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Tuesday, 12 January 2016

A New Hobby

Recently, I was struck by the fact that when we recite something we know really well, we often don't take in the meaning behind what we are actually saying or singing.  I noticed this particularly when singing hymns.  The men and women who wrote these hymns had such an incredible revelation of who God was, and they wrote those revelations into poetry which was then set to music.  Many of these hymns are well known today, but not well understood, I think.

While I was thinking about this, I also thought about how, often when something familiar is put in different words, it takes on a new meaning because you see it in a different light.  So, I have a new hobby.  ;)  I have started writing hymns in prose and I have to say, it has amazed me.  I thought I would post one of them... I hope it blesses you too!




Oh God, my King!  When I think about the mini-worlds – the sea, the earth, and the sky – that You made with Your hands, I am filled with indescribable amazement and wonder.  I go outside at night and look up into the sky at all the tinkling stars.  They remind me of how powerful You are.  When a storm comes, I listen to the thunder roll across the dark clouds.  It reminds me of Your power too.  Everything in creation reflects Your strength and power.
 
From the deepest part of me, my heart begins to sing to You.  My God, You rescued me and You are so very wonderful and great!
 
Then I think about how God gave His only Son to us.  He didn’t hold back.  He gave everything willingly.  Yes, God gave His only Son, Jesus, to die for us.  It is such a big thought – such a loving gift from a wonderful God – that I can hardly understand it.  When Jesus dies on the cross, He gladly took my heavy bundle of sin away from me and took it Himself so that I don’t have to carry it anymore.  I can be free and clean forever!
 
From the deepest part of me, my heart begins to sing to You.  My God, You rescued me and You are so very marvellous and great!  

Jesus is going to come back one day, and there will be a great loud shout of welcoming gladness.  He will take us to heaven to live with Him forever and ever.  That will make me very happy!  Jesus is so magnificent that I will kneel at His feet in love and worship.  Oh God – how very great You are!
 
From the deepest part of me, my heart begins to sing to You.  My God, You rescued me and You are so very awesome and great!
 
Yes, my heart continues to sing to You.
You are wonderful.
You are marvellous.
You are awesome.
My God, You rescued me, and You are very, very, very great!

Thursday, 16 July 2015

Rahab - A Simple Faith

 Rahab was a woman of questionable qualities.  It seemed she lived with her family - brothers, sisters, and parents - in the wall of Jericho.  Her house would have been notorious in the neighbourhood for one reason:  Rahab was a prostitute.

Then again, perhaps it was not so much notorious as it was well known.  After all, Jericho was far from having moral standards.  It was one of the cities on God's destroy-them list for Israel.  Which was why the spies were there in the first place.

In those days, is was not uncommon for a prostitute to run an inn along side her harlotry business.  If the spies wanted information, a public inn was the obvious choice.  All the news from the city and the surrounding cities would have come floating in throughout the day, and streaming in once the city gates were closed and strangers needed somewhere to stay for the night.  There would doubtless have been any number of such hotels available, but the spies picked Rahab's.

