Archive | November 2005

Paris? Burning?

Note to the French: After 1,000 cars are burned, you are allowed to shoot people. I mean, seriously. They’ve now doused and burned an old woman on crutches, burned a nursery school, youth center and businesses, burned ambulances and public buses….and they are all still walking the streets? Gosh, I am glad I live in America. Michael Spencer at BHT

There will (be) people out there who will say – nothing justifies the rioting and vandalisation that is taking place. Of course one could say that but I do not think it is particularly helpful or constructive as the rioting is happening and there are reasons why it is happening. What is taking place in France today has been brewing for the past 30 years. People and especially young people who are constantly and incessantly faced with racism and marginalistion in their daily lives whether on the streets of the US, Europe, Palestine, apartheid South Africa, or Bolivia will eventually take to the streets. The riots are the outcome of a culmination of experiences and incidents over a period of time, they are not simply happening in a vacuum of nothingness. France will have to face the reality of this otherwise it and Europe will sink into further violence as communities become even more polarised. –Sokari Ekine at Global Voices Online

For half a decade, French Arabs have been carrying on a low-level intifada against synagogues, kosher butchers, Jewish schools, etc. The concern of the political class has been to prevent the spread of these attacks to targets of more, ah, general interest. They seem to have lost that battle. Unlike America’s Europhiles, France’s Arab street correctly identified Chirac’s opposition to the Iraq war for what it was: a sign of weakness. –Mark Steyn

I spoke to Eldest Daughter, who is in Paris, on Thursday. She called me about a matter unrelated to riots, and I asked her, “What’s this we read about riots in Paris? Are you OK?”

“Riots? . . . (long pause)Oh, yeah, I saw something about that. I’m fine.”

That’s all I could get out of her. I’m glad she’s safe and seemingly oblivious to any problems. Please say a prayer for her safety anyway–and for a mother’s peace of mind.

Picture Book Preschool

WEEK 46 (Nov) PETS
Character Trait: Dependability
Bible Verse: The Lord God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it. Genesis 2:15

1. Day, Alexandra. Good Dog, Carl. Green Tiger, 1985.
2. 2. Anderson, C.W. Billy and Blaze. Macmillan, 1969.
3. Selsam, Millicent. Let’s Get Turtles. Harper Row, 1965. OP
4. Gag, Wanda. Millions of Cats. Coward, 1928.
5. Yashima, Mitsu and Taro. Momo’s Kitten. Viking, 1961.
6. Brown, Margaret Wise. Baby Animals. Illustrated by Susan Jeffers. Random House, 1989.
7. Newberry, Clare T. Marshmallow. Smithmark, 1999.
BONUS: Bridwell, Norman. Clifford, the Big Red Dog. Scholastic, 1963.

Activities: Involve your child in caring for the family pet, if you have one and if he is not already doing so. Talk about how God gave people the job of caring for the animals.
Visit a pet store.

Picture Book Preschool is a preschool/kindergarten curriculum which consists of a list of picture books to read aloud for each week of the year and a character trait, a memory verse, and activities, all tied to the theme for the week. You can purchase a downloadable version (pdf file) of Picture Book Preschool by Sherry Early at Biblioguides.

Booklist Round-Up

Inspired (or infuriated) by TIME Magazine’s publication in October of its 100 Best English-language novels from 1923 to the present, several bloggers have been busily making their own lists. Enjoy.

Ella at Box of Books: Fifty Favorites

Phil at Brandywine Books: List of Books, Stories and Plays I Remember Enjoying

Joe Carter at Evangelical Outpost: 50 Favorite Works of Imaginative Literature (20th Century)

Cindy Swan at Notes in the Key of Life: My Top Twenty-five Books of All Time

Dianne at Unfinished Work: Top Twenty-five Book List

Ariel at Bittersweet Life: The Master Book List

Mark Mossa at You Duped Me Lord: Great Novels

Danielle at A Work in Progress: My List of Thumping Good Reads

So Many Books: A List of Great Reads

Jared at Mysterium Tremendum: Fave Fifty

If you have such a list at your blog, leave a comment and I’ll add you to this list, a list of lists.

