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What I Really Want for My Birthday

2008-08-19T13:07:00.002-04:00

"Hell Kitten AR-15 - evil black rifle meets cute and cuddly"

(HT Mark)

Mortification Allayed

2008-08-18T12:28:00.003-04:00

So a couple months ago a single guy in our congregation moved to Seattle to get married. It being such a long distance away, no one from CREC attended the festivities. But we wanted to bless them, so I collected contributions for a group gift. Once the funds were totaled, I pored over their registry and finally settled on a few place settings of their chosen dinnerware. After taxes and postage, there was a few bucks left over, which I put on a gift card. Then Crate and Barrel, in their infinite(simally small) wisdom, shipped them separately.

I've been sweating for months. What if they got the itsy-bitsy gift card from nine households, looking for all the world as if we'd each pitched in a buck and some change? And what if something went wrong and the dishes arrived without a card?

Well, the happy couple finally made it back east to visit his family, and they worshiped with us yesterday. They of course put a much kinder spin on the situation than I had imagined. The gift card had arrived promptly, and they, knowing we couldn't be as cheap as all that, wondered if C&B had made a mistake and left off a zero or something. Finally, after the honeymoon, they got around to opening the piles of gifts that had accumulated in the pre-wedding frenzy, and there were the place settings with the note identical to the one on the gift card. Realization dawned, laughs were laughed, and all was well.

Except I'd still like to get my hands on somebody at Crate and Barrel and smack them around a bit for leaving customers in such an awkward position!

Found a Hymn I'd Never Posted

2008-08-18T12:10:00.004-04:00

When Adam Fell

Wonder what else is lurking forgotten in old journals?

Spheres, Employment and (Surprisingly) Father Hunger

2008-08-09T18:55:00.005-04:00

I don't understand a lot about the theology of sphere sovereignty, but the gist of what I grasp is that there are a few spheres whose governance is to be kept fairly separate. The family, the church and the state are the God-ordained spheres I see in Scripture. Each has its own governance. The father rules in the home, the elders in the church, and the king or some other officials in the state. And of course the Lord rules with absolute sovereignty over all, whether they like it or not.

There are, of course, various sorts of sub-rulers in each sphere. For instance, in the family, the mother also rules over the children, and sometimes the children can be called upon to mind siblings who have been left in charge, but the father is ultimately responsible before God for how the family conducts itself. In the church, there may be deacons serving under the elders to conduct mercy ministries, and authority to organize the potluck may be delegated to the Smith family, but the shepherds -- the ruling and teaching elders (allowing a little variation for episcopal and congregational church bodies) -- are ultimately responsible before God for how the church conducts itself. In the state, the higher authorities will employ soldiers and policemen for the actual sword-wielding, and there's even a legitimate place for tax collectors to assist in the rendering unto Caesar what is his, but the kings and presidents and governors and senators are ultimately going to have to give account of the authority entrusted to them.

That sound about right so far?

One of the ongoing discussions in Reformed circles is about the sphere in which education rightly belongs. I'm of the opinion that it is ultimate the responsibility of the father, who is called to raise his children in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. All truth is God's truth, so all gaining of knowledge of truth must be submitted to God, and therefore falls under the category of the nurture and admonition of the Lord. I think a responsible Christian father could carry out this duty in a variety of ways -- educating his children himself or largely delegating the task to his wife by choosing the homeschooling route, delegating the task to a governess or private tutor in his employ, or working cooperatively with other Christian families (who have, through baptismal vows, accepted the responsibility to assist one another in raising their children in the nurture and admonition of the Lord) to form a school. So far, I see precious little role for the government in the process. If a crime is committed -- if a father is assaulting or starving his children, I'm all for the men in blue coming along to haul him off (so long as we don't do silly things like redefine a corrective spanking as assault or being sent to bed without any supper as starvation).

Now, most of this is stuff I've absorbed from other sources. I may not have all the terminology or details right, but that's the gist of the understanding I've gleaned. If someone cares to correct me on a factual point, please do so, but I really don't want to argue about what I've said up to this point. There are others who can do so more ably and willingly, and I'm sure you won't have trouble finding some, what with the whole Interweb right at your fingertips. What does interest me is a discussion regarding what follows with anyone who is pretty much on the same page re what precedes.