Rahab would have been startled to see these men walk into her inn.  They were not from the local area, that much was certain. She went about her usual welcome, testing the waters to see what the men really wanted - a room.. or something more??   It became clear right away however, that the men just wanted a room.
"So, where are you from?" she asked, as she led the men up the stairs to the room where they would lodge for the night.  You are not from Jericho."
The men hesitated.  "We are nomads," the taller one replied cautiously.
"Oh?  I don't get many 'nomads' in my inn - they are usually content in their camps."  She eyed the men suspiciously.  Letting them into their room, she followed and closed the door.  The men glanced at each other and back at their hostess.  Rahab  quickly drew close to them and lowered her voice to a whisper.  "Are you spies?"
The men stared at her in astonishment.  This woman was not one to be trifled with, or double-crossed.   Rahab took their silence for confirmation.  "Where are you from?"  She asked the question, not with the sternness of someone determined to get answers, but with almost an eagerness and innocent curiosity of a child preparing herself for a good story.
Finally, the tall man replied, "We are from the house of Israel, which is camped at Acacia Grove."  Rahab sprang back from the men as though their words had stung her with all the venom of forty cobras.  She was shaking.  "Israel..."  She whispered.  Quickly, and without another word, she left the room.
It took some time to recover from her shock.  She paced back and forth in her room, oblivious of if there were any other guests downstairs.  Her soul was disturbed and she could hardly breathe.  Suddenly, as though waking from a dream, she realized she had to get dinner on to cook.  While she scrubbed the potatoes and chopped the meat, her mind raced with all she had heard concerning Israel.  They had a God fighting for them, it was said.  A God who had destroyed Egypt.  A God who allowed His people to walk through the Red Sea.  A God who destroyed the kings of the Amorites.  Rahab felt her heart begin to pound again, and her hands began to shake so violently, she had to put down her knife.
Finally, the stew was ready, and she was about to serve the stew and call her guests to eat, when a young boy - her nephew, Lehagad - burst in the door.  "Aunt Rahab!  There are soldiers coming!  From the king!"  Lehagad dashed out the door again to view the spectacle.
Rahab dropped the platters the was carrying and ran up the stairs as fast as she possibly could.  There was no certainty that the soldiers were coming to her little inn, and yet Rahab was certain that they were.  She burst into the room of the Israelites without even knocking.  Startled, they looked at her and took in her white face, her lips moving silently.  The tall man who seemed to do all the talking, stepped to her quickly and grasped her shoulders.  "What is it?  Tell us, quickly!"  The shorter man, Rahab noticed, was on guard and had his had on his sword.
"Soldiers," Rahab gasped.  The men tensed.  "Come with me."
Rahab led the men at a running pace up two more levels until they came out into the open air.
"Where are we?"  The short one spoke for the first time.
"You didn't notice?  I live in the wall of the city - this is the top of the wall.  Now get down - both of you!"  The men obeyed and dropped on their fronts.  Quickly, Rahab arranged some drying sheaves of flax over them.  In the dying light, they were barely distinguishable.  Rahab glanced over the edge of the wall and saw the the soldiers were turning into her street.  "I'll be back," she murmured, and ran downstairs.  She took a few deep breaths and arranged her scarf over her head.  Her hands were still trembling.  Then, on an impulse, she threw back her head and stared up at the ceiling.  "Oh God of the Israelites!  I don't know you, or what you require of your people, but I know that you are powerful.  You are a God of strength.  Give me the strength to face these soldiers and protect the men from your camp."
Just then, there was a harsh rapping at the door.  Going to the door, Rahab came face to face with a group of soldiers demanding to know the whereabouts of the the Israelites that came to her inn.   Rahab felt a flood of peace and strength flood over her and she answered the soldiers calmly.  "Oh yes, they were here," she said, sidling up to the general, shyly fluttering her eyes at him from under her scarf.  Her voice was low and seductive.   "I fed them, then they left the city."  Suddenly, she grabbed the general's arm with both her slender hands, allowing her scarf to fall to her shoulders.  "Go quickly!  Perhaps you can catch up with them before the gates close!"
The general hesitated.  He looked down at the beautiful woman who was still clutching at his arm and looking up at him from under her lashes.  He fancied that he'd rather stay... but if his commander fond out that he had allowed the Israelite spies escape for the comforts of a mere woman, beautiful though she be... no.  He shook his arm of her touch.  "Thankyou, ma'am.  Your contribution to your city will be duly noted and rewarded.  Until next time, ma'am."
Rahab cocked her head and watched as the soldiers jogged towards the city gates.  She chuckled to herself.  Poor fellow.  Did he not know that she did not allow soldiers in her little inn?  They were vulgar men, in her opinion.  She was glad to have diverted them.  She chuckled again as she heard the city gates closing.  Satisfied, she walked gaily in the house, humming a little tune to herself.  The general would not be back, not tonight at any rate.  With a light heart she skipped up the stairs to where the men still lay hidden.
"It's all clear," she said.  She sat up and brushed stray stalks of flax from their clothing.
"We cannot thankyou enough for your protection," the tall man said, sincerity evident in his voice.
"Why did you do it?" The shorter one asked.
Rahab paused and pondered for a moment before answering.  "We have heard of your God, how He parted the Red Sea, destroyed the Egyptian, and the Amorite kings.  Everyone was filled with fear."
"Which was why you looked pale and startled when we told you who we were."
"Yes, I was afraid, but I have come to a conclusion, and that is that if your God is all powerful and all satisfying, I would rather follow Him.  And this is what I propose.  When Israel takes Jericho, you will remember me and my family, and you will come for us and we will live with you and learn to follow your God."
The men glanced at each other.  Then the tall man reached for Rahab's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.  "Agreed."  He pulled a scarlet cord from his belt and handed it to her.  "Leave this in your window until we come for you."
Rahab took the cord and nodded.  "Now I will give you some food and we will get you out of here."
"How?"
Rahab grinned.  "I live on the wall, don't I??  I'll just let you down with a rope!"  The short man looked worried, but the tall one laughed and followed Rahab down to dinner.


