monday night miscellany

Another collection of randomness:

~ I love me some Dennis Prager. And he’s spot on:

…when Benjamin Netanyahu speaks to the United Nations about the threat Iran poses to his country’s survival and about the metastasizing cancer of Islamist violence, he, unfortunately, stands alone.

Virtually everyone listening knows he is telling the truth. And most dislike him for it. Appeasers hate those who confront evil.

~ Sitting is deadly. I was far more active as a stay-at-home-mom/homeschooler. Now that I’m at a desk all day, I’m grateful that my workplace encourages me to move. I have an exercise ball/chair, and we’re involved in an 8-week step challenge that keeps me focused on moving.

~ Confessions of a Kindle Convert. If you know me at all, you know I love books. But I’ll be honest: I need to get rid of many of them. We’re in the thick of moving, and packing and hauling books is no fun at all. I actually uttered these words to Paul yesterday: “I need to get rid of some books.” **shudder**

~ Starve your idols to death.

~ 5 small Georgia towns with great shopping.

~ the audacity:

Forty years of provision, forty years of tangible, edible grace, and what do they have to say to God in response? This: “We loathe this worthless food.”

We loathe this worthless food!

The audacity! The. Audacity. At least when I think these things, I’m savvy enough to couch these emotions in more subtle disgruntlement. “I’m just tired,” “I’m weary,” “It just seems like the onslaught never stops.”

~ Don’t follow your heart:

The truth is, no one lies to us more than our own hearts. No one. If our hearts are compasses, they are Jack Sparrow compasses. They don’t tell us the truth, they just tell us what we want. If our hearts are guides, they are Gothels. They are not benevolent, they are pathologically selfish. In fact, if we do what our hearts tell us to do we will pervert and impoverish every desire, every beauty, every person, every wonder, and every joy. Our hearts want to consume these things for our own self-glory and self-indulgence.

No, our hearts will not save us. We need to be saved from our hearts.

~ Very helpful, practical info: What to do when your flight is cancelled. We had a cancelled flight last month when fog blanketed Phoenix. I knew our flight was cancelled as soon as we landed in dense fog and I checked my email. I immediately called our airline to get in line for re-booking instead of standing in that long, awful line. Aside from having to wait  a few hours for our luggage to be delivered, all was well.

Well, that gets me a little bit caught up on posting things that have been bookmark-worthy. As I mentioned, we’re in the middle of moving, and I’m just flat out tired and overwhelmed.

May you be less tired and sore than I this Monday evening!

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moving

Yeah, I’m moving again. It’s become obvious that as much as I prefer routine and predictability, God has other plans. Paul and I have decided that for financial reasons, it makes sense to move to Tallahassee. That will make me a Floridian again, after having been a legal resident of Florida for most of my adult life. Perhaps a blog title change is in order? I suppose it probably doesn’t matter as little as I blog these days!

We’re living in the chaos of boxes, piles of stuff, and just plain fatigue. We have until the end of the month to move all of our belongings, and I feel utterly overwhelmed. I’m currently very disenchanted with stuff.  Stuff.  Too much stuff. We’ll store a lot of it for the next year, but, still, it’s just too much.

So today is a day for packing, hauling, and cleaning. We’re very grateful that our new landlady is letting us move in early, so we can do it over a couple of weeks instead of a couple of days. We have much for which to be thankful, and we’ll remind each other of that as we’re tempted to grumble in the stress of moving.

Now, where’d I put that ibuprofen?

Exhausted,

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what I’m reading in 2015

Yes, another list. I can’t help myself. Please pop in and comment on what you’re reading.

JANUARY

~ About a Boy – Nick Hornby
~ The Overlook – Michael Connelly
~ What Did You Expect? Redeeming the Realities of Marriage – Paul David Tripp
~ Stop Walking on Eggshells – Paul T. Mason, Randi Kreger
~ Everyday Prayers: 365 Days to a Gospel-Centered Faith – Scotty Smith
~ Caught Off Guard: Encounters With the Unexpected God – William P. Smith

FEBRUARY

~ Be Careful What You Wish For (Clifton Chronicles Book 4) – Jeffrey Archer
~ The Thorn Birds – Colleen McCullough
~ Misery – Stephen King

MARCH

~ Knowing God By Name: A Personal Encounter – Mary Kassian
~ The Girl on the Train – Paula Hawkins

(Just so you know: Every time you click on one of the Amazon links and make a purchase, a few pennies are eventually passed along to me. They eventually add up and feed my book habit. Thanks ever so much!)

“God is the perfect father who fathers His children perfectly.”

