Thursday August 27, 2009

I love my parents.
They are the best.
I’m so thankful for godly counselors, encouragers, and prayer warriors.
These are some of the things they encouraged me with today:

Matthew 6:34
…do not be anxious about tomorrow,
for tomorrow will be anxious for itself.
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.


Proverbs 3:5-6
Trust in the LORD with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge Him,
and He will make straight your paths.


Psalm 103:13
“As a father shows compassion to his children,
so the LORD shows compassion to those who fear Him.”



and then this was my favorite from my dad:

Exodus 17:9-13
So Moses said to Joshua, “Choose for us men, and go out and fight with Amalek.
Tomorrow I will stand on the top of the hill with the staff of God in my hand.”
So Joshua did as Moses told him, and fought with Amalek, while
Moses, Aaron, and Hur went up to the top of the hill.
Whenever Moses held up his hand, Israel prevailed,
and whenever he lowered his hand, Amalek prevailed.
But Moses’ hands grew weary,
so they took a stone and put it under him, and he sat on it,
while Aaron and Hur held up his hands, one on one side, and the other on the other side.
So his hands were steady until the going down of the sun.
And Joshua overwhelmed Amalek and his people with the sword.

What does that have to do with anything??, you ask.
Well, my hands have grown so weary.
I feel like I can not possibly hold them up anymore.
I need a stone to sit on.
And my daddy said he will hold up my hands.
Praise the Lord.

Thursday August 27, 2009

My newest endeavor is “worship practice” with Gabriel every day of the week. No, it’s not the same for us as family worship. That is in the evening, right before his bedtime. So he is pretty calm and quiet and happy about it.
This is morning. This is without Daddy, since he is diligently providing and working. Just my boy and me. Right now we aim for thirty minutes: singing (his faaaaaavorite part), reading Scripture, and reading a devotional. It’s good for both of us. We do it during the time when we would be at church on Sunday (although for just 1/3 the amount of time). A time of day when Gabriel has copious amounts of energy. It can be a challenge, but we are hoping that daily training in worship will have beautiful, bountiful rewards.
Although right now I simply read a short devotional out loud to act as “the sermon”, my aim is to work up to using tapes or online sermons, and work with him on sitting quietly, sitting still, and sitting joyfully for the duration. I don’t expect this to happen overnight. But we are aiming towards a goal, and hope God will bless our efforts.

I am always thankful for the words of Spurgeon in the Morning And Evening readings.
The following was the reading for this morning, and the words pierced me.
Lord, I believe. Help Thou my unbelief!!


Numbers 14:11
“How long will it be ere they believe me?”

Strive with all diligence to keep out that monster unbelief. It so dishonors Christ, that he will withdraw his visible presence if we insult him by indulging it. It is true it is a weed, the seeds of which we can never entirely extract from the soil, but we must aim at its root with zeal and perseverance. Among hateful things it is the most to be abhorred. Its injurious nature is so venomous that he that exerciseth it and he upon whom it is exercised are both hurt thereby. In thy case, O believer! it is most wicked, for the mercies of thy Lord in the past, increase thy guilt in doubting him now. When thou dost distrust the Lord Jesus, he may well cry out, “Behold I am pressed under you, as a cart is pressed that is full of sheaves.” This is crowning his head with thorns of the sharpest kind. It is very cruel for a well-beloved wife to mistrust a kind and faithful husband. The sin is needless, foolish, and unwarranted. Jesus has never given the slightest ground for suspicion, and it is hard to be doubted by those to whom our conduct is uniformly affectionate and true. Jesus is the Son of the Highest, and has unbounded wealth; it is shameful to doubt Omnipotence and distrust all-sufficiency. The cattle on a thousand hills will suffice for our most hungry feeding, and the granaries of heaven are not likely to be emptied by our eating. If Christ were only a cistern, we might soon exhaust his fulness, but who can drain a fountain? Myriads of spirits have drawn their supplies from him, and not one of them has murmured at the scantiness of his resources. Away, then, with this lying traitor unbelief, for his only errand is to cut the bonds of communion and make us mourn an absent Saviour. Bunyan tells us that unbelief has “as many lives as a cat:” if so, let us kill one life now, and continue the work till the whole nine are gone. Down with thee, thou traitor, my heart abhors thee.

