Atop another slide

Elisabeth found a new slide, and tested it out with Penny on her lap.

Everlasting Life

43. What did God do to save his people from his anger and
punishment?
He sent his Son so that whoever believes in him would not perish but have
everlasting life.

Last night when we were practicing this question from the catechism, Elisabeth turned to me quizzically and said, "Cereal?" At first I was just as puzzled by her question as she was by the catechism. Then I realized the connection. "No, sweetie, not Life Cereal, but living forever with Jesus."

The loss to be desired

I know in the contemplation of [the glory of Christ] , it will quickly overwhelm our reason, and bring our understanding into a loss: but to this loss do I desire to be brought every day; for when faith can no more act itself in comprehension, when it finds the object it is fixed on too great and glorious to be brought into our minds and capacities, it will issue (as we have said before) in holy admiration, humble adoration, and joyful thanksgiving. In and by its acting in them it fills the soul with 'joy unspeakable and full of glory' (1 Pet. 1:8). (Owen, John. "The Glory of Christ." Glasgow: Christian Heritage. 2004. p106)

It is striking to me that in loving God with all his mind, Owen is vividly aware that the glory of Christ is so far greater than reason can comprehend that we will be drawn into awe-filled worship.

On the slides

I'm trying out posting multiple pictures in one post with the new "stretch" template to see how it appears on screen. Elisabeth found a super (tall) slide, and went up and down numerous times yesterday.

Blogging in the Park

Today I tried something new: blogging in the park. I recently got a new laptop and decided to bring it with me today, should Elisabeth fall asleep in the stroller on our outing to a new park, and a museum. She did in fact fall asleep (within steps from our home) so I walked to the park, found a wireless network, and was able to work (and blog) for about two solid hours! Praise God for the potential of being able to use naptimes in the park!

I forgive you

I feel passionately about the words, "I forgive you." Not surprisingly, one of the things I do frequently as a parent is to correct Elisabeth. When I do, I require her to say, "I'm sorry, Daddy, for _____," so that she connects her repentance with a particular action. Every time I respond, "I forgive you," (and I often make her look me in the eye when I say it).

Why do I care? The common replies, "It's OK," or "Don't worry about it," minimize the offense if they acknowledge it at all. "I forgive you" recognizes the offense, and puts it forever in the category of yielded to the merciful God. I want Elisabeth to know clearly that an offense has been committed, that we both know it, and that before God I have truly forgiven her. In so doing, she learns the reality of sin, and of forgiveness - and sees modeled (many times per day) the way that we live in the light.

Artist in Action

I am amazed at how Elisabeth is learning the rules of water colors. She has learned to soften the paints by putting a drop of clean water on each color when she begins. She knows that she has to rinse the brush between colors, and she has even mastered wiping the brush in the rim of the glass (to squeeze out the excess water) in a way that doesn't flick painty water across the room! It is a great reminder to me that kids learn to do as they are taught. If I take the time to teach her the rules of painting, she learns; if I don't, she learns that she can do it however she likes (and make a mess). Either way, I am the teacher.

Changes coming

Blogger has just made some improvements that you'll begin to see soon. One improvement is adding Labels so I can categorize the posts. You'll see Quotables, Elisabethisms, Recipes, Parenting, etc. I think that will be a big improvement.

They have also added a layer of privacy, which I wanted. So if you are a regular (or even occasional) reader, send me an email (leavened@gmail.com) and I'll add you to the invite list so that when I switch over to the service that offers more privacy, you'll get an email inviting you to register so that you can continue reading as you did formerly.

And finally, I'm going to toy with some template changes to make the blog easier to navigate - so you can let me know whether you like it or not.

Painting

Elisabeth has been loving her paint set from uncle Roger & auntie Haley. We're painting almost daily now!

In the park with Auntie Megan

Elisabeth enjoyed the sun with Auntie Megan on a beautiful Sunday afternoon.

