Sunday, February 7, 2016

Praying for Others

 Church of the Resurrection of Our Lord Jesus Christ
Wausau, WI

I was feeling quite inadequate last week when many of us took part in a special prayer and fasting for John, 'Nana Diana's' husband (see post). After all, although I'm a firm believer in God and his Son Jesus, and although I read my Bible and pray regularly, I still am me. I've got a silly sense of humor, I often laugh when others don't see anything funny, and my thoughts aren't  particularly what I would expect to find in a book entitled, 'Seriously Spiritual Thoughts.' 

One would expect the people who are at the top of the list to get a real audience with God, to be very sober, always heavenly-minded people. Surely they have a special 'in' with God when it comes to prayer and fasting.

But when I have those feelings of inadequacy and doubt, I have to always come back to this:  Jesus is human. He can relate to this, my life, me. Yes, he is also God, but He didn't stop being human when he ascended into heaven. That is so reassuring to me. He was human. And he is still human. Being human, he knows exactly what it's like for us who live in this fallen world. He's experienced the kinds of things that bother us, the doubts and fears we all feel. Being God, he knows all the thoughts of our minds, the intentions of our hearts. And he loves us. 

So we are told to come boldly to the throne of grace. Yes, even believers who feel totally inadequate to intercede for another.

I've been reminded that no one has a special deal with God because they're special. We have a special deal with God because HE is special. He knows our frame, that we are but dust, so it's not like he's waiting for us to accomplish great things for him. It's more like, when are we going to forget about ourselves, trust him, and let his Spirit work in and through us.

So I will continue to pray, although sometimes I'm tired and don't feel like praying; sometimes it feels like my prayers get stuck at the ceiling; sometimes I feel discouraged. But that's just feeling, not reality. The reality is that we have a merciful God who cares about us, and prayer is how we talk to him and share the concerns of our heart.

There are so many who need our prayers today. And although God doesn't need our prayers to motivate him, He has told us to pray, and does mysteriously work through the prayers of his people.

Matthew 20:1-16  reminds me that God doesn't have favorites, does not esteem one above the other, but is abundantly and amazingly gracious to ALL who put their trust in Him. So let's pray, remembering that we're not praying to the tooth fairy. We're praying to the Lord of the Universe.

Church of the Resurrection of Our Lord Jesus Christ
(Because that's what it's all about.)

Have a blessed Lord's Day,



Friday, February 5, 2016

Salisbury Cathedral, Part C, Anglophile Friday

Site of Old Sarum
from English Heritage
(Site of the original cathedral)

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight I fear
Could not follow it to... the heart of the deer.
 And where the deer we saw 'twas kilt,
We knew the cathedral must be built. *

Sorry, I just couldn't resist.

In case you missed them, Salisbury Cathedral, Part A contains photos of the exterior of Salisbury Cathedral. Salisbury Cathedral, Part B is of the beautiful interior.

One of the treasures of Salisbury Cathedral is this medieval clock, above. It is thought that the same builders that made this clock may also have built the clock at Wells Cathedral.

From the Plaque Behind the Clock:

This clock was made in or before 1386 and was originally located in a separate Bell Tower (demolished 1792) just to the north of the Cathedral. It is probably the oldest working clock in existence - and like all clocks of that date had no face but struck the hour on a bell (now located in the Cathedral roof space.)

In 1956 it was repaired and restored to its original condition by The Friends of Salisbury Cathedral and set up here.

 Tomb of Giles De Bridport

This is a sampling of tombs found in Salisbury Cathedral.

 Tomb of Walter De La Wyle

Tomb of Edward Seymour

Tomb of Simon of Ghent

Tomb of William Longespee, Earl of Salisbury
d. 1226

William Longespee, a half brother of King John, was the first person to be buried in this cathedral. He was present when the foundations for the cathedral were laid and was an adviser when the Magna Carta was being drawn up.

Unidentified Tomb, possibly of Bishop Roger, North Wall
There's another tomb, supposedly also of Bishop Roger, AKA Roger le Poer,
in the South Aisle. Seems there's some uncertainty here.

 A model of the building of the cathedral stands
against the north wall.

So where does Old Sarum fit into all this?

Old Sarum, meaning 'fortress by a gentle river' was situated on a hilltop a couple miles from present day Salisbury. As you can see from the first picture in this post, the iron age fort was shared by a cathedral and the military.  There seemed to be frequent disagreements between the clergy and the military, and it was decided to move the cathedral to another location. The Dean of Old Sarum, Richard Poore, chose to build on 80 acres that were owned by him and his brother, Herbert, Bishop of Salisbury 1194-1217, after the Pope granted permission to build in a more favorable location.

*So, contrary to legend that Richard 'shot an arrow into the air' to determine where to build the new cathedral, it just ain't so.  Legend also says that when they found the arrow, two miles away as the crow (or arrow) flies, it was in the side of a deer. They must have had GPS on that arrow. Who comes up with this stuff anyway?

The Refectory
A nice place for a bite to eat
when you're finished touring the cathedral

A Room With A View

'Salisbury is a real peach' (quoting one who would know), but all of the cathedrals we visited are amazing works of art and architecture. It was such a privilege to see them in person.