Humilité

Humility has a pleasing ring, I think
it’s a promising tactic,
but the side effects seem so steep.

From Ariel at BittersweetLife

So hard to talk about this topic. The ironies and paradoxes keep creeping in. For instance, I’d like to impress you by saying something profound about humiity, but I doubt my ability to do so. Is that humility or is it pride? As long as humility is a tactic instead of an attitude embedded in my soul, can I ever be humble? Why do I even want to be humble? Don’t I really just want others to see my humble goodness and recognize what quality lies beneath my apparent humility? But then what if they don’t? What if no one ever recognizes my humble service? A false humility that subtly calls attention to itself really seems a safer bet.

Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. Mt. 11:29

Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. I Peter 5:6

Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus:
Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God
something to be grasped,
but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being
made in human likeness.
And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became
obedient to death– even death on a cross!
Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name
that is above every name,
that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth
and under the earth,
and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God
the Father. Philippians 2:5-11

So I wait. I do what I’m called to do, and I rest in the knowledge that God Himself is on my side (or I’m on His). He’ll lift up whatever needs to be noticed in due time. Of course, that kind of life requires trust–that God will be there when I need him, that I don’t have to do the pushing for myself, that God isn’t too busy or too distant, that He really won’t forget me or overlook me. Maybe only a Christian who believes that God was big enough to humble Himself to become a man, even a dead man, can be secure enough to be truly humble, no hidden agendas, just trusting that the same God who raised Jesus Christ from the dead will also redeem my pitiful rags and dress me in white robes to be presented before Him someday as His spotless creation. Apart from that hope, I must keep trying to attract His attention (or your attention) by my works of humility–which turn into pride in my own great humility. Only He can lift me up out of the traffic circle where I drive around and around, chasing humility, then chasing self-esteem.

So today seems like a good day to celebrate three saints who never got much recognition in this life, but who are now among those whose names are known by God in heaven:

John Early, my father-in-law, preached in little country churches, taught school, raised a family and loved the Lord.
Mrs. Dee Jones took me to camp–twice–taught me at church, invited us girls over to her house, invested time in a few girls in a Baptist church in West Texas. She, too, loved the Lord; that’s all.
Joanna Kirsten died before she was born. She never did anything to deserve praise nor condemnation. Yet I believe that she and I will meet someday in heaven, too. I believe the grace of God is wide enough and deep enough that her name, too, is written on His palm. (Isaiah 49:15-16)

Friday’s Center of the Blogosphere

Frivolous and fun:
Debra remembers The Waltons. Some of those old TV series were classics, and it’s fun to see them becoming available on DVD. What old TV series have you bought on DVD, and what would you like to see available?

The blogger at Seasonal Soundings was busy making earrings out of buttons this week. I’m craft-challenged and I don’t wear earrings, but I might be able to do this one for the urchins who do wear earrings. It sounds like fun.

Jared, King of the Thinklings, posts odds on various happenings in his center of the blogosphere. Cute. I’m sure he left me out because I’m too unpredictable for the gamblers in our midst.

Waterfall has Prufrock Thoughts and Mitty Moments and wonders if the rest of us do, too. I know I have frequent Prufrock Thoughts: “Do I dare disturb the universe?” And “So how should I presume?” Maybe what I have are Prufrock Questions. In fact, I’m thinking right now, “What if Waterfall (or someone else) should come along and say, ‘That is not it, at all. That is not what I meant at all.” How embarrassing.

Thoughtful and timely:
Great family Thanksgiving ideas at Mommy Life and Chief Executive Mom,

Amanda Witt of Wittingshire on the importance of symbols.