Church identity

[The Church] derives its character not from its membership but from its Head, not from those who join it but from Him who calls it into being. (Weston, Paul. "Lesslie Newbigin: Missionary Theologian." Grand Rapids, MI: Eerdmans. 2006 p127)

I find Newbigin so refreshing in helping me to think about how to be the church. Everything draws the distinctives away from ourselves to the One who calls us into fellowship with Himself through His Son.

What's cooking?

We love to cook, and I've thought about trying to integrate that into this blog, to share some of the good recipes we've found. One of the (many) weaknesses of Blogger is that you can't easily tag your posts or categorize them. If they did, I would have a Recipe tag.

So, notwithstanding Blogger, I'm going to share some fun ones that we've found recently.

Yesterday we made a big batch of basil pesto that we put on green beans last night and tonight we used the pesto to make chicken fettucine with pesto cream sauce, which I highly recommend. It was very easy (since we made the pesto yesterday) and full of flavor.

Quiet time

In the last couple of weeks we have transitioned from "nap time" to "quiet time." Elisabeth often would not go to sleep during her nap time, and so it became something of a struggle. So we decided that she needed the quiet rest time, even if that didn't include a nap (although hopefully it does). So far I'd say she naps about 30% of the time, and the rest she plays in her bed (and is still learning that she has to stay in bed the whole time).

Right now she's sleeping (hooray!) which has enabled me to begin to catch up on many things that have fallen behind in the absence of her sleep.

Martyn Lloyd-Jones

Recently I listened to John Piper's mini-bio on Martyn Lloyd-Jones. I highly recommend it as a call to prayer for revival. However, perhaps I appreciated most that Piper avoided hagiography by giving a critique of Lloyd-Jones' practice by applying his own principles. It was especially helpful because it was a reminder that right words must be followed by right action. As such, it was an encouragement to seek, trust and wait on Christ perseveringly.

Help with her hair

When Mommy needs to do her hair, she has a ready helper!

Busy week

I've been a little light on posting this week due to being very busy. Parts of three days and all of one evening I was learning how to lay hardwood with a friend from church who was redoing our nursery floor. He did an outstanding job, and I learned a lot in the process.

How does a stay-at-home dad refloor a nursery? Great friends! Auntie Millie took Elisabeth to the park one day while I worked, and Auntie Megan played with her another. What a treat for Elisabeth!

Writing should pick up in the next few days . . .

Who we are

The Church is the pilgrim people of God. It is on the move - hastening to the ends of the earth to beseech all men to be reconciled to God, and hastening ot the end of time to meet its Lord who will gather all into one. (Weston, Paul. "Lesslie Newbigin: Missionary Theologian." Grand Rapids, MI: Eerdmans. 2006 p126)

What a needed reminder of our fundamental identity.

Mommy is the cutest . . .

Elisabeth today changed her tune. Now she says:

"Mommy is the cutest, and Daddy is the biggest."

What is this church for?

The relation between the Church in a 'place' and the secular reality of that 'place' is intrinsic, not exrinsic. It is not just that it happens to be located in that spot on the map. It is the Chruch of God for that place, and that is bcause the Church does not exist for itself, but for God, and for the world which Jesus came to save.

[Newbigin asked a group of elders] "What is this church for?" There was, of course, a long and embarassed silence and then I received the answer, "It caters to the needs its members." "Then," I said, "it should be dissolved." The Church does not exist for its members. (Weston, Paul. "Lesslie Newbigin: Missionary Theologian." Grand Rapids, MI: Eerdmans. 2006 p133)

O how important it is for children to learn this while they are yet children!

Blowing Bubbles

Today we had fun blowing bubbles at the park!

Little things matter

One who is faithful in a very little is also faithful in much, and one who is dishonest in a very little is also dishonest in much. (Luke 16:10)

Little things are the indicators of bigger things. Will I use software I haven't paid for? Or music that I haven't purchased?