And just because I think it's interesting:  Westminster Abbey is neither a cathedral nor a parish church. It is a 'Royal Peculiar,' under the jurisdiction of a Dean and Chapter, subject only to the Queen and not to an archbishop or bishop.

Linking to:
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Mosaic Monday


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Thursday, February 4, 2016

Wisconsin Barns and Waiting for Spring

I took these photos of our barn and snow a few days ago. Nothing's changed, except we have a bit more snow now. I also love how the sunrise 'lights up' the end of our barn, so of course I have to share that with my blogging friends.

This is what I saw in the opposite direction.

 Looking across the yard and road toward Neighbor Bill's

 Looking southeast, from the south end of the porch

The dramatic light of the sunrise has passed.

Waiting for Spring

I took this photo on someone else's farm, but it so represents how I feel at the end of a long January and going into February. Bear in mind that we won't see our daffodils until the end of April, at the earliest.

Daffodils are such a cheering flower, aren't they!
May 8, 2015


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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Sense and Sensibility


I had no idea that Elinor and Marianne wore
CudlDuds under their dresses!
Now I'll probably get spam from the source.
If my blog is gone next week, you'll know why. 
(and no, I did not do this)

Anyway, my daughter always accused me of having a low EQ (emotional quotient). After reading the book and watching the movie, I took it as a compliment. Marianne would drive me crazy!

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1. Describe love using all five senses.

With my disability of a low EQ, I have a difficult time even interpreting this question. But if you're looking for a particular thing that says 'love' in all those modes, this might be it:

At least they cover Sight, Sound, and Touch

(Mr. C. said 'especially the Smell part.' )
He's so mean.

2. February is Canned Food Month. What's your favorite food that comes straight from a can?

Black Olives. Nothing else.

3. A principal in a UK school recently sent home a letter to parents requesting they (the parents!) dress appropriately when escorting their children to/from school (basically saying please don't wear your pajamas) You can read the letter here. It's gotten a lot of publicity, both positive and negative. Your thoughts? And do/did you ever make the school run (or hit Starbucks, Walmart, etc) in your pjs?

I've only occasionally (when I'm in a rush to get something mailed out) shown up at our village post office in my pjs, which I don't think anyone else would recognize as pjs: T shirt and black jersey pants. 

4. Crew neck, V-neck, turtleneck, scoop neck...which is most prevalent in your wardrobe?

Scoop necks, almost exclusively. I like to make sure everyone gets to appreciate the wrinkles I've spent YEARS accumulating. I can't breathe in turtlenecks and don't like the seam at the bottom of a V neck. It irritates me.

5. I read here recently a list of four things to avoid so you wake up happier. They were late night snacks, hitting the snooze button, social media just before bed/upon waking, checking emails. 

Are you guilty of any of these behaviors? Which on that list do you need to work harder at avoiding?

I would probably be better off if I left all electronic devices (phone and Kindle) downstairs when I go to bed and if I were to avoid eating popcorn in the evenings. These are hard habits to break!

I think Shrek is drowning.

6. Share something you remember about a house you lived in as a child? Of all the homes you lived in as a child, which did you love best?

I lived in only two different houses as a child. One of my clearest memories of the first house is when I was six or seven years old and sitting at the lunch table with my two older brothers, stalling trying to eat the disgusting tomato soup my mother had lovingly set before me. After an eternity of trying to avoid my soup, my older brother leaned toward me and whispered, 'Hurry up and eat it before it clots.'  That put me off tomato soup for years. 

The house had a very steep stairway which gave me wonderful dreams on many occasions, all of which were nighttime. I would dream that I was standing at the top and took a leap - and floated all the way down to the bottom.

That was before I got a beautiful horse and spent my nighttime dreams galloping across the hayfields with the wind blowing through my hair (unlike the daytime reality of galloping across the hayfields and getting thrown off time after time.)

 What? Where did you come from??

7.Your favorite movie based on a true story?

Most movies I love are based on true stories. The most recent is Bridge of Spies, which I loved enough to pre-order on Amazon. And the UPS man brought it today!  A good movie to watch during a snowstorm. I think I see popcorn in my future.

8.  Insert your own random thought here.

I'm glad the Iowa Caucuses are over. Why does that word always transport me to Russia! Anyway, it was great fun to see the media unable to control the outcome. For once.

And speaking of Russia, formerly known as the Soviet Union, (during Stalin's reign of terror), there is a true, first-hand account of the Soviet prison camps that I think you might find interesting. I did.

From the back cover of
Coming Out of the Ice, by Victor Herman:

"This astonishing true story is the tale of a young American man who was sent to the Soviet Union with his parents by the Ford Motor Company to set up an auto plant. He was eventually thrown into Soviet prisons and could not return to America until forty-five years later. During his life in and out of Russian prisons, he met and fell in love with a beautiful Russian gymnast who followed him into exile and lived with him and their child for a year in Siberia, in a caved chopped out under the ice. Theirs is the compelling story of a romance destined to thrive under even the most desperate conditions. It was 1938 when Victor Herman was inexplicably thrown into prison, after he had become a celebrity in the Soviet Union, having won acclaim as "the Lindbergh of Russia" for his flying and world-record-breaking parachute jumps. But what happened to him was a common nightmare during the Stalin years: those who survived imprisonment and torture were sent north to hard labor in the icy forests and mines, or into exile. Victor was one of the few who survived."


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