may have very long lists.  Habakkuk doesn't pretend that everything is perfect...I think that he is acknowledging that things are wrong.  But (this is important), he doesn't stop there!  He continues!

Maybe I'm wrong, but I think that it's important for us to acknowledge the 'though's' in our lives.  It doesn't help to deny what has happened to us.  Like the lyrics by Point of Grace: "Heal the wound, but leave the scar, a reminder of how merciful You are."  The stories of what God has does in our lives are our testimonies of His greatness.  But, just like Habakkuk, we can't stop there!  Bitterness breeds on harboring those hurts we have experienced.  It is absolutely essential that we continue on!

Even though we all begin differently, we all end the same way!  'YET I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.  The LORD God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer's feet, And He will make me walk on my high hills.'  Incredible! 

As it says so often in the Psalms: Selah!  Just take a minute to stop and think about it.  Reflect on the incredible truth that our joy is not dependent upon our circumstances and that the LORD is our strength in each and every one of those stressful, sometimes heart-wrenching circumstances!  Amazing! 

  

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On a completely different note...it's pretty weird to blog.  I mean, I seriously doubt that anyone reads this (except maybe for Natalie!).  I really don't mind; it's just nice to have a place to write out my semi-public, semi-private thoughts. :)  And hey, if somebody does actually read this, maybe it will challenge them or maybe they can correct me if I am wrong.

Cardboard Testimony

Last Wednesday was our Thanksgiving chapel here at Cedarville.  During the service they set aside a time for people to share their "cardboard testimonies".  Each person simply took a piece of cardboard and wrote a short phrase on either side describing their life before and after Christ changed them.  Seeing their faces fill with joy (and sometimes tears) as they flipped the sign around...incredible!

That evening, I was telling my mom about it and she said that she had seen a similar thing online.  Being a highly educated person, I turned to...google. :)  I found this link on youtube.  Hillsong United had done the same cardboard testimonies in one of their services.  Once again, amazing!

All of this made me ask myself a question:  what would my cardboard testimony say?  

   broken-hearted and bitter...JOYFUL and FORGIVING because of Jesus!

What about you?  What would your cardboard testimony say?