In all these things, our kids will see either God-wrought faithfulness, or human hypocrisy.

Grace is a necessary preparation for glory

No man shall ever behold the glory of Christ by sight hereafter, who does not in some measure behold it by faith here in this world. Grace is a necessary preparation for glory, and faith for sight. Where the subject (the soul) is not previously seasoned with grace and faith, it is not capable of glory or vision. Nay, persons not disposed hereby to it cannot desire it, whatever they pretend; they only deceive their own souls in supposing that so they do. (Owen, John. "The Glory of Christ." Glasgow: Christian Heritage. 2004. p45)

Can we sit on the bench and have a chat?

Tonight Rebecca took Elisabeth to the playground. In the midst of playing, Elisabeth said to Rebecca,

"Can we sit on the bench and have a chat?"

Rebecca replied, "Sure." They sat down together on the bench and Rebecca asked Elisabeth, "What do you want to chat about?" Elisabeth responded, "Let's play I spy."

I guess that qualifies as a kind of chat.

Changchun, China

Elisabeth can find Changchun with one eye closed!

 

Needle touched by a loadstone

One of the pleasures of being a father is getting to sit in the park and read John Owen while Elisabeth snoozes in the stroller. Two days ago, I got to sit with Owen for about an hour and a half, so you can expect to see a lot of quotes in the days to come. This one, reminiscent of Augustine, captures the heart of the gospel:

The hearts of believers are like the needle touched by the loadstone, which cannot rest until it comes to the point to which, by the secret virtue of it, it is directed. For being once touched by the love of Christ, receiving in that an impression of secret ineffable virtue, they will ever be in motion, and restless, until they come to him, and behold his glory. (Owen, John. "The Glory of Christ." Glasgow: Christian Heritage. 2004. p42)

We have a big toilet!

Last night on our family walk we stopped to get some toilet paper. As we compared prices and qualities, Elisabeth picked up a four roll package. I found a twelve roll package that I planned to buy. I explained to Elisabeth that she could carry the larger package, and I would put the smaller one back. As we walked to the register, she exclaimed,

"We have a big toilet!"

eliciting at least one laugh from someone other than her parents.

Belief owing to education

By reasonable conviction, I mean, a conviction founded on real evidence, or upon that which is a good reason, or just ground of conviction. Men may have a strong persuasion that the Christian religion is true, when their persuasion is not at all built on evidence, but altogether on education, and the opinions of others; as many Mahometans are strongly persuaded of the truth of the Mahometan religion, because their fathers, and neighbors and nation believe it. That belief of the truth of the Christian religion, which is built on the very same grounds with a Mahometan's belief of the Mahometan religion, is the same sort of belief. And though the thing believed happens to be better, yet that does not make the belief itself to be of a better sort; for though the thing believed happens to be true, yet the belief of it is not owing to this truth, but to education. So that the conviction is no better than the Mahometan's conviction; so the affections that flow from it, are no better in themselves, than the religious affections of the Mahometans.
[Jonathan Edwards, Religions Affections, in The Works of Jonathan Edwards, ed. John. E. Smith, vol. 2 (New Haven, Conn.: Yale University Press, 1959), 295. cited in John Piper, God is the Gospel (Wheaton, Il.: Crossway Books, 2005), 82.]

I can't express how often I think of this selection from Edwards' Religious Affections in reference to raising children. How easily we take belief owing to education as Spirit-wrought, when it is no different in nature from the way children are raised in Islam. O Lord, grant our kids true knowledge of you.

Where do you get your cuteness?

Today Rebecca said to Elisabeth, "You're so cute! Do you get your cuteness from your Daddy?"

Elisabeth replied,

"No! From uncle Roger!"

I seem to have lost my Dora treats

Elisabeth never ceases to amaze me with her manners of speech.