Thursday August 27, 2009

Just wanted to post a short & sweet medical update. Won’t go into details, since it’s a public blog. 🙂
But I want to thank you for your prayers. Those of you who have prayed for us over the summer have truly blessed and encouraged us. May God bless you for your faithfulness and your care for His people.
We had our final appointment yesterday with the reproductive endocrinologist. Well, the last fertility research appointment. Hopefully the next time we see him it will be for maternity monitoring. That is our prayer.
Most of the tests came back normal. We even got to see pictures of our chromosomes. Kind of like in a textbook. It was funny, and pretty clever actually. 🙂 Thankfully my hubby and I both come from medical backgrounds/families so we catch onto the medical lingo really quick. Otherwise we probably would have been so confused, haha.
So the only main “marker” is that I have hypothyroidism. The bad thing about it is that it could have been the reason (possibly. or at least a contributing factor maybe?) for the deaths of our three babies. The good thing about it is that it’s treatable. So I am on medication now for the rest of my life, and hopefully it will make a difference. I am already noticing, just a few weeks after starting it, a few major changes. And I am so thankful and happy!! The main change being that I no longer feel constant lethargy, like I am trudging around knee-deep in mud every day. God is good, and I am so thankful for this treatment.
There were one or two other small markers, but one isn’t probably a factor and the other we can’t do anything about. So that’s that.

So what’s next?

We continue petitioning our good and merciful Father in Heaven.
We pray for Him to fill my empty, aching womb.
We pray for Him to fill our home with dancing and laughter and the pitter-patter of many tiny feet.
We pray for Him to use the medication and new knowledge we have to help our next babies.
We pray for Him to give us patience and hope for the future.
We pray for Him to give us peace and comfort.
We pray for Him to accomplish a miracle in our family. Many, many miracles actually. 🙂

Thank you again for your encouragement, support, and prayers.
May the Lord bless you for your faithfulness.
Praise the Lord!

PSALM 113

Praise the LORD! Praise, O servants of the LORD,
   praise the name of the LORD!

Blessed be the name of the LORD
   from this time forth and forevermore!
From the rising of the sun to its setting,
    the name of the LORD is to be praised!

The LORD is high above all nations,
   and His glory above the heavens!
Who is like the LORD our God,
   who is seated on high,
who looks far down
   on the heavens and the earth?
He raises the poor from the dust
   and lifts the needy from the ash heap,
to make them sit with princes,
   with the princes of his people.
He gives the barren woman a home,
   making her the joyous mother of children.
Praise the LORD!

Monday August 24, 2009

“Surely goodness and mercy
shall follow me all the days of my life…”
Psalm 23:6a

Wait a minute. Did you get that? Did you let that sink in?
Or did you skim over it, since you have read that verse a million times in your life?

Go back. Read it again. Absorb every syllable.

“SURELY goodness and mercy SHALL follow me ALL the days of my life.”

In the dictionary, it defines surely as follows:
          firmly, unerringly, undoubtedly, assuredly, certainly, inevitably, or without fail.
It also defines shall as follows:
          will have to, is determined to, definitely will.
And then all is defined as:
          the whole of, every.

Just think about that.

Okay, wow.
Surely doesn’t mean maybe.
And all doesn’t mean some.
Praise the Lord!!!!

“With God these qualities are not merely solid and dependable,” explains Derek Kidner, “but vigorous–for ‘follow’ does not mean here to bring up the rear but to pursue.”

If you are a Christian, goodness and mercy follow you “always” says Charles Spurgeon: “the black days as well as the bright days. Goodness supplies our needs, and mercy blots out our sins.”

HALLELUJAH & AMEN!!!