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Seven years later, Rahab stood in the door of her house, waiting for her husband to come in from the fields.  Baby Boaz began to cry and she went to sooth him in his cradle.  Tenderly, she began to whisper to him.  "Don't you start to cry now, baby.  You have a strong, strong God on your side if you are willing to follow Him.  Hear, o Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is One..."

Sunday, 5 July 2015

Pirates, More Pirates, Camps, and Eisteddfods

I am long overdue for a general post to tell y'all about how life is going.  So here it is now.  :)

As a lot of you would have known, Mum and Dad were involved in the local production of The Pirates of Penzance this year.  It was all rather exciting, as none of us have been involved with our theatrical society since Beauty and the Beast six years ago, and Mum and Dad have never done one together.  There is a consequence that must be realized when you commit yourself to being in a musical show, and that is that - while everyone involved is a volunteer - everyone must pay by being semi-tortured with the same songs going around and around your head day and night for months on end.  Thankfully, torture is only torture if you don't enjoy, and I think that, on the whole (in our family at least) we enjoyed the show and the music so much that we are only now beginning to wish we could forget it.  For those of you who do not know the story of The Pirates of Penzance here is a synopsis from The Utah Shakespeare Festival website:

On the coast of Cornwall, a gang of pirates play and party as Frederic (a pirate apprentice) reminds the pirate king that his obligation to the gang is soon over. He was apprenticed to the pirates only until his twenty-first birthday, which is that day, and he is leaving them. Ruth (Frederic’s nursery maid when he was younger) explains that Frederic should never have been a pirate except for her mistake: She was told to apprentice Frederic to a pilot, but she misunderstood and placed him with a pirate instead.

Frederic tells the pirates that, after he leaves the gang, he intends to destroy them, not because he doesn’t love them, but because he loathes what they do. He is a slave of duty and, when no longer a pirate, it will be his duty to destroy them. The pirates understand, and also complain that they cannot seem to make money. Because Frederic is a slave-of-duty to the pirates until noon, he tells them why: Because they are all orphans, the pirates will not rob another orphan; and since all their potential victims are aware of this, they all claim to be orphans!

Because Frederic has spent his entire life with the pirates, he has never seen another woman; thus he thinks he may want to take Ruth with him as his wife. He asks Ruth if she is beautiful, and she responds that she is. Frederic, a very trusting young man, says that he believes Ruth and he will not let her age come between them.

At this point, however, Frederic hears a chorus of girls in the vicinity. He sees a group of beautiful young women, realizes he was betrayed by Ruth, and rejects her. Frederic informs the girls that he is a pirate, but not for long. He asks if any of the girls will marry him, and the youngest, Mabel, agrees.

The pirates enter the scene, and each grabs a girl. Major-General Stanley enters and identifies himself as the girls’ father, demanding to know what is taking place. When the pirates tell Major-General Stanley that they intend to marry his daughters, he objects, saying he has an aversion to having pirates for sons-in-law; the pirates respond that they are opposed to having major-generals as fathers-in-law, but that they will put aside the objection.

Knowing about the pirates’ weakness, Major-General Stanley tells them he is an orphan and, thus, disarms the pirates and takes his daughters, along with Frederic, away to his family chapel and estate. The major-general, who actually is not an orphan, soon feels guilty about the lie he told the pirates. Frederic, however, has a plan to lead a squad of zany policemen against the his old gang.

