Lent is upon us and Easter is upcoming. I wanted to share with you a wonderful song by a group of brothers; it’s truly a lovely reminder that the point of Christmas is Easter. Enjoy and be blessed!
The Pitfall and Practice of Lent
Psalms 116:7-9 Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee. For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living.
I’ve been slowly and quietly working through the book of Galations. It is here where Paul sternly rebukes those who are adding works to the gospel, as though the cross and resurrection were not enough in themselves to justify the sinner and remove the wrath of God as far as the east is from the west. This book needs to be preached even today, as the “to do” list seems to be ever growing if you want to be a “serious” Christian, those whom are concerned about holiness and walking closely with the Lord. Seems rather silly to me, really, this idea of degrees of proper following. Also seems to me if a person is truly saved, they ARE serious about serving the Lord, and they already do so to the best of their ability out of gratitude. Why do we need to impose an expectation or checklist of works? I touched on this earlier in this post.
I’m afraid that is one of the pitfalls of Lent or of any other season of self-examination. We gauge our walk by how far we need to go, how much we’ve left undone, how we fall short of expectations (from, you know, that amalgam of “everybody”). We make plans for what we’re going to give up, try harder at, conquer. What we need to do, methinks if you want to *do* anything, is consider the gospel first and foremost: remembering, refreshing, and returning to the rest that the Lord has already given.
It doesn’t mean He won’t discipline, stretch, or challenge you to cultivate a more meaningful walk (according to His standards). It doesn’t mean He won’t press it upon you to learn to pray, or to share the gospel, or to seek restitution with the brother that has something against you. But these things, these habits, will naturally come forth as you believe on Him. And believing on Him IS the “work”. So, again, preach the gospel to yourself first. And listen.
I thought I’d share with you how I am spending my time before Easter. I decided to really pull back and unplug a bit. I’m not tweeting, and I’m keeping my cell phone turned off while at home. I’m not keeping up on any blogs or websites either. It’s been…..rather quiet. All I can do on the computer now is pop it open, delete 7-8 emails, answer a couple, work on a blog post….and then get off of the internet. It’s almost…boring. But I am needing boring. I am needing that a lot right now.
Instead I am using my computer time to write more. And I am playing with and learning Photoshop (now that takes brain power!). So, enjoy some newbie Photoshop photos in this post as I share some of my late winter activities.
I continue to putz around the house, rearranging things, decluttering, moving furniture, painting. I’m sure this will only get worse as I get closer to having the baby (watch out, “nesting instinct”!). I’m enjoying breaking some “rules”, like the silver we got as a gift that’s supposed to be hand-washed (been throwing them in the dishwasher), polished (haven’t for years) and never, ever used unless the queen of England is having tea. Forget that. I even took them out of the drawer and put them on top of my counter, nestled in a handwoven tea towel. Does this qualify for “shabby chic”?
This is the stack of books and magazines and art supplies that are pulling me into my art journal more. I am learning how to journal my life with pictures, not just words. It’s a rather enjoyable practice, one that cannot really be rushed. And I so don’t want my life to be rushed.
But the reason I am not drawing more than I would like is because I am racing to finish a new quilt before the baby arrives. It’s not a baby quilt; it’s more like something to accomplish before he or she comes. Or before I get too big and uncomfortable to sew any longer. Currently I can manage an hour at a time. I’ve been listening to sermons or music or to Wretched Radio while in my craft room.
When I can’t manage being upright anymore, I lay down and read books. I have plenty of free downloads on my Kindle, but even so, I find I enjoy real paper more. I am reading novels, biographies, books on home organization, Christian books, and plenty of how-to’s. One book that I am enjoying right now, and rereading a lot, is A Gospel Primer for Christians: Learning to See the Glories of God’s Love. It’s a wonderful short little book that really helps in cultivating the habit of preaching the gospel every day. Did I mention how important that was?
Seeds have been started for the upcoming garden, too. If all goes well, they will be planted out in the kitchen garden middle of May.
Recently we had a beautiful sunshiny day and I announced to the children that we had to go buy some pansies and violets. Our wet and green (with moss) back porch was crying out for some color. So we piled into the van and brought home enough flowers to pretty up the view.
We still collect eggs every morning, and they are a work of wonder, one of the most perfect foods, and so gorgeous to look at, besides. This, this, makes me feel like a wealthy woman!
I’m not the only one expecting a baby. Our kinder does are expecting also, and are due to kid in May. I’ve been thinking about supplies I need to purchase, and how to create a plan for management that will suit our family.
And, yes, I’m still growing! Seven more weeks (or likely, more!) to go. That means I also need to get prepared: checking on what cloth diapers I have, buying some fresh onesies, and sewing up some simple swaddling blankies. I’m also tincturing herbs and preparing for teas and other things I like to have on hand. I don’t think I’ll need much more than those things; keeping it all simple. It’s one of the joys of being an older, experienced mother.
The Un-Virtue of Multi-Tasking
I’m just curious. Since when is multi-tasking a virtue?
Somewhere down the line, we homemakers got help with laundry machines, electric mixers, and even telephones. And I’m not sure that all that time freed up really freed us up to do much of anything except *more*. I’ve looked at the photo of my husband’s great-grandmother, surrounded by her then eleven children, and truly the woman looks tired. But I figure with how hard it was just to keep diapers, grow and preserve food (because there weren’t fourteen grocery stores within a half mile), and just keep the dirt out of the house, the woman deserves the lament of lack of sleep.
So what’s the excuse now for falling into bed at the end of the day? Having to walk three miles to get anywhere? No, I believe it’s because most women these days have a “more is better” view of their day, and the only real lament there can be now is “the day is gone and I did NOTHING!”
Come now. Nothing? Truly? Unless you were sick in bed all day I am sure something was accomplished, and we might even argue the point that resting all day was accomplishing something: healing.
Multi-tasking is praised these days in all sorts of places. If you can text while sending off an email while updating your status or sending a tweet while the dishwasher hums and the children work on their schoolwork with the fragrance of supper escaping from the crockpot, well….we pat ourselves and each other on the back and celebrate with a few “free” hours to catch up on whatever haunts us as undone on those “lists” we make.
But what if presence, or intentionality, was more of a virtue? Actually being in one place, in the moment, with full and complete attention to the human being in front of you….instead of your mind wandering to the things left on your checklist or your eye to the clock or your ear perked to the dinging of your smartphone. What if you spent an entire hour outside on the porch watching the sunrise and heard nothing but autumn leaves slipping from the gnarled limbs? What if you had a day of unplugging everything (are you having heart palpitations)? What if the alarm clock didn’t go off in the morning and you closed your eyes at the crest of dark? What if a friend actually called you, on a tied-to-the-wall telephone, and took up a precious half hour?
I’m just curious. Multi-tasking is considered a virtue. But I wonder about the life we’ve lost in “accomplishing” so much, and I don’t even know if I have the time or the will to ponder that anymore.
Courageous the Movie
If you haven’t taken the time to go see the movie Courageous, I hope you will rectify that soon. This movie is one that meets *real life*, and has the potential to call out and equip men to be the fathers that God has called them to be, regardless of past failures or fatherlessness. My husband took me to see this movie twice, and afterwards we had a chat about what we thought. This particular podcast was unscripted, so forgive us any rambling and we hope it will be useful to you.
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You can find more information about it (and buy tickets!) here: Courageous the Movie.