51zK+xrChRL._SY300_From Mary Kassian’s Knowing God by Name:

God is not merely “like” a father as He is like a rock or light. God is Father — and He alone defines what true fatherhood is all about. God is the perfect father who fathers His children perfectly. He is the father of our dreams:

  • He lavishes us with love (1John 3:1)
  • He is always near (Josh. 1:5)
  • He protects us (Ps. 5:11-12)
  • He provides for us (Phil 4:19)
  • He gives us good gifts (Matt. 7:8-11)
  • He guides us (Rom. 8:14)
  • He corrects us (2 Tim. 3:16)
  • He comforts us (2 Thess. 2:16-17)
  • He encourages us (Rom. 15:4-5)
  • He gives us a spectacular inheritance (Eph. 1:18, 1 Pet. 1:4)

“Father” is the name that sets Christianity apart from all the other religions of the world. Other religions have their gods, Allahs, creators, or metaphysical forces, but Jesus — the Son of God — came so that we could meet His Father, be adopted into His family, and relate to the almighty God of the universe in an intimate, personal concrete way as sons and daughters. If you don’t know God as father, then you don’t really know Him at all.

well, hey there

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’d meant to blog more regularly in 2015, but having failed at that already, the pressure is off. :) I’m just trucking along, living life, with a trip to California thrown in a couple of weeks ago. I plan to share a few pictures and thoughts about that at some point.

Meantime, I’m hanging out with Paul, watching the final season of Justified, reading fiction, trying to finish knitting a shawl that has been a big challenge, and have recently kicked a brief addiction to Trivia Crack.

Oh, and we’re planning to move within the next month or so.

Catch ya later,
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“Strong faith doesn’t mean you walk effortlessly through life…”

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Faith is not a feeling of being spiritually strong or superior, either in our relationship with Christ or in our activities. Such feelings can have very little to do with faith. Rather, faith is the confidence that God will receive you even when you’re not put together very well. Strong faith doesn’t mean you walk effortlessly through life. It means you run quickly to Christ when you’re in need.

“I don’t have to be afraid of anything or anyone…”

everydayprayersFrom Scotty Smith’s Everyday Prayers: 365 Days to a Gospel-Centered Faith:

Jesus, because of your great love for me in the gospel, I lack nothing that I need. I don’t get all my wants, but I do have everything I need for life and godliness . . . and a whole lot more.

I praise you that it’s green pastures and quiet waters to which you lead me—all for the restoring of my tired, weary, broken, rebellious soul. For your glory and my good, you guide me along paths of righteousness, goodness, truth, and grace. And even as that journey involves traversing places marked by decay and death, you are with me, and that’s all I really need to know. I don’t have to be afraid of anything or anyone, for you are with me.

You nourish me all the time, even when enemies are close by and threatening. Your generous anointing overflows for the blessing of others. To follow you is to be followed by the fragrance of your goodness and love. Even in the new heaven and new earth, you will be our shepherd, leading us to springs of living water (Rev. 7:17). Your greatness, Jesus, will reach to the ends of the earth, and we will always live securely, for you are our peace, now and forever. In your great and gracious name we pray. Amen.

random thoughts

~ No television series should go longer than 5 seasons. Inevitably, characters do things totally out of character, writers and producers indulge in silliness, and there are bizarre dream sequences and awkward musicals.

~ Since Paul gave me a FitBit for Christmas, I’ve begun thinking in steps and miles. Since I got it set up Christmas evening, I’ve walked more than a marathon in the course of my daily routine. I’m strangely motivated by this:

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~ I’ve been intentionally reading more this new year, and I’m truly enjoying it. I recently finished About A Boy. It was an easy, amusing, yet serious read. I had to smile when I got to these lines. If you’re a Dennis Prager fan, you’ll understand:

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~ I had to show my ID recently to purchase cold/sinus medicine. I guess they knew that you needed to be a certain age in order to handle the sharp implement necessary to open the little pill packs. (And, hey, how is it not racist to require an ID to purchase medicine? That’s the argument for no ID for voting, isn’t it? Who are all the haters who want minorities to go without Mucinex?)

~ If our government is going to continue to be involved in the minutiae of our lives, I have another suggestion for a law: Ban radio commercials that have sirens in them. It drives me crazy to have to check my mirrors and wonder if an ambulance or fire truck is in my path.

~ Random thoughts, random photos:

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~ Our recent southwest Georgia weather reminds me of Belgium — wet, cold, and gray. I would love to see some sunshine.

~ I love, love, love the Anhaica bucket bag I received for Christmas. It’s perfect for toting my current knitting project.

Happy Thursday, y’all!
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