Somehow at church today her 'Dora treats' (fun fruits with Dora merchandizing) got lost (or eaten?) in the nursery. So as we left church, Elisabeth told everyone she passed,

"I seem to have lost my Dora treats."

Yes, those were her exact words.

Restoring the Throne

Cotton Mather, who ministered in New England three hundred years ago, said, "The great design and intention of the office of a Christian preacher [is] to restore the throne and dominion of God in the souls of men." (Piper, John. "The Supremacy of God in Preaching." Grand Rapids, MI: Baker Books. 2004. p25)

That is to say, the role of a preacher is to proclaim the Kingdom of God, for the glory of the King and the good of His subjects.

Mommy is the cutest

Yesterday Elisabeth said something that caught us by surprise, and then she repeated it again tonight (making clear that she really believes it!) She said,

"Mommy is the cutest and you [Daddy] are not."

Low points for tact, but I happen to agree!

Little Cyclist

Remember when she was this little? 

How Elisabeth gets her hair wet 

Beating the heat 

Elisabeth has a new bear

Elisabeth was given a beautiful new bear on vacation, but we haven't yet settled on a name. Any suggestions? 

Parenting and the need for new life

This should teach us the much-needed lesson that no outward instruction, not even by Christ Himself; no argument, however convincing; no sense of the beauty of humility, however deep; no personal resolve or effort, however sincere and earnest - none of these can cast out the devil of pride. We must come to know that when Satan casts out Satan, it is only to enter afresh in a mightier though more-hidden power. Nothing can avail but this: that the new nature in its divine humility be revealed in power to take the place of the old, to become as truly our very nature as the former ever was. (Murray, Andrew. "Humility: The Beauty of Holiness." Fort Washington, PA: CLC Publications. 1997. p4)

Murray is not new or unique in his emphasis on the new birth. Yet it is so refreshing in our day to hear someone who so clearly trumpets our desperate need for Christ to live in us - not for us to live for Christ. (Incidentally, I've never encountered a more helpful exposition of Satan casting out Satan.)

I see this as deeply connected to parenting. If we believe, practice and teach this, we will not depend on our clever methods to raise God-loving children. We will humbly cry to Christ to live in us before our kids that they may see Him in us; and we will cry to Him for them, that He would live in them in power in the same way to kindle in them love for God.

Why do you want forgiveness?

If you want forgiveness for the sake of savoring the creation, then the Creator is not honored and you are not saved. Forgiveness is precious for one final reason: It enables you to enjoy fellowship with God. If you don't want forgiveness for that reason, you won't have it at all. God will not be used as a currency for the purchase of idols (Piper, John. Pierced by the Word. Multnomah: Sisters, Oregon. 2003. p18)

Any parent can see that this is not merely heady theology. If a son says to his parents, "I'm sorry, will you forgive me?" so that he can take the car out again on Friday night, and not in order to have a restored relationship with Mom and Dad, it is not forgiveness that he seeks but license to do what he wishes.

A new favorite activity . . . with beloved aunt and uncle 

The lowest place

Murray has one of the clearest articulations of the glory of humilty I have encountered. Here is one small glimpse:

Just as water ever seeks and fills the lowest place, so the moment God finds the creature abased and empty will His glory and power flow in to exalt and to bless. (Murray, Andrew. "Humility: The Beauty of Holiness." Fort Washington, PA: CLC Publications. 1997. p36)

The aim of true preaching

In preparation to preach, I picked up my brother's copy of The Supremacy of God in Preaching, and came across these wise words:

The Scottish reacher James Stewart put it like this: the aims of all genuine preaching are "to quicken the consience by the holiness of God, to feed the mind with the truth of God, to purge the imagination by the beauty of God, to open the heart to the love of God, to devote the will to the purpose of God." (Piper, John. "The Supremacy of God in Preaching." Grand Rapids, MI: Baker Books. 2004. p 23)

May God do all these things in and through me.

In the beginning . . .

Elisabeth just picked up her children's Bible, and began 'reading' aloud:

In the beginning, everything went bonk.

