Monday, February 28, 2011
I have noticed these last few years that I tend to repeat myself, especially within a conversation. I don't know why, it's as aggravating and embarrassing as it can be, but I don't seem to be aware enough to stop it.
Maybe it's too many episodes of Winnie the Pooh or Dora the Explorer. Maybe it's reading the Bible too much (just read through Genesis, and see what I mean!). Maybe it's just being a mom. : P I dunno.
All I know is that sometimes when I think back over a conversation, I become acutely aware of how I sound after the fact. It's like my mind is stuck on a point, and not necessarily an important point, and I don't get past it until I'm finished. Sometimes it's only later that I realize that I've "harped" or "parroted" so much on my particular point that I have forgotten to say something else that might've contributed to a good conversation.
Sometimes this shows up in my writing, too. However, the blessed thing about writing is that I can edit it before sending it off to wherever it needs to go.
Needless to say, speaking is NOT one of my favorite things to do in life. Well, guess what? While I have a mouth that can speak, I need to do so.
Thankfully, my friends don't seem to mind this trait about me. I don't know if I've always had it or if I've only just become aware of it. I think sometimes my bosses get a little annoyed with me, but they've not said anything to me.
I don't know what my ultimate purpose in life is supposed to be just yet. I've been told quite a few times I'd make a good teacher. A teacher DOES need to repeat herself from time to time. Then again, I keep thinking about how God has designed each of us with special traits and unique features that fulfill a specific job like NO ONE ELSE CAN. I know I need to find that purpose. Maybe finding it is not the objective, but to act upon that objective when I discover it.
I've noticed these last few years that I tend to repeat myself, especially within a conversation.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Mary had a little lamb.....Mary and lamb, outside the nursery rhyme, have something in common: Jesus.
Jesus is ultimately the Lamb of God, and a Mary was chosen to give birth to Him.
Whose fleece was white as snow.....Jesus, as the Lamb of God, was as pure as snow, sinless.
And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go.....Jesus, for the most part, obeyed his mother (and father) growing up.
It followed her to school one day, which was against the rules.....it was unusual for the students to be the teacher, but Jesus spoke with such amazing authority about the Scriptures, and then Jesus read the scrolls to them He told them the Scriptures had been fulfilled that day. This was initially met with wonder and amazement; after a while this caused some religious leaders to attempt to kill Him.
It made the children laugh and play.....Jesus loved children, and the children loved Him.
And so the teacher turned it out.....to a Christian, this is a sad commentary of the world today. Jesus is not welcome in school or social life today, but neither was He welcomed in his own land among his own people then. Pharisees threw Him out of the temple with false accusations. What people DID receive Him, however, He gave them eternal life.
But still it lingered near.....Jesus has never left us, even when we leave Him. He still loves us!
And waited patiently about.....God wants none of us to perish. He is patient and long-suffering for us to come or recommit our lives back to Him. He loves us, even while we were yet sinners!
Til Mary did appear.....Mary His mother and Mary Magdalene (another prominent Mary spoken of in the Gospels) were regularly attentive to Jesus. Jesus will appear again for His bride, the church. We, as members of Christ, should be practicing the Great Commission until Jesus deems us ready to "appear" before the ceremony of the wedding supper.
Why does the lamb love Mary so.....God is Love. God the Father and God the Son are One. God loves all of us.
The eager children cry.....the multitudes were full of questions and curiosity about who Jesus was and what He taught.
Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know.....a mother's love never dies. Mary Magdalene experienced salvation and expressed her love anointing him with the expensive oil.
The teacher did reply.....I am the Good Shepherd; I know my sheep, and my sheep know me.
Obviously I could've taken many different biblical angles to express this. These are just off the top of my head. I haven't taken the time to note the Scriptural applications I've made. It's entirely possible that I've made an observation that doesn't exactly make sense with someone else, but these are my current musings about a nursery rhyme that's over 180 years old.
Here is the original rhyme:
Mary had a little lamb,
little lamb, little lamb,
Mary had a little lamb
whose fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went,
And everywhere that Mary went
the lamb was sure to go.
It followed her to school one day,
school one day, school one day,
It followed her to school one day
which was against the rules.
It made the children laugh and play,
laugh and play, laugh and play,
It made the children laugh and play
to see a lamb at school.
And so the teacher turned it out,
turned it out, turned it out.
And so the teacher turned it out
but still it lingered near.
And waited patiently about,
patiently about, patiently about.
And waited patiently about
til Mary did appear.
"Why does the lamb love Mary so,
Mary so, Mary so,
Why does the lamb love Mary so?"
The eager children cried.
"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,
lamb you know, lamb you know.
Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know."
The teacher did reply.
There have been many applications of this poem for many years. I know I'm not doing anything original, not by any means. :) I just thought I'd say what was on my mind about Mary and her little lamb, Estelle's Version. :)
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Not to say that the above are not nice treats to have on an appointed day...not at all, but why keep these things on Valentine's Day? Why make such a to-do on ONE specified day of the year? The Bible tells us that some of us will esteem one day more than another, while the others will esteem one day the same as the next. I admit I do a little of both. Mine just don't always fall onto the calendar-esteemed obligations of the days.
Last year, my church's yearly focus was on God's Extreme Love that He has for us. The focus passage came from 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 with the supplemental verse of John 15:13-15, more specifically verse 13:
God exemplified Love because God IS love. He is aMAZing Love. He is amazing Love that WE can not only HAVE but BE when we are His and He is our friend. Love is indeed a universal language most of us understand, know, and can share.
Love should be on the forefront of our being. The Bible tells us to think on things that are true, honest, just, pure, lovely, of good report, of virtue, and worthy of any praise~~Philippians 4:8-9.
Love does not require time. Love does not require space. Love does not require matter. There is no limit to Love and there is no restriction against Love. Love not only makes the world go 'round but it also harmonizes the world. Love seeks peace. Love seeks to build up other people. Love sees the best in every thing and every one. Love forgives where pain exists. Love is so patient, gentle and encouraging. Love brings with it traits desired by people from all walks of life and from any era known to man. Love is eternal.
Traditionally, Valentine's Day is literally celebrated only one day of the year. It is reportedly a specialized day to express Love to each other. However, eternal love needs to be celebrated every single day of our lives. Love makes us faithful. Jesus Christ is my Ultimate Best Friend Forever. He loves me so much that He had already called me friend when He died in my sins, was buried in my sorrows, and rose again to let me live eternally in love with Him.
Love...so amazing...so universal...so eternal...and so priceless.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
For both boys, I have written down a lot of their mispronounciations (with translations). T13 is not too interested in how he learned to talk as a youngster. However, J8 constantly asks me how he said _________ "when I was a baby"...never mind that he didn't talk until he was almost 3 years old and that some of his mispronounciations happened when he was 5 or 6. He gets the cutest missing-two-front-teeth grin on his face and asks me to say it again. :) Then he'll say it for a little bit, then he'll ask me, "Did I really say it like that??" Yes, Sweetpea, you did. :)
Y'know, with Valentine's Day arriving in just a few days, I think I just might surprise the little fella with some heart-shaped ginner'nap cookies. You know I'll be smilin' while I bake them, too. There's nothing quite like momma memories of little folks. :)