A discussion I've not heard, but would very much like to hear, is about the sphere in which employment resides. But I have my own thoughts on the matter.

Mel is my lawn guy. He mows and edges for me and some others in the neighborhood, and in other neighborhoods, as well. (Note to self: find out if he does snow removal in the winter.) I'm guessing Mel has a family, and this is his means of supporting them. By being his own boss, he has a lot of freedom, but he carries a great deal of responsibility. If a client moves or quits paying, Mel has to find another client to make up the difference. If there's a drought, and nobody's grass grows, he has to find some other way to make money to feed his family. He needs to manage his income carefully, planning for eventualities such as illness or decrepitude. It seems to me as if this job of Mel's is within the sphere of his family rule -- he bears the responsibility.

Now suppose Mel has a brother named Del. Having similar vocational interests, Del is a gardener. But he is not self-employed -- he works for Mr. Jones, tending the lawns and trees and flowers on his vast estate. Del doesn't have as much freedom as his brother -- he can't set his own rates or hours, and is very much dependent on Mr. Jones to be honest and consistent with his wages. But nor does he have so much responsibility. Mr. Jones happens to be a decent fellow who faithfully pays Del an annual salary for his work (he definitely does do snow removal) and doesn't withhold his wages in case of a drought. If Del gets sick, Mr. Jones calls in his personal physician to tend to him. (OK, so I've morphed my scenario into Jane Austen world here, but bear with me.) Del even lives in a little cottage on the grounds, and when he's too feeble to trim hedges or pull weeds, Mr. Jones (or perhaps by then his son) will continue to be responsible for him. It seems to me that Del's employment also fits in the family sphere, but in this case not his own family, but the Joneses.

It's easier to see, perhaps, in situations where the employee is closely connected to the household of the employer (Del and Mr. Jones or Eleazar of Damascus and Abraham to pull out a biblical example) that the employer bears some familial responsibility for the employee. But why not in other situations?

There's a scene in the film North and South in which Mr. Thornton says that it's not his responsibility whether his mill workers' children have enough to eat. But if employment in the family sphere, then he does have some responsibility. If a king should be first in battle and last in retreat, and a captain should stay on the deck of his sinking ship 'til all his men have been evacuated, and a husband should lay down his life for his wife, then surely an employer should be willing to sacrifice his own comforts when economic circumstances warrant, as they did in the context of the movie, cutting worker wages.

The scene also brought up a point that would make application stickier. If I recall correctly, part of the problem was that the children's father was not earning enough to survive on decently, but the other part was that he was drinking too much of his wages. I don't know how or if the familial responsibility of the employer extends into that scenario. A father is still a father, even if he's someone else's employee, and I don't mean for my idea of the employer's familial role to be meddlesome and micromanaging, but just as I'd want the state to step in when there's criminal neglect, I guess I would want the employer in this scenario to take some action to defend the drunkard employee's children.

Of course I come to a bit of a wall when I consider how to apply this in a world where most people work publicly traded corporations and nonprofit agencies rather than privately owned businesses (at least I assume that's the case). (I'll leave the ginormous proportion of government employees out of the picture for the moment. Let's just say that in my ideal world there wouldn't be nearly so many of them.) But I think that it's another symptom or perhaps another cause of the rampant fatherlessness in our culture that workers aren't personnel anymore, but human resources. No surprise that most people change jobs like they change their socks these days, and employee loyalty is an rarity. There's no sense of personal responsibility and care and concern toward employees by their leaders in the workplace, so there's no respect and honor and love and loyalty in return (of course I speak in generalities, knowing there are wonderful exceptions in the world).

Huh. I didn't know my thoughts would end up on father hunger!

Watched MirrorMask Again

2008-08-09T17:35:00.002-04:00

Decided I liked it. Not loved it, but liked it. Someday I'd like to watch it again with the director's commentary, but I'm not up for a third viewing (that's how I know I only liked it) so soon, and I need to get it back to Netflix.