Fun in the Sprinkler

Elisabeth took advantage of the sprinkler in today's heat. She played in the water, but won't run through it yet.

Cake

Last night we had one of those moments that we had to stiffle overwhelming laughter as we were doing Elisabeth's questions. I read Elisabeth Question 41 of the catechism, which asks,

What does every sin deserve?

She replied,

"Cake."

I did my best to explain that sin deserves wrath, not cake, [while not roaring with laughter] in a way that a 2 1/2 year old might understand.

Blackout shades

Yesterday I installed blackout shades in Elisabeth's bedroom window. I had noticed that increasing daylight in the mornings (which comes ever earlier during the summer) had begun to wake her before she was ready. Hopefully better regulated light will enable her to nap better in the afternoons, and sleep more naturally at night.

Return to Routine

After over two weeks of travel, we are finally home. Many of Elisabeth's routines were suspended during our travel time, and so our return brings the opportunity for return to routine.

Last night, we began the process of learning to go to sleep alone in her own bed. We put her down at about 8:30, and somewhere around 9:30 she dropped off to sleep . . . but she did it by herself, which she hasn't done for two weeks.

And she's still asleep now, nearly 11 hours later, which she also hasn't done in the last two weeks. I think return to routine may be just what the doctor ordered.

Fun times with Katelyn

Jump Up!

Jump up!

She eats it like candy!

Elisabeth loves green beans. So I often bring them with us when we go for a walk, so that she has a healthy snack. On one occasion we were on our way to the park, and she was muching on her green beans. En route, we passed a day care group, also making their way to the park. One of the care-givers saw Elisabeth munching on green beans and exclaimed,

She eats it like candy!

Because she is better than you

Elisabeth was playing with aunt Haley and talking about aunt Kate. Haley asked Elisabeth why she likes Aunt Kate so much. Elisabeth responded:

"Because she is better than you."

We're pretty sure she didn't mean it that way . . .

No, this nose

Elisabeth, as she was running through the doorway, tripped and fell. She was startled and began crying. Rebecca asked her, "Did you hit the boo-boo on your knee?" Elisabeth touched her nose and replied,

"No, this nose!"

Flower Girl

Elisabeth had her first outing as a flower girl last weekend.

Beginning phonics

For some time Elisabeth has been working on letter-sound associations. Now she has most of them down, most of the time. (Quite curiously, in the process of learning the letter sounds, she started to forget some of the letter names and would only associate the sound with the character. So we've been working on linking all three together: character, letter name, and sound.)

Two days ago, Elisabeth surprised us. She had been using Starfall to explore onset blends (sh, ch, th, etc.) On the sreen was the word, "shop." She pointed to the word and distinctly said the sounds for short o, and p in succession! To this point she has shown mere letter-sound assocation. This was the first sign that she has shown of being aware of how sounds go together to make words.

What a delight to see her take this step!

Daddy, can you please go away?

About a month and a half ago, Elisabeth began a new pattern of speech. If I told her not to do something, she would sit (for example) by the thing that I told her not to touch, and say, "Daddy, can you please go away?"

Yesterday she was playing with some adult friends as I talked with them. Elisabeth turned to me and said, "Daddy, can you go away so we can have fun?"

At least this time she wasn't planning something disobedient . . .

On the Road

I'm going to be traveling for about two weeks, and don't know what kind of internet connectivity I'll have, so posting may be sparse (or non-existent, if I don't have internet access). Hopefully, however, I'll be able to post some pictures as we go, and some Elisabethisms.

I can dip just one finger

I can dip just one finger

Pushing Penny's Stroller

Elisabeth loves to push "Penny's stroller" through the park.

Teaching kids to sing, or to worship?