Before he can act, however, the pirate king and Ruth arrive to tell him that he is still obligated to the pirates. Because Frederic was born on February 29 of a leap year, he has served only five birthdays, not the twenty-one required by his contract. A strong sense of duty forces Frederic to relent, and, because he is a member of the pirate band again, to reveal the truth that Major-General Stanley is not an orphan. The pirate king vows that he will have revenge on the major-general.

Mabel enters and begs Frederic not to go back to the pirates, but bound by duty, he leaves. The police ready their attack on the pirates, while the pirates creep in to take revenge on the major-general.

The pirates defeat the police. However, when Ruth divulges that the pirates are really noblemen and they swear their allegiance to the queen, the tables are turned--and the police take the pirates prisoner.

However, because the pirates have never really hurt anyone, they are soon forgiven. The ex-pirates win the girls, Frederic wins Mabel, and everyone lives happily ever after.


Quite frankly, I don't get tired of it - it has become one of my favourite musicals.  In fact, I went to see it five out of the ten shows that were playing here in town!  XDD  It is a very funny show.  Below are a few videos starring Jon English and Simon Gallagher that make up my favourite sequence in the whole thing (although, now that I think about it, it probably won't make a whole lot of sense if you don't know what's going on. XD)  Oh, and as an extra note... *giggles and whispers it* ....  I think our show was better!!!  XDD  But don't tell Jon English or Simon Gallagher that!  If you want to see photos of some of the characters in our show click HERE.  A lot of of these photos seem to be of the senior patrons who support the shows each year, but you can kind of get an idea from some of the pictures.  Oh, and if you look at photo number 10, that's my dad in the foreground with the parrot on his shoulder.  (He played bass.)  =D












Other than Pirates, I have been doing a few different things.  This weekend coming, Jess and I are going to a leaders training camp in preparation for Tahlee kids camp in September.  (It's the same camp I wrote about here.)  We are really looking forward to it.  I have been hanging out for kids camp since I had to say goodbye to my six little girls last year and send them home.  

This week is also the closing date for the region writing eisteddfod that I discovered we have last year.  I only entered two sections last year, but this year I am entering all three - short story, poetry, and a letter to the editor.  I did not enter the short story category last year as fictional prose is not my strong point when it comes to writing.  However I decided to do it this year and I am happy with the results.  Oddly enough, it is the poetry that is eluding me this time.  I kind of know what I am going for, but the right words are evading me at present.  Hopefully they come before the closing date.  We shall see, we shall see!!

Guess what??!  I am (attempting) to learn the violin!  I have sort have been interested for a while, but did not really want to start right at the start with Twinkle Twinkle.  My sister Joy offered to give me a lesson, and so I agreed, provided I could start with the second song.  She agreed.  Actually I don't think she particularly agreed with me, but she decided to humour me anyway.  So now, I have struck up a race with James.  I asked him who would reach performance level of the last song in Suzuki book 1.  He - of course! - is convinced it will be him.  At the risk of sounding like a broken record, we shall see, we shall see!  XDD

Talking about music lessons, I now have three piano students and am meeting with a potential fourth this week.  (Wow!  It's all happening this week!  O.o)  I so much enjoying teaching.  My three students are all ten years old, but apparently the little girl I am meeting on Thursday is only seven and has no musical training so I will be starting from scratch, so to speak.  I am rather looking forward to it.  :)

I think that is all I have to report for now... So long, farewell!  

Thursday, 26 February 2015

A Beautiful Hymn

Recently, my sisters and I have been really enjoying discovering some of those old hymns that one does not hear so readily these days.  We attend an Assemblies of God church, now called Australian Christian Churches and so we tend to do more up-beat music from Hillsong, Planetshakers and Bethel Music.  But some of the old hymns are absolute gems!  With the piano, violin and singing in a few parts, they really come to life.  One that we love at the moment is "He Touched Me".  Planetshakers did a rendition of this beautiful song recently.  It is based on Daniel 10:

17 For how can the servant of this my lord talk with this my lord? for as for me, straightway there remained no strength in me, neither is there breath left in me.