Sunday August 23, 2009

We went on a day trip to a huuuuuge lake nearby, and really enjoyed the little town, the beach, the park… too fun.
Gabriel loves swinging. A LOT.

Baby feet in the sand! Gabriel wasn’t too sure about the waves though. 🙂

We stopped for some gelato, and our tastebuds had a party!

Another day, we went berry picking again. Gabriel liked checking out some of the farm machinery.

I *looooove* this picture. I want to frame it.

Here we are with our blackberries. We only got about 5 pounds each I think, so I might go back again. 🙂

Gabriel standing in the raspberry rows.

We ran into my brother & his family later-on! Guess the farms were *the* place to be on Saturday!
See my precious twins?! Well, not exactly mine. 🙂 But my niece and nephew! They’re adorable.

We got a picture like this last year, except the twins were in Auntie’s tummy.
So here’s the 2009 picture of Gabriel with all his aunts, uncles, and cousins. 🙂

Thursday August 20, 2009

The four little towheads we enjoyed babysitting last week. 🙂


Swinging on Grandmama’s porch! Gabriel’s favorite. 🙂

A drive-by photography shooting, lol. I snapped this as I drove home from my mom’s.
A Jamie Soles song was playing at that very moment with the lyrics “I have set My bow in the clouds….” about the covenant with Noah. So cool. 🙂

Grandpapa got this miniature fully-functioning vacuum for Gabriel. He loves it! Although it’s slightly heavy for him and gets him off-balance, so we help him as he does his housework chores. 😉

Wildflowers from the side yard.

Playing with Uncle Chris and Aunt Beth who are visiting from the East Coast.

We went on a double date to a fondue restaurant and had the best time!!


We got two different types of cheese fondue.

My drink: a strawberry basil lemonade, made with Smirnoff.

This dessert deserves one word. Scrumptious!

We were dipping oreo covered marshmallows in the chocolate. Mmmmm.

Me and my sweetie

I made meals for some families at church yesterday, and really enjoyed trying to make them beautiful as well as tasty. Like Edith Schaeffer’s “hidden art” principles. 🙂 Each meal included grilled chicken (marinated in lemon juice, garlic, white wine vinegar, oil, and four herbs from my garden), twice baked potatoes, sauteed squash from my garden, freshly baked honey-oat-whole-wheat bread, tayberry jam (we made it last fall), and a plate of fresh blackberry bars. We’re hoping everyone’s bellies were filled and tastebuds had a little party. 🙂

We went to a beautiful park nearby yesterday.

I love these pics of Gabriel with Aunt Beth!


Look how big my boy is!! Fifteen months this weekend. It’s crazy.
I love how he’s running for me in this picture. He does this a lot. 🙂


Mommy helped Gabriel enjoy some splashes from a big fountain. It cooled us off in the heat.

Thursday August 20, 2009

BLACKBERRY BARS

Ingredients:

  • 1 cup all-purpose flour
  • 3/4 cup brown sugar, packed
  • 1/4 cup butter
  • 1/2 cup sour cream
  • 1 egg, beaten
  • 3/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/2 teaspoon vanilla
  • 1 1/2 cups fresh blackberries

Preparation:

Combine flour and brown sugar; cut in butter with pastry blender until mixture resembles coarse meal. Press 1 1/3 cups of mixture in bottom of an ungreased 8-inch square pan.

Combine remaining crumb mixture, sour cream, egg, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, and vanilla; blend well. Stir in blackberries. Spoon over crust, spreading evenly. Bake at 350° for 30 to 40 minutes. Cool; cut into bars.

 

Note: I made a double batch of the shortbread crust and used all of this to line a 9×13 inch pan. Then I made a scant single recipe of it to make the topping mixture. Yummy!

 

Saturday August 15, 2009

I love the formal titles discussion we’ve been having, but here’s a snippet I simply have to share. I’m pretty sure we all agree that modesty is a necessity in our lives (although, I grant you, definitions of “what is modest” vary vastly), especially as Christian women setting good examples for our children (or friends or siblings or what-have-you). Even amongst women of the Church, I see far too much cleavage, and too many bellies & backs.
I for one seem to be always on the lookout for simple solutions, especially in the summer. (right? right!)