Catez at AllThings2All blogs about meeting the neighbors. I am, like she says she is, absolutely no good at this. I know most of my neighbors (casually) because we’ve lived here for twenty years, but meeting people is one of my worst skills. I say I’m interested in community, but when it comes down to brass tacks, I guess I’m more like Linus “I love mankind; it’s people I can’t stand.” Not really can’t stand, I just don’t want to risk the effort.

Ariel asks for specific, applicable ideas on how to add a small helping of humility to our lives. I’m working on it, but if anyone else wants to join in on the discussion in the meantime, go read Ariel’s post and the one that initiated the discussion.

Michael Spencer, iMonk, on the death of Pastor Kyle Lake of University Baptist Church in Waco, Texas last week. I’ve been praying for the family of Kyle Lake and for the students and others in Waco who are in mourning over his loss. I would imagine that Eldest Daughter has heard him preach when she visited UBC.

New and interesting blog I found this week:

My Year of Shakespeare: James Weber says, “I have always been aware that there was this dude named Shakespeare and that he influenced, well, everything. It seemed like a good time to read up on him and read what he wrote.” He’s planning to read all the plays this year—and live to blog about it.

To This Great Stage of Fools: Born November 4th

Augustus Montague Toplady, b. 1740. Toplady’s most famous hymn is Rock of Ages, Cleft For Me, but this one, A Debtor To Mercy Alone, is one we sing in my church frequently:

A debtor to mercy alone, of covenant mercy I sing;
Nor fear, with Thy righteousness on, my person and off’ring to bring.
The terrors of law and of God with me can have nothing to do;
My Savior’s obedience and blood hide all my transgressions from view.

The work which His goodness began, the arm of His strength will complete;
His promise is Yea and Amen, and never was forfeited yet.
Things future, nor things that are now, nor all things below or above,
Can make Him His purpose forgo, or sever my soul from His love.

My name from the palms of His hands eternity will not erase;
Impressed on His heart it remains, in marks of indelible grace.
Yes, I to the end shall endure, as sure as the earnest is giv’n;
More happy, but not more secure, the glorified spirits in Heav’n.

'John Wesley Monument, Reynolds Square, Savannah, GA' photo (c) 2005, Jon Worth - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/Toplady was a great opponent of the Wesleys, especially John Wesley, and he wrote many pamphlets and sermons in opposition to what he termed John Wesley’s “pernicious doctrines,” namely Arminianism. As Toplady was dying at age thirty-eight, he heard of rumors to the effect that he was sorry for the things he had said of John Wesley and wanted to apologize and beg Wesley’s forgiveness. Toplady got up almost literally from his deathbed in order to dispell those rumors and reaffirm his belief in Calvinism and his opposition to the Arminianism of John Wesley.

“It having been industriously circulated by some malicious and unprincipled persons that during my present long and severe illness I expressed a strong desire of seeing Mr. John Wesley before I die, and revoking some particulars relative to him which occur in my writings,- Now I do publicly and most solemnly aver That I have not nor ever had any such intention or desire; and that I most sincerely hope my last hours will be much better employed than in communing with such a man. So certain and satisfied am I of the truth of all that I have ever written, that were I now sitting up in my dying bed with a pen and ink in my hand, and all the religious and controversial writings I ever published, especially those relating to Mr. John Wesley and the Arminian controversy, whether respecting fact or doctrine, could be at once displayed to my view, I should not strike out a single line relative to him or them.”

We sing the hymn above by Toplady and this one by Charles Wesley both at my church. Are the three of them, John, Charles, and Augustus, in heaven amused at the proximity of their two hymns–which seem to my untutored brain to have much the same theme and theology?

Arise my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears:
Before the throne my surety stands,
Before the throne my surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.

He ever lives above, for me to intercede;
His all redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead:
His blood atoned for all our race,
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Five bleeding wounds He bears; received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers; they strongly plead for me:
“Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry,
“Forgive him, O forgive,” they cry,
“Nor let that ransomed sinner die!”