18 Then there came again and touched me one like the appearance of a man, and he strengthened me,

19 And said, O man greatly beloved, fear not: peace be unto thee, be strong, yea, be strong. And when he had spoken unto me, I was strengthened, and said, Let my lord speak; for thou hast strengthened me.




Isn't that beautiful???  The full hymn says:

Shackled by a heavy burden,
'Neath a load of guilt and shame.
Then the hand of Jesus touched me,
And now I am no longer the same.

He touched me, Oh He touched me,
And oh the joy that floods my soul!
Something happened and now I know,
He touched me and made me whole.

Since I met this blessed Savior,
Since He cleansed and made me whole,
I will never cease to praise Him,
I'll shout it while eternity rolls.

He touched me, Oh He touched me,
And oh the joy that floods my soul!
Something happened and now I know
He touched me and made me whole.




And now I have some exciting news... that is... I think it is exciting!  ^_^   *Drumroll*


I have asked some lovely readers of Amity to write a guest post each!!!  I'm really excited about this as I read their blogs (those who have a blog!) and I know that whatever they write will be beautiful and inspiring.  I don't know when they will be posted but stay posted for when they are.  (Sorry - bad pun!  XD)

Wishing you all a wonderfully blessed weekend.  :)

Monday, 19 January 2015

Too Late

Just a piece of my heart that I needed to put out there...




I cry
         as my heart once again yearns to know
Why
        you were taken away so soon.

I’m lost
as I grope for the words I am looking for
Tossed
are my thoughts as I try and think.

Something
    Is haunting me as I remember your smile
Nothing
will give me rest until I say what I’ve learned.


Love is a thing that should never be wasted
Kept to oneself it is useless and vain
It ought to be showered on all who we meet with
For we just never know when we’ll meet them again.


I ought
To have told you, sweet girl, that you’re precious
I thought
 You would always be here to tell it to…

Sigh
        Why is it we say ‘I love you’ the most when saying
‘Goodbye?’

Wait!
          But you’re gone like the flower that blooms
And I’m too late…

Blessed are They That Mourn...

Grief can be a hard thing to deal with... one moment the world seems hard with all the little trials of life and then something really big happens and you wonder why any of it mattered to you before... Everyone deals with grief differently.  Some sob and cry aloud; others find something practical to do and throw themselves in, expending their sorrow in the energy of honest work; others do similarly, but express themselves in a seemingly unrelated work of art (be it musical literary, or drawing); still others have to express what they are feeling in words; and others mourn quietly, knowing that time, tears, and God will heal the inexpressible hurt.

None of the roads of grief are wrong... God has instilled in each one of us ways of coping with our sorrow - don't be afraid to express what you are feeling. Cry when you need to, hug the people around you and keep loving them, because life is short and we need to embrace every opportunity to love.

I was thinking of some verses that may help you when dealing with grief... turn them into prayers - turn your tears into prayers... your tears are precious to God because He loves you oh so much.




Surely He has borne our griefs
And carried our sorrows;
(Isaiah 53:4)


You number my wanderings;
Put my tears into Your bottle;
Are they not in Your book?
(Psalm 56:8)


Blessed are those who mourn,
    For they shall be comforted.
(Matthew 5:4)


Fear not, for I am with you;
Be not dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you,
Yes, I will help you,
I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’
(Isaiah 41:10)


Remember the word to Your servant,
Upon which You have caused me to hope.
This is my comfort in my affliction,
For Your word has given me life.
(Psalm 119:49-50)


But I do not want you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning those who have fallen asleep, lest you sorrow as others who have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so God will bring with Him those who sleep in Jesus.
For this we say to you by the word of the Lord, that we who are alive and remain until the coming of the Lord will by no means precede those who are asleep. For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of an archangel, and with the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And thus we shall always be with the Lord. Therefore comfort one another with these words.
(I Thessalonians 4:13-18)


“Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time.  Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.”
(1 Peter 5:6-7)


One thing I ask from the Lord, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze on the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.  For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his sacred tent and set me high upon a rock.”
(Pslam 27:4-5)


“What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?  Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies.  Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us.  Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?  As it is written:

“For your sake we face death all day long;
we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
(Romans 8:31-39)


“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.”
(John 14:1-4)





" 'He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
Thankyou Lord Jesus!