Over the past week I have been teaching in a Vacation Bible School. Amidst many positive experiences, it has also put me to wondering:

Do we teach kids to worship, or do we simply teach them to sing? My own experience growing up (and what I have observed this week) is that we sing fun songs with lots of motions. But if I was asked to describe it as singing or worship, I would have to call it singing.

My point is not to criticize, but to say that if my experiences are representative, it is wise for us to consider how we teach children to worship, and not merely to sing.

So I turn the question to you: How do you teach children to worship (in song)?

Resting

Running around makes me tired!

You know we never used flattery

You know we never used flattery. . . (1 Thessalonians 2:5)

Is this how we proclaim the gospel, without flattery? Or do we proclaim a gospel that is flattering to our flesh? Can we say that we are those approved by God to be entrusted with the gospel? Can it be truly said that we are not looking for praise from people?

Could it be that we are so blind to our flesh and so insensitive to the Spirit that we attempt to do God's work in human ways totally unaware? I fear that we have come to such a place in the history of the church precisely because of our failure to love God supremely.

Proclamation, not Politics

I have a deep interest in the life of the black church in the United States. So I'm not sure I would have given this post the same title as the author, but his direction for the future of the black church in this country is clear, powerful and helpful in the deepest sense.

Thabiti Anyabwile surveys the history of the black church in this country and concludes:

Consequently, today's Black church may in many ways be weaker than the church in 1830!

His call is clarion:

The African-American church is in desperate need of biblically-qualified, gospel-preaching, Christ-treasuring, church-loving, evangelistic, intellectually-rigorous men to lead her, protect her, sacrifice for her, serve her, reform and strengthen her. We can not withstand another generation of Sharpton and Jackson-like preachers who give more attention to politics (liberal or conservative) than they give to feeding the Lord's sheep and watching over the flock of God entrusted to their care.

(HT: Justin Taylor)

Christ defines love

Today I was talking with someone about the challenges of addressing homosexuality - not as an abstract idea, but with friends of mine who are gay and professing Christians. How do you get the courage to have those conversatoins? The person with whom I was talking asked me very directly how I deal with it. My answer came directly from Dietrich Bonhoeffer, because I think he articulates it (though not with regard to homosexuality in particular) far better than I can:

What love is, only Christ tells in his Word. Contrary to all my own opinions and convictions, Jesus Christ will tell me what love toward the brethren really is. Therefore, spiritual love is bound solely to the Word of Jesus Christ. Where Christ bids me to maintain fellowship for love's sake, I will maintain it. Where his truth enjoins me to dissolve a fellowship for love's sake, there I will dissolve it, despite all the protests of my human love. Because spiritual love does not desire but rather serves, it loves an enemy as a brother. It originates neither in the brother nor in the enemy but in Christ and his Word. Human love can never understand spiritual love, for spiritual love is from above; it is something completely strange, new and incomprehensible to all earthly love. (Bonhoeffer, Dietrich. "Life Together." Harper Collins: San Francisco, CA.1954 p 35)

But I did that a couple days ago

This morning Rebecca encouraged Elisabeth to use the potty before she left a friend's house to walk home. Elisabeth replied plaintively,

But I did that a couple days ago!

Walk softerly

Today as we were walking away from the playground, Elisabeth said to me,

Please walk softerly!

I've learned that means slowly.

Pink Hat

just hanging around

NoCO2 coffee

For several years now I have purchased coffee (almost exclusively) from Dean's Beans, an organic fair trade supplier. The coffee is great, the prices are good, and they are both environmentally and socially active (not merely conscious).

I just got an email from them announcing a new initiative to be a carbon neutral company. I think it is a brilliant concept from a great company.

I want to stay!

I took this shot of Elisabeth perched in the hole of a tree trunk that separates and then rejoins. When I had snapped several pictures, I reached to get her out, to which she responded, "I want to stay!" I guess it was a comfortable tree seat.