So! I was picking up some groceries at Costco yesterday and found a special section of “visiting” wares from a company called ModBod. I picked up a 2-pack of the Perfect Tank, which are going to be life-savers in dressing modestly! I’m so excited to share this link. Although they won’t be at Costco in the future (too bad cuz there was an incredible discount!), I think I will be purchasing from the online place. As a note, they run smallish. So consider ordering bigger. 🙂
I’m excited to see the fall and winter line coming up soon, which I’ve seen previewed on the company founder’s blog. And maybe I’ll get some pretty things there sometime instead of simply under-clothing. 🙂

Friday August 14, 2009

I have grown the habit of typing up particular portions of good books I am reading, saving them in document form (for easier future perusing), and even sharing some of them here with you all. I haven’t done this in many months. So here are the notes from my most recent read, A Path Through Suffering, by Elisabeth Elliot. I hope you find this edifying and encouraging. Please do take time to read through this. It’s the equivalent of six pages, so it’s long. But less long than reading the book. 🙂 And if you find great snippets here, just think how much you would glean from reading the book yourself!
Blessings and peace.


Notes from Elisabeth Elliot’s book
A Path Through Suffering

The words which have illuminated for me the deepest understanding of suffering are Jesus’ own, “In truth, in very truth I tell you, a grain of what remains a solitary grain unless it falls into the ground and died; but if it dies, it bears a rich harvest.” This, He told His disciples, was the key. There is a necessary link between suffering and glory. (p 14)

Grace enables us to do what we can’t do. (p 30)

Amy Carmichael wrote, “A cup brimful of sweetness cannot spill even one drop of bitter water, no matter how suddenly jarred.” (p 33)

When a man or woman belongs to God (when the branch dwells in the Vine) it is the hand of God at work when the pruning comes, regardless of the second causes. A life’s work—what to us is a perfectly good branch, perhaps the only “important” branch—may be cut off. The loss seems a terrible thing, a useless waste. But whose work was it?… Was it not work given by God in the first place, then given back to Him day by day? Jesus said God is the Gardener, the One who takes care of the vines. The hand of the Gardener holds the knife. If is His glory that is at stake when the best grapes are produced, so we need not think He has something personal against us, or has left us wholly to the mercy of His enemy Satan. He is always and forever for us. (p 38)

The death of wintertime is the necessary prelude to the resurrection of springtime. (p 41)

He wants to transform every form of human suffering into something glorious. He can redeem it. He can bring life out of death… When our souls lie barren in a winter which seems hopeless and endless, God has not abandoned us. His work goes on. He asks our acceptance of the painful process and our trust that He will indeed give resurrection life. (p 43)

When in pain it is hard to think of anything but pain. Amy Carmichael wrote of being so weak she could not think or pray, but she took comfort from the psalm, “Let the lifting up of my hands be as the evening sacrifice” (Ps 141:2, AV). She was able simply to lift them to the Lord—a gesture of acceptance, of adoration, of faith. We have our Father’s promise, linking the pain to an unimaginable glory: “If we suffer, we shall also reign with him” (2 Tm 2:12). (p 45)

When we surrender ourselves to the Lord, learning day by day to treat all that comes to us with peace of soul and firm conviction that His will governs all, He will see to our growth in grace. He will so govern the events in our lives, down the smallest detail, as to provide for us the conditions which may make us fruitful. It is not for our sake but for the sake of others. The beauty of the flower is not for itself. It offers itself to God’s sunshine and rain, gives its fragrance to any who pass by, but it must wither and die before the fruit can be produced. (p 59)

Those who speak most deeply to our hearts in times of trouble are invariably those who have suffered. They have much to give. We recognize its authenticity and willingly receive it. (p 66)

Open hands should characterize the soul’s attitude toward God—open to receive what He wants to give, open to give back what He wants to take. (p 69)