In memory of Shannen, who at seventeen is experiencing the glories many Christians spend decades only dreaming of... we would not call you back from bliss, sweetheart, but we are coming to join you oneday at the feet of our Jesus who has restored you to better health than was possible here on earth... we love you. xxx

Thursday, 20 November 2014

Guest Post on Fullness of Joy

Hi again.  No, this isn't a real post either.  Some might even call it cheating, even though I wrote it.  ;)

I was invited by the lovely +Joy C. to do a guest post on her blog, Fullness of Joy.  Instead of re-posting the same thing here, I thought I would just redirect you to her blog and you can read it there.  :)  Have a wonderful weekend!  :D

http://joy-live4jesus.blogspot.com.au/2014/11/the-hero-of-your-life-story-guest-post.html


Friday, 14 November 2014

A Brief Post to Reassure the Readers ;)

Yes, this is long over due.

And it's not even a proper post.

I just wanted to put up a quick one to say that  have not forgotten about my blog (or you, my dear readers!) and will strive to come up with something amazing sometime before Christmas.

Life has been quite busy lately and I am under a good deal of pressure to get my Diploma of Liberal Arts and my Certificate IV in Science finished before the end of the year.  That's what happens when you are Phlegmatic - you take your time all year and then wonder why you have so much to get done at the end!  I would very much appreciate prayer for peace and for understanding in my work, if you wouldn't mind.  :)

Other than my work I have been minding little siblings while others are doing Christmas practises of various kinds.  The church Christmas Production is looming in the very near future and everyone involved is scrambling to pull it all together.  I am going to be a shepherd and a wiseman.  I still don't know my lines (with just over three weeks to go) but I am (fairly) confident that it will all come together.

That's about it.  Oh, for those of you who may be wondering, I am in the middle of the third part of the Beauty and the Beast story.  :)  Thanks for you all who have prompted my to keep writing it - I wouldn't have done it otherwise.  :)

Have a wonderful weekend, people!  God bless you!  :)

Monday, 20 October 2014

Essay on Feminism and the Church in Society.

The family is the greatest unit that God created.  On the family rests the community, the nation, the world and the church.  It can bring little wonder then that most of Satan’s attacks are targeted at destroying the family.  It is sad to note that he is succeeding.  One need not look far to see the destruction that is being wrought on the family: marriage is not binding as it used to be – it is easier to get divorced than it is to change jobs; there is a wedge between children and their parents; society promotes “alternatives” to traditional marriage, whether it be pre-marital living and/or intimacy, or homosexuality; children are viewed as nuisances and are often raised by strangers at childcare while their mothers work.  All these things, along with others, work together to tear apart the family unit.
The last point mentioned is one of the biggest points of controversy – and one of the saddest points in society – today.  The issue of childcare goes hand-in-hand with feminism, as it is the vision of feminists to get every woman out of her dingy, boring, restrictive home and away from her annoying, ratty, useless children out into the productive, exciting, rewarding world of the workplace.  And many women listen.  Motherhood isn’t easy – their own mothers have told them that much – and they would rather earn some money to provide for their detestable darlings than put up with the temper tantrums and the rebellion that is sure to come ( I mean, some kids these days aren’t even waiting to hit thirteen before adopting the attitude… but who can blame them?  It is perfectly natural…)  And so the poor little things are sent to a big building to learn socialization and other life skills from two or three strange adults and at least twenty other kids their own age.
“And with the government funding childcare,” says an excited parent, “we can afford to work longer even though childcare rates are actually increasing!  Sure, the government makes calls on how the kids are to be treated and raised, but it can’t be all bad.”
Can’t it?  Does the government really have the right or the responsibility to raise the children of our society?  This question receives varied answers, even within parliament itself.  John Howard, Prime Minister from 1996 to 2007, did not believe so.  Within the first four years of his being in office, he cut 850 million dollars from childcare funding, effectively forcing thousands of women to quit their jobs and be available for their children.    In his election campaign, Kevin Rudd however, promised a 1.5 billion dollar project to improve childcare funding and increase childcare rebates.   Such a difference of opinion represents one of the great divides that splits our society.
What does the Bible say about feminism and motherhood?  We read in Titus 2:4-5 “That [the older women] may teach the young women to be sober, to love their husbands, to love their children, to be discreet, chaste, keepers at home, good, obedient to their own husbands, that the word of God be not blasphemed.”  We also read in Deuteronomy 6:7 “And thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up.”  From these two passages we can see that God is very serious about the role that He gave to women and mothers, and He expects us to take it very seriously too.  Firstly, he expects women to be “keepers at home”.  This does not mean, necessarily that women should not work, but home duties should always come first.  If work is cutting in on her duty to her home, then she needs to re-evaluate her work situation.  If she is married, then her duty is home and husband.  She needs to be available for her husband to provide his physical and emotional needs.  She can’t very well do that if he’s in one office and she’s in another.  And then there are children.  As we read in Deuteronomy that training one’s children in the Word of God occurs all the time, from the moment you get up, to when you go to bed at night.  This of course implies that one is with one’s children all of the time to instil such principles.  Since it is the duty of the man of the household to be the breadwinner of the family (1 Timothy 5:8) then that leaves Mummy to be the care taker and the Bible teacher to the children.