Eating toothpaste

Yesterday I was cleaning up the kitchen and noticed and unusual silence. I peeked around the corner to find Elisabeth in the bathroom eating toothpaste. Her method was to force her little fingers down into the tube, pull them out and like them clean. Yuck! (Although apprently she didn't think so . . .)

Impatiens

Today Elisabeth and I visited the botanic gardens. Among the many flowers we saw were two beautiful beds of impatiens (which I had previously thought were impatients). Elisabeth asked what they were, and I read the sign: impatiens. Right away she burst into song:

Have patience, have patience
don't be in such a hurry!
When you get impatient
it only makes you worry . . .

Clearly in her mind she spelled it the way I did before today.

DuraBib

I have for some time intended to post on DuraBib. I am all about high quality baby/toddler products, and this one is at the top of my list. It is made off a washable vinyl material that snaps to form a food/drink catching compartment (big enough to catch and contain at least one cup of liquid). It unsnaps flat so that you can wipe all the mess that falls in there straight into the trash. It is super flexible, so it can be easily folded and tucked into a diaper bag.

We went through a lot of mediocre bibs before the DuraBib. We haven't bought another since - and won't until Elisabeth is no longer in bibs.

Lemonade map

Over the course of the past few weeks, Elisabeth has banged up the bottom of the world map in her room. It is within range of her feet when she is lying on her bed, and somehow those little toes tend to mangle the paper. When it fell down (due at least in part to being much touched by little toes), I told her that I would have to replace it with a laminated map. Since that time has been asking,

When are we going to get a lemonade map to find Afghanistan?

End of the Spear

This week I watched the End of the Spear, a movie dramatizing the life of Nate Saint (as if his life needed dramatization). As a father, there were several poignant moments for me as I repeatedly wept during the film. One came when Steve Saint (Nate's dad) is leaving his family to try to establish contact with a murderous tribe in the Amazon in order to bring them the good news of Christ. Young Nate asks, "Will you shoot them if they attack you?" to which his father responds to this effect:

"I can't shoot them. We're ready to die and go to heaven, but they're not ready yet."

It came clear to me in a new way the radical way these five young men trusted Christ, and how His good news had permeated their hearts. They trusted Him to save them, not from death, but through death, and to save those who would kill them. Not only that, but they trusted Him more than themselves to care for their wives and children.

As we think about urban and international work, it is a reminder to me of the way that we are to live here. We are sent with the same good news for lost and hostile people just as much here as in the jungles of the Amazon. Christ is just as worthy of our trust now as He was to those five young men. And He didn't spare their lives; He took their lives for His glory. Our trust is not that He will spare us, but that He will bring us through death to Himself, and use us to draw others to Him.

Preaching as a sinner, to sinners

I have been praying for anointing in my life, and in the opportunity to preach. In praying, I recalled this experience of Martyn Lloyd-Jones that encouraged me in the way of humble, bold proclamation:

I shall never forget preaching some twenty-seven years ago to a college chapel in the University of Oxford on a Sunday morning. I had preached in exactly the same way as I would have preached anywhere else. The moment the service had finished, and before I had scarcely had time to get down from the pulpit, the wife of the Principal came rushing up to me and said, 'Do you know, this was the most remarkable thing I have known in this chapel.' I said, 'What do you mean?' 'Well,' she said, 'do you know that you are literally the first man I have ever heard in this chapel who has preached to us as if we were sinners.' She added, 'All the preachers who come here, because it is a college chapel in Oxford, have obviously been taking exceptional pains to prepared learned, intellectual sermons, thinking we are all great intellects. To start with, the poor fellows often show that they do not have too much intellect themselves, but have obviously been straining in an attempt to produce the last ounce of learning and culture, and the result is that we go away absolutely unfed and unmoved. We have listened to these essays, and our souls are left dry. They do not seem to understand that though we live in Oxford, we are nevertheless sinners.' (Lloyd Jones, Martyn. "Preaching & Preachers." Zondervan: Grand Rapids, MI. 1971 p126)

O to preach as a sinner, to sinners, without any pretense of my - or their - not being in desperate need of a great Savior!