Aunt Nan was my favorite, I think. I mean, dialogue doesn't get much better than "I went to Monaco once, when your Auntie Flo was ill and your Uncle Vernon wanted someone to saw in half," now does it?

Reviews

2008-08-04T18:24:00.004-04:00

Movies
Before Sunrise and Before Sunset -- The concept was great, but the films demand a suspension of disbelief re moral matters that makes me have to give them a thumbs-down.

MirrorMask -- Great visual fun; not sure I got the allegory (if that's what it was) well enough to really like it.

Nicholas Nickleby -- Enjoyable until someone tells me that it was a travesty of an adaptation. Enh, probably still enjoyable anyway...I just don't have the semi-religious fervor about Dickens that I have about Austen. And it's free online!

The Man Who Never Was -- Good story. Just plain liked it. And free online!

Books
From Dark to Dawn -- Not-so-bad historical fiction because it doesn't try to make up stuff about Martin Luther, though it tells his story in an engaging way. Slightly edited (from what I could tell) edition of Chronicles of the Schönberg-Cotta Family. If I had it to do over again, I'd hunt down the original. If I'd been the one to edit it, I would have gone much farther in modernizing the punctuation, I would have proofread it (it's not often I find I have to read a book with a pencil in hand to correct several errors per average page), and I would have laid it out with more generous margins -- especially as the words often disappeared into the gutter. I also would have skipped the color illustrations, which were quite sweet for what they were -- amateur renderings by a young lady, but I'm sure their inclusion added a considerable amount to the printing price without adding significant value for the reader. All in all, though, I'm grateful they reprinted it, because otherwise I'd probably never have stumbled across it, and it was well worth bearing the aforementioned minor irritations.

Gentian Hill -- A friend mentioned that she'd started to read some Elizabeth Goudge, so I pulled out some of mine for her and found one I hadn't read yet, so I kept that one for myself. Goudge is Roman Catholic, and that occasionally comes out in her writing in ways that irritate my Protestant soul, but in general I find her books pleasant and gentle and spiritually uplifting without being treacly or inane as books often are that attempt to be pleasant and gentle and spiritually uplifting. I haven't finished this one yet, but I'm enjoying it very much as I go along. Goudge is an author I always keep an eye out for in used book stores, but since I so seldom go to used book stores these days, I added a bunch of her titles (the ones that weren't outrageously expensive -- some seem to be scarce) to my Amazon wish list for future reference. (Also shaved a couple pages off of my bloated list...I obviously want far more than I bother to buy!)

Deliverance

2008-07-28T20:19:00.004-04:00

I've recently come out of a long, dark season of the kind of doubt I described in my last post. A couple weeks ago, July 12, to be exact, the darkness lifted, and I began to believe again as I haven't in a long time that God's love is really for me. The relief is indescribable. But I've also been feeling rather tentative -- as if I'm learning to walk again after a serious trauma. Is the ground really going to stay firm under my feet, or is it going to give way and leave me to slide back into horror? Again and again it has stayed firm as I have sinned and confessed and been able to believe that I really am forgiven -- that I have instant and complete freedom from the burden of my sin. I don't remember a time before I knew Christ, but there have been a few turning points in my life that have been significant enough to be called conversions. This one has been a conversion of "repentance without regret" that has brought a peace and a joy that I've never known before. It's been a conversion from believing ugly lies to believing the beautiful truth of a heavenly Father who really does love me.

The pangs of death surrounded me,
     And the floods of ungodliness made me afraid.
The sorrows of Sheol surrounded me;
     The snares of death confronted me.
In my distress I called upon the LORD,
     And cried out to my God;
     He heard my voice from His temple,
     And my cry came before Him, even to His ears.

....

He sent from above, He took me;
     He drew me out of many waters.
He delivered me from my strong enemy,
     From those who hated me,
     For they were too strong for me.
They confronted me in the day of my calamity,
     But the LORD was my support.
He also brought me out into a broad place;
     He delivered me because He delighted in me.

Psalm 18:4-6, 16-19, NKJV

Don't Worry. It's Only Sin.