As with most discussions that involve marriage, we can revert back to a bigger picture – Christ and His bride, the church.  While feminists call those women who choose to be home makers “old-fashioned” and “out of date”, the same is often said of the church.  With ethical standards slipping socially, the church is frequently accused of being behind the times, exclusive and closed-minded.
In one sense, I suppose the church is ‘old-fashioned’.  In society it is acceptable to abort unwanted babies, marry whomever you chose and so on.  In that context, the church is – or very much should be – old-fashioned.  That, however, does not make the church wrong.  Traditional values have stood the test of time and have never changed when other standards did.
How can we know that the Bible – God’s Holy Word – will not fail or go out of date?  Jesus himself said, “And it is easier for heaven and earth to pass away than for one tittle of the law to fail.”  (Luke 16:17)  Interestingly enough, the very next verse goes on to talk about marriage and God’s plan for men and women in marriage.
If, then, the church and the Bible are not out-of-date, and yet are separate to society’s standards, what is the church’s place in society?  James 1:27 says, “Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble, and to keep oneself unspotted from the world.”  This does not refer only to widows and orphans but anyone in need.  If we serve our community, meet them where they are – but keep ourselves clean from its sin – then the impact we will have on society will be earth-shattering: they won’t know what hit them.  But we will.  It is the love of Jesus.

Monday, 6 October 2014

Little Girl - A Poem.

This poem is about a girl I know - and it is all real.  I barely made anything up for the drama of the poem.  I didn't have to: the little girl that was under bondage was set free and changed by the love and the blood of Jesus.  I know because I was there and had the privilege of helping her to pray for the first time.  I have called her Angel in the poem... please pray for her as I don't know what kind of home environment she has or if there are other Christians she can go to.


Little girl – she’s so afraid:
It’s dark and the stories she’s just heard
Are echoing and repeating
Around and around… and around…
The panic builds and the masquerade
Of the sassy girl crumbles with every word.
Her confidence flees, ever retreating
And the darkness closes in…

Little girl – she doesn’t know
What to think or do: she’s on her own.
If she could only push away
But it keeps her awake… and awake…
The pressure builds and the tears flow
If only she weren’t quite so alone
She screams from the chaos and the fray
Wrought by the darkness that closes in…

Little girl – she sobs out pain
Then answers come when she least expected.
She keeps on asking, “Why, God, why?”
He replies, “Because of sin…. Because of sin…
But I made a way so you can obtain
My righteousness. You’re my elected –
I love you, little girl, and my love is high
As the clouds. Darkness can’t close in…

Little girl – I’ve a house for you
I’ve been building for two thousand years!
Now I’m waiting for you to come
But I have a job for you… yes, just for you…
There are others that need to hear of me too
Come now, my Angel, enough of your tears
I paid for you, now you can become
Bright.  The darkness need never close in.

Little girl – the fear is gone
As for the first time she prays
And is changed as she bows her head.
It is a miracle… truly a miracle…
She smiles as she is reborn
Those around her are amazed
She quietly goes back to bed
The darkness cannot close in.