I'm Gladys!

"He's found me and He's saved me
I'm Gladys" [our neighbor's first name]

Elisabeth sang these words this morning from a poem that actually goes like this:

He's found me and He's saved me
I'm as glad as I can be.

Smiles

Elisabeth with Aunt Sandy

Upright and Humble

This weekend at dinner I asked my extended my family this question:

How do you raise kids to walk uprightly AND not look down on those who don't?

I'm soliciting more input . . .

The Return of the King

'You will be incomplete Christians if you do not look for the coming again of the Lord Jesus.' (Robertson, David. "Awakening: The Life and Ministry of Robert Murray McCheyne." Denmark: Paternoster. 2004. p28)

I have observed a great many Christians who do not look for the return of the King. They are concerned with the affairs of the church, raising a good family, and even personal piety, but not the immanent return of the King.

Unless we look for the coming again of the Lord Jesus, and teach our children to do likewise, how can we possibly fulfill God's purposes for us in history?

Why aren't you angry?

In Humility, Mahaney relates the story of his brother-in-law, Dave, who had an aggressive brain tumor.

On one occasion, a relative of Dave [who had an aggresssive brain tumor] was visiting, a man who was not a Christian. As he watched Sharon [Dave's wife] caring for Dave and thought about Dave's relative youth and the children he would leave behind, anger seemed to well up from within him - anger directed at the God whom Dave and Sharon were professing to believe in.
He asked Sharon, "Why aren't you angry?"
She turned to him and answered with the truth of the gospel: "Dave deserved hell for his sins, just like you and me, and yet God, in His mercy, forgave him because of the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. David is going to heaven," she said. "How could I be angry at God for taking him to heaven?" (Mahaney, C.J. "Humility: True Greatness." Sisters, Oregon: Multnomah. 2005. p150-1)

How quickly a true view of things gives us reason for worship rather than grumbling!

After-church conversation

C.J. Mahaney, in Humility, offers this wise counsel on how to celebrate, demonstrate and cultivate humility in after-church conversation:

After the church service, talk together aobut the examples of greatness you've seen. That's a good topic for Sunday mealtime conversation - much better than subtle put-downs of the style and substance of the sermon or the worship songs, or critiques of the appearance or behavior of the people who were there. (Mahaney, C.J. "Humility: True Greatness." Sisters, Oregon: Multnomah. 2005. p163)

Petals

Practicing to be a flower girl (in less than 2 weeks!)

Paddling

Elisabeth is learning to swim!

Big Thoughts for Little Thinkers

I came across a recommendation for Big Thoughts for Little Thinkers on Between Two Worlds, which includes a link to an interview with the author.

Any input for me before I buy?

Trampoline

On a trampoline

Glory and Death

And this is the advantage we may have in the discharge of this duty [the contemplation of the glory of Christ] with respect to death itself: it is the assiduous contemplation of the glory of Christ that will carry us cheerfully and comfortably into it, and through it. (Owen, John. "The Glory of Christ." Glasgow: Christian Heritage. 2004. p31)

One cannot read John Owen without seeing how clearly he connects the contemplation of the glory of Christ and preparing to die. Owen lived in a time of high infant mortality, epidemics, and instability. He knew the impending reality of death - and he teaches us (who expect to live beyond 80) how to prepare for what could come at any moment.

Disconnected

We've been up at my in-laws for the weekend, which has meant a haitus in posting (with the exception of this post, which I'm writing from my mother-in-law's office.) They have a cable connection, but an old Mac that runs OS9.1 (that's like a commodore . . .) which doesn't support Firefox at all, nor any recent version of Netscape or Internet Explorer. So I can't check email, can't post on the blog - and even cell phone reception is patchy! So in two more days, much of what I've been writing on my Palm will migrate onto Till it was All Leavened. Stay tuned . . .