It is a merciful Father who strips us when we need to be stripped, as the tree needs to be stripped of its blossoms. He is not finished with us yet, whatever the loss we suffer, for as we loose our hold on visible things, the invisible become more precious—where our treasure is, there will our hearts be. (p 74)

[Lilias trotter says] “You are right to be glad in His April days while He gives them. Every stage of the heavenly growth in us is lovely to Him; He is the God of the daisies and the lambs and mercy child hearts!” (p 75)

Suffering creates the possibility of growth in holiness, but only to those who, by letting all else go, are open to the training—not by arguing with the Lord about what they did or did not do to deserve punishment, but by praying, “Lord, show me what You have for me in this.” (p 79)

There is a fellowship among those who suffer, for they live in a world separated from the rest of us. (p 81)

There is a much deeper fellowship into which the Christian who suffers may enter. It is the fellowship of Christ’s suffering. Christ’s cup of suffering overflows and we suffer with Him. (p 82)

God’s ultimate purpose in all suffering is joy. (p 89)

Who can enjoy the fire who has never been cold, or cold water who has never been thirsty? (p 90)

The maturing process in the Christian, as in the dandelion, is for one purpose: the giving of life. It gives and gives until it has nothing left—for itself. But it has given life—to new dandelions. So we in whom Christ dwells are the bearers both of His death and of His life. We are transmitters of life to the world. (p 98)

[Pascal’s] prayer gets at the heart of the solution: “You are the Sovereign Master. Do whatever pleases You. Give me or take away from me.” Acceptance and relinquishment are the keys to our peace. (p 108)

The seed must break in order to let go the shoot, the leafbud must break to let go the leaf, the flowerbud must break to let go the flower, the petals drop off to let the fruit form. So in the wondrous cyclical plan of the Creator, the purpose of each is fulfilled. (p 112)

Death was followed by resurrection, as for the flower stalk and the child of God it always is—in His time. (p 114)

When at times sorrow is heaped upon sorrow we cannot help wondering if this time God has forgotten us. We think of His promise that He will never allow us to be tempted beyond our ability to bear, and it seems that He has forgotten that promise, forgotten to be gracious. (p 117)

[T]hanksgiving, in the midst of darkness, clears a way for grace. (p 121)

The deepest lessons come out of the deepest waters and hottest fires. One of God’s great gifts, parenthood, always includes the gift of suffering, that we may be humbled and our faith refined as gold in the fire. Again we are not given explanations but, to hearts open to receive it, a more precious revelation of the heart of our loving Lord. (p 127)

The resurrection happened. We believe it. We bank all our hopes on it. Jesus is alive. And yet… and yet we sorrow. There is no incongruity between the human tears and the pure joy of the presence of Christ—He wept human tears too. Nor is there sin in grieving… Those who are left must grieve, yet not as those without hope. Resurrection is a fact. (p 129)

Nothing is more real and practical than the Word of God. This world is not more real than the other world. It won’t last nearly as long. The objection implies that God who made both worlds forgets that we’re suck in the here and now. He never forgets. He knows our downsitting and our uprising. He understands our thoughts before we think them. He traces all our paths, keeps close guard before and behind us, spreads His hand over us, knows us through and through. There is not a word on our tongues with which he is not thoroughly familiar. He forgets nothing (except our confessed sins). It is because He is so well acquainted with what it means to live in the here and now, understands so thoroughly the hidden places of our hearts and walked this lonesome valley Himself, that He shows us the pathway through our suffering, the only pathway that leads to glory. (p 139)

“If by the Spirit you put to death all the base pursuits of the body, then you will live” (Rom 8:13). There it is in one verse: by the Spirit you—the work of the Holy Spirit and my will, in combination. Grace working on nature. (p 140)

How to deal with suffering of any kind: 1. recognize it. 2. accept it. 3. offer it to God as a sacrifice. 4. offer yourself with it. (p 141)