2008-07-28T17:33:00.006-04:00

Ye who think of sin but lightly,
Nor suppose the evil great,
Here may view its nature rightly,
Here its guilt may estimate.
Mark the Sacrifice appointed!
See Who bears the awful load!
'Tis the Word, the Lord's Anointed,
Son of Man, and Son of God.

Think not, dear reader, that I intend to contradict the sentiment of that stanza from the lovely hymn "Stricken, Smitten and Afflicted." If you are thinking of sin too lightly, then you indeed require whacking upside the head with something heavy and wooden and cruciform.

But there's an equal and opposite danger in give sin too much weight -- to view it as the immovable object. Happily, the same prescription cures this malady of misunderstanding. Looking at the cross, seeing that the Lord Jesus really has borne the awful load fully and effectively, we can understand that the burden is no longer ours. We can stop panicking that the world will come to an end because we've done that or because we've done that again. More importantly, when we see at the cross what He willingly suffered for us, we can stop panicking that He's somehow now going to get fed up and change His disposition to one other than extraordinary love and grace.

Compared to the trifle we want to excuse it as, sin is a dark and heavy and dreadful thing. But compared to the abundant strength of God's grace, it is indeed a trifle.

"And all the wickedness in the world that man might work or think is no more to the mercy of God than a live coal in the sea." (William Langland, c. 1400)

Great Reminder from Mark Horne

2008-07-28T12:54:00.001-04:00

How to be spiritual according to the Bible.

A Lovely Communion Meditation from Doug Wilson

2008-07-27T00:14:00.000-04:00

Stones for Bread?

Hail, Valerie, Full of Grace

2008-07-26T22:46:00.002-04:00

So today I managed to trip on the sidewalk in front my my friends' house and do a faceplant. Quite the graceful move if I do say so myself. Actually, I thought it was quite clever of me to manage to smack my head into the lawn rather than on the concrete. I sort of lay there for a moment, partly from shock and partly running a mental check to ensure that all systems were go -- ankle, check; wrist, check; back, check. I got a tiny little scrape on my left hand, and I'm going to take some Ibuprofen tonight to ward off the any latent aches and pains that might sneak up on me while I sleep. I was grateful it wasn't worse, which it certainly could have been. So I'm glad God is full of grace, even if I seem to have a shortage thereof!

Well, At Least My Tax Money Isn't Being Wasted on Editors

2008-07-26T20:56:00.002-04:00

We wouldn't want City notices to be going out looking as if someone literate wrote them, now would we? Ergo, they are sent to "all residence" rather than "all residents."

Unexpected Affection

2008-07-24T14:34:00.002-04:00

During my church's year between pastors, we were blessed with a variety of gentlemen who supplied our pulpit (isn't "pulpit supply" a funny Christianese expression?), including one father of a 6- or 7-year-old son with a developmental disability. The day he preached, we had a fellowship meal at the home of one of the elders, and at some point in the afternoon, the couch beckoned inexorably, and I took a wee bit of a doze. After some minutes, I was awakened by a kiss from the preacher's little guy! What a gift for anyone to be gracious enough to mistake me for a sleeping beauty. And what a charming little prince to so freely bestow affection on a weary stranger.

This past Sunday, another pastor was a guest in our congregation. He and his family visit every year while vacationing here, and usually we get to hear him preach, but this year he wanted just to sit with the congregation and hear Glen preach (and who could blame him!). Among his offspring, also, is a developmentally disabled boy -- this one in his teens -- who, as I was conducting my post-service communion glass hunt just gently reached out and took my hand as I passed. Again, a surprise gift of grace.

Thank you, Lord, for Theo and Nathan -- defective in the world's eyes, but perfected in Yours -- through whom You sweetly bestowed unexpected and unconditional affection on an undeserving person like me.

And I Don't Think We Ever Grow Out of It

2008-07-22T15:07:00.003-04:00

From Chronicles of the Schönberg-Cotta Family by Elizabeth Rundle Charles, quoting Martin Luther:

The Nanny City

2008-07-19T13:04:00.005-04:00

The Baltimore City mayor's office is evidently calling everyone in the city today with a recorded message to tell them there's a heat advisory. My ridiculously high tax dollars at work.