The Father hears Him pray, His dear anointed One;
He cannot turn away, the presence of His Son;
His Spirit answers to the blood,
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.

My God is reconciled; His pardoning voice I hear;
He owns me for His child; I can no longer fear:
With confidence I now draw nigh,
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And “Father, Abba, Father,” cry.

J.C. Ryle on Augustus Toplady
Toplady’s Letter to John Wesley

So today I’m thanking God for John Wesley, his brother Charles, and for Augustus Toplady, and I’m asking Him to have mercy on us all–Arminians, Calvinists, and Fence-Sitters, like me.

Sandwich Day

sandwichPhoto courtesy of flickr.com
John Montague, Fourth Earl of Sandwich, was born November 3, 1718 in London. He became England’s first Lord of the Admiralty and later Postmaster General. Captain James Cook named the Sandwich Islands for the Earl of Sandwich. He was also an inveterate gambler, and of course, the story is that he invented the sandwich while engaged in an extended gambling session that lasted over twenty-four hours. Not wanting to leave the game, he asked his servants for a meal he could eat conveniently without making a mess. He got The Sandwich.

The Sandwich Project A website with recipes for 2273 sandwiches (as of November, 2005). If you don’t find your favorite there, you can add it to the list.

A History of Sandwiches

Sandwich Lover’s Club Blog
I Love Sandwiches Blog

And if you really love sandwiches, this Cafe Press store has a whole line of merchandise for you.

So what’s your favorite sandwich?

Oh, Lord Open the King of England’s Eyes

“I perceived how that it was impossible to establish the lay people in any truth except the Scripture were plainly laid before their eyes in their mother tongue.”

My book, Wide as the Waters, continues on from Wycliffe to talk about WIliam Tyndale, who at the risk of his life translated the New Testament and parts of the Old Testament from Greek into English. Henry VIII, who still saw himself as the Defender of the Faith at the time, hounded Tyndale even in the Netherlands and Belgium where he had fled to work and to publish his translation of the Scriptures. He was captured by Henry’s hired agents in 1535, convicted of heresy, and on October 6, 1536 he was burned at the stake. “Before he lost consciousness, he cried with fervent zeal and a loud voice: “Lord, open the King of England’s eyes.'”

God answered his prayer in an odd way. By the time Tyndale died, Henry had already broken with the Roman Catholic church over its refusal to grant him a divorce from his first wife Catherine of Aragon. And Tyndale’s most prominent enemy, Sir Thomas More, was condemned for treason and beheaded by Henry in July, 1535 before Tyndale’s death the following year. Henry, although he condemned Tyndale’s translation as heretical, was already in the process of authorizing an official translation of the entire Bible into English. Henry’s translator, Miles Coverdale, was a former associate of Tyndale, and used Tyndale’s translation along with other sources to produce the first complete Bible ever printed in English. In April 1539 a revised version,the Great Bible, was published, and Henry soon issued a royal decree that:

1. The Lord’s Prayer and the Ten Commandments in English were to be taught sentence by sentence on Sundays and holy days throughout the year.
2. At least one sermon on the Gospel was to be preached every quarter.
3. Every parish church in England was to “set up in some convenient place” a copy of the English Bible accessible to all, “the very lively Word of God.”

Copies of the Great Bible were chained to the lecterns in the vestibules of churches throughout England, and crowds of people came to read the Bible in English. If Henry’s eyes weren’t opened, the eyes of many other Englishmen were.

So I’m thanking God today for the courage and scholarship of William Tyndale, the work of Miles Coverdale, and the edicts of Henry VIII, who was used of God whether he knew it or not.

(Information from Wide as the Waters: The Story of the English Bible and the Revolution It Inspired by Benson Bobrick.)

What saints who have contributed our Christian heritage do you want to thank God for this month? I’m open to suggestions, and I’ll see about writing a tribute to whomever you suggest.