SING about His mercies and greatness. The enemy would like to destroy your family and your joy—all your have invested and all your hopes for the future. Second Chronicles 20:1-30 tells a wonderful story. Their families were about to be destroyed. Read it carefully and you will see how:
            a. They were afraid (v. 3)
            b. They sought the Lord (v. 3)
            c. They did not need to fight. God said He would do it for them (v. 17)
            d. They were not to fear or be dismayed (a choice, a decision) (v. 17)
            e. Singers were appointed to go ahead of the warriors in the most vulnerable positions (v. 21)
            f. They were to sing of the mercies of God. Why mercies? Because they weren’t any better than the enemy and they were saying, “We don’t deserve to live but we are children of the most High God. We are totally dependent on His mercies and love.” (v. 21)
            g. When they sang the Lord sent ambushments. Victory came (v. 22). Sing when you are vacuuming, cooking, walking, driving, trying to go to sleep, showering—decide to sing. Declare to those in the heavenlies that your God is able to deliver. Satan will fear. His minions will fear. (p 146-147)

…[W]e are seldom shown in advance God’s intention in a particular trial, nor the long-term effect our obedience may have on others. (p 149)

All influences, circumstances, and conditions (yes, all of them) are designed with the glory of infinite life in mind—in the Mind that knows it all from beginning to end. (p 156)

…I know that the best fruit will be what is produced by the best-pruned branch. The strongest steel will be that which went through the hottest fire and the coldest water. The deepest knowledge of God’s presence will have been acquired in the deepest river or dungeon or lion’s den. The greatest joy will have come forth out of the greatest sorrow. (p 157)

If we truly believe that God wants to bring us to our full glory, we will long increasingly to unite our wills with His. It is in exact proportion as we do this that we will find happiness here on earth. If His will is done on earth, it becomes like heaven, where His will is always done. (p 161)

We make our lives insupportably complex by disobeying Jesus’ command to take no thought for tomorrow. Planning for tomorrow, when planning is necessary and possible, belongs properly to today. Worrying about tomorrow belongs nowhere. The Lord gives us daily, not weekly, bread. He gives strength according to our days, not our years. The work, the suffering, the joy are given according to His careful measure. (p 162)

The Father knows the frame and remembers that it is mere dust. His compassions never fail. His arms hold us when we are too weak to cling. His Spirit prays in us and for us in those groanings which never find words. His salvific work goes on when we feel like stragglers making not an inch of progress. (p 162)

If we are ever called to great suffering, how shall we bear it if we have not learned to share willingly with Christ our small ones? (p 181)

The resurrection, however, is the anchor of our hope. We know that heaven is not here, it’s there. If we were given all we wanted here, our hearts would settle for this world rather than the next. (p 188)

Long before John wrote the Book of Revelation, the prophets had written of wonderful exchanges—Isaiah wrote of pine trees and myrtles replacing camel thorns and briars; of God’s giving garlands instead of ashes, oil of gladness instead of mourners’ tears, a garment of splendor for a heavy heart (Isaiah 61:3). Nehemiah wrote of blessings where there had been cursing; he psalmist of dancing and joy where there had been laments and of pasture instead of wilderness. Were these mere visions of unreality? Jesus spoke of transformations. The poor, the sorrowful, the hungry and thirsty, the persecuted would be happy, would inherit the Kingdom of Heaven, find consolation, be satisfied, have rich rewards. Was He offering only a carrot on a stick? The apostle Paul was carried away with the prospects—the perishable to become imperishable, weakness to be turned into power, humiliation to glory, mortality to immortality, poverty to riches, vile bodies to resplendent ones, the curse of the law replaced by the blessing of Abraham. Was it truth or poetry?… There is a golden harvest ahead. And Jesus, for the joy that was set before Him, accepted, embraced, and endured the cross. (p 192-193)

We bow in gratitude for His willingness to take the cup the Father gave Him, a cup so immensely more bitter than the one He gives us. Shall we refuse it, or shall we grasp it with both hands, as it were, realizing it holds just what is most needful for our spiritual wholeness? Ours has been sweetened, as Rutherford put it, “at the lip of sweet Jesus.” We drink it—by trustful acceptance—and God transforms it for His glory. Thus our very suffering may become the substance of sacrifice—a love-offering to God and a sacrifice of praise, and our ambition may be changed as radically as Paul’s… (p 196)

 

 

We may group some of God’s reasons [for suffering] into four categories. The list of references is by no means exhaustive.