Enjoyable Free Movie

2008-07-18T22:40:00.000-04:00

Captain from Castille

Why Do People Find This Comforting?

2008-07-18T22:05:00.003-04:00

I have been to three funerals within seven weeks. I'd like to say, for the record, that I consider that Quite Enough, thankyouverymuch. In conjunction with each of these deaths, someone or multiple someones has/have said at some point or at multiple points, "He/she is looking down on us." Ugh! Creeps me the heck out every time. I've got no problem with God looking down on me. In fact I'd be pretty unhappy to learn that He wasn't. But the notion of my dead friends and relatives peering from on high makes me want to draw the blinds. Happily, I don't think voyeurism by the dead is supported in Scripture, so I can just put on my fake smile and not respond to the speaker. Some people really seem to find the concept comforting, though. I just don't get that perspective. Do you?

Just Overheard

2008-07-17T13:55:00.002-04:00

She: "Throw 'em my way."

He: "Throw 'em away?"

She: "No! Give 'em to me!"

Is There Any Hope for My Moral Character?

2008-07-17T10:07:00.003-04:00

As most of my readers will know, I crochet. Crochet is the French word for hook, which makes me a hooker. Yesterday I began learning Flash, so when I start using it, I suppose I will become a flasher. What's next? Will I start removing paint or varnish and become a stripper? Maybe I should...because at least then I could repaint and thin no more!

The Princess and the Pea

2008-07-16T14:27:00.002-04:00

I'm watching a software training video wherein the instructor has used the phrase "is comprised of" four or five times in two minutes. He means, of course, "is composed of." "Is comprised of" is nonsensical. It's parallel to saying, "is encompassed of." And though it is the sort of modern parlance to which I should probably have learned to inure myself long ago, it leaves my aural sensitivities as bruised and battered as the bottom of the princess who could feel the pea 'neath the twenty mattresses and twenty feather beds. One might even call it a royal pain. Sadly, the metaphorical bedding of my life lies atop a veritable legion of legumes -- poor grammar, usage, pronunciation, punctuation, logic, etc. ceaselessly assault me.

All of which serves to remind me of how my real, actual sins must batter the spirits of those who observe them. My vegetative vexations are akin to what a man with perfect pitch endures when dwelling amidst the off-key. Yes, it's a real irritation, but it shouldn't be a big, dramatic trial to endure it. I know I've gotten spiritually out of whack when I allow such irritations to rise to the level of anger. Perhaps it'll be a sign of spiritual maturity if I ever learn to stop hearing and seeing the errors, but in the meantime, since I earn my daily bread in part by the sweat of my editorial brow, I guess I'd better not let my senses grow so dull!

Bella

2008-07-15T22:39:00.002-04:00

Muy bella.

Flashback!

2008-07-07T01:47:00.003-04:00

When I was a kid, I would often skip worship to go sit in the church library and read Spire Christian comic books. They were way better than anything coming out of the pulpit of that church. I'm not kiddin', man...these things were actually formative in my spiritual life. The biographical ones were better than the Archie ones, but I read all the ones we had over and over again. Anybody else have memories of Spire comics?

Crocheting Update

2008-07-06T21:27:00.002-04:00

Started the year with 52 squares left to go. On July 4 I completed number 26 of those 52 (106 of the total 132), so I'm pretty much on track for the year.

What Does This Mean?

2008-07-06T19:29:00.002-04:00

Then He said to them, "Take heed what you hear. With the same measure you use, it will be measured to you; and to you who hear, more will be given. For whoever has, to him more will be given; but whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken away from him." (Mark 4:24-25)

I know what it feels like it means, and that feeling isn't very nice.

Netflix So Far

2008-07-03T22:41:00.002-04:00

I joined Netflix and made a queue based largely on y'all's recommendations. Here's what I've seen so far:

"North and South" -- Good story.
"Sweet Land" -- Made me cranky.
"Dear Frankie" -- Me like.

Haven't been crocheting while I watch, though...just veggin'.

Sorry for the dearth of anything sensible 'round these parts. Someday my brain might start working again and come up with something worth saying.