First, we suffer for our own sake:

that we may learn who God is—Ps 46:1; Dn 4:24-37; the book of Job
that we may learn to trust—2 Cor 1:8-9
that we may learn to obey—Ps 119:67, 71
discipline is proof of the Father’s love and the validity of our sonship—Heb 12:5-11
it is the condition of discipleship—Acts 14:22; Lk 14:26-27, 33
it is required of soldiers—2 Tm 2:4
we are being “pruned” that we may bear fruit—Jn 15:2
that we may be shaped to the image of Christ—Rom 8:29
to qualify us to be fellow-heirs with Christ—Rom 8:17
to qualify us for the kingdom of God—2 Thess 1:4-5
to qualify us to reign with Christ—2 Tim 2:12
that our faith may be strengthened—Jas 1:3; 2 Thess 1:4-5; Acts 14:22
that faith may be tested and refined—Is 43:2; Dn 11:35; Mal 3:2; 1 Cor 3:13; 1 Pt 1:7
that we may reach spiritual maturity—Jas 1:4
power comes to its full strength in weakness—2 Cor 12:9
to produce in us endurance, character, hope—Rom 5:3-4
to produce in us joy and generosity—2 Cor 8:2

 

Second, we suffer for the sake of God’s people:

            that they may obtain salvation—2 Tm 2:10
            to give them courage—Phil 1:14
            that because of death working in us, life may work in them—2 Cor 4:12; Gal 4:13; 1 Jn 3:16
            that grace may extend to more—2 Cor 4:15
            that our generosity may bless others—2 Cor 8:2

 

Third, we suffer for the world’s sake:

            that it may be shown what love and obedience mean—the Book of Job; Jn 14:31; Mt 27:40-43
            that the life of Jesus may be visible in ordinary human flesh—2 Cor 4:10

Fourth, we suffer for Christ’s sake:

            that we may be identified with Him in His crucifixion—Gal 2:20
            suffering is the corollary of faith—Ps 44:22; Acts 9:16 and 14:22; 2 Tm 3:12; Jn 15:18-21; 1 Thess 1:6 and 3:4
            that we may share His suffering—1 Pt 4:12-13; Phil 1:29, 2:17 and 3:8, 10; Col 1:24; 2 Tm 1:8; Heb 13:13
            that we may share His glory—Rom 8:17-18; Heb 2:9-10; 2 Cor 4:17

(p 197-199)

Thursday August 13, 2009

Visionary Daughters. I’ve never linked to their site before, but I love this “what if…” response. If you are a grown daughter who was/is living at home under your father’s headship, or a parent who desires this for your own sweet daughters, this is worth a read.

Another site I check out occasionally, which often has links to other great sites with encouraging articles for young Christian moms. Here are some such links.

Although I think this website is probably far more modern evangelical than I’d like, it has some great little snippets like this one.

Remember that book I linked to about etiquette? I was clicking through it’s pages online, and I really loved two particular pages. One about etiquette in the home between parents and children, and another about what was expected of guests. You can tell by reading both of these how much cultural norms have changed over the last 120 years. But my question still remains, should they have changed??

I love this site for her creativity in homemaking and mothering.
And I love this site for product reviews and giveaways. 🙂 I even won some soap here a couple months ago! hehe.
This site is fun for her photography and her precious brood of sweet kids.
And here’s one where an older mama and her grown daughters share great insights and encouragement.

And then of course I always have to remind you of my two favorites here and here for encouragement in my spiritual walk. I’d leave you my mama’s email address for more of that too, but maybe I should ask her first. 😉