Tuesday, 30 September 2014

Worldviews Essay

I finally finished my essay!  Yay!  =D  It is rather long, so you don't have to read it all, but if you do, I would very much appreciate some feedback.  :)





A world view is something that everyone has, but varies from person to person.   Many deny they have one, yet that is a world view all of its own; for a world view, as the name implies, is the way one sees the world.  It is the beliefs that form the mindsets we have about everything and everyone around us.  Michael Wittmer said, “A worldview is a framework of fundamental concepts of beliefs about the world. In short, a worldview comprises the lens through which we see the world.”   A worldview is very much like a pair of sunglasses: what you believe colours everything you see.  Someone with a different set of beliefs will see the same thing differently to you.  This does not mean that you are wrong and they are right, or vice-versa.  Indeed there is only one right way to live, and that is in the love, grace, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ.  In Him, everything finds its perfection and completion.
Not only does a worldview affect how you see things, it infiltrates into what you do as well.   Francis Schaeffer said, “…people function on the basis of their world view more consistently than even they themselves may realize. The problem is not outward things. The problem is having, and then acting upon, the right world view — the world view which gives men and women the truth of what is.”      For instance, Muslims keep the jihad because they believe it keeps them in good terms with Allah.  Christians pray because they understand that a relationship with God – like any relationship – is a matter of two way communication.  



Christianity
The Christian faith is based on the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, and in faith believe that He is the Son of God, and Saviour of the world.  The aim for a Christian is to shine God’s love to all around them in the hope that they will come to a saving knowledge of Jesus, and to become more like their Saviour with every day that passes.
Christian theology is decidedly unique to any other worldview.  Christianity is a monotheism, meaning Christians believe in and worship only one God.  However, Christians believe that God is triune, that is three persons in one Godhead.  These three persons are God the Father, God the Son – whom we call Jesus – and God the Holy Spirit.  None of the three is higher than the other two, and none of the three is any less God than the others.  It is a difficult concept for our finite, limited minds to grasp, but it is truth and we must believe in faith that what God says about Himself is true.   One might compare it to the three phases of water – ice, water and steam.  Each is as much H2O as the others, and yet each has its own distinctive characteristics that makes it what it is.
Philosophy for Christians is, like everything else, orientated around the Bible, the perfect Holy Word of God.  In Colossians 2, we read, “See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition and the elemental spiritual forces of this world rather than on Christ.”  Some Christians think this means they are not to get involved in philosophy, but nothing could be further from the truth.  The verse says that we are not to be deceived by philosophies based on human customs or trends.  Instead, we should to study these philosophies in light of the Bible so that we can identify what is truth and what is fiction.   The word philosophy comes from the ancient Greek language literally meaning, “To love wisdom”.   Proverbs tells us that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge, but fools despise wisdom and instruction.    If we focus on knowing God, loving and obeying Him, then wisdom and philosophy is available to us through the God who holds all the answers in His hands.
Biology – the study of life and where it came from – is one of the most controversial topics that defines the Christian-Atheist war of worldviews.   Some Christians come up with all sorts of theories trying to combine different viewpoints.  They call it peacemaking, but it shouldn’t be so complicated when God Himself has given us the account of the beginnings of the world.    In fact the entire Bible kicks off with the details of Creation and the ins and outs thereof.  Then in chapter 2, we read, “This is the history of the heavens and the earth when they were created, in the day that the Lord God made the earth and the heavens,  before any plant of the field was in the earth and before any herb of the field had grown.”  The statement of authenticity is so clear and definite, how can anyone who claims to believe the Bible doubt it?  To attempt to combine it with evolution is foolish and he who does it will one day feel the consequences for adding to the Word of God.
Non-Christians often feel that Christianity is too restrictive with too many rules and ‘thou-shalt-not’s’.  But that is not the essence of Christian ethics.  The ethical system of Christianity differs from other worldviews in that it reflects the very character of God.  As a result, they more we strive to grow in grace and become more like the God we serve, the more like Him we become.  Because God is the same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13:8) we have a steady standard for which we can aim.  How can we learn this standard?  The main way we can learn the will and regulations of God is by reading His Word.  In fact, we cannot go wrong if we study it consistently and apply it to our lives.  Besides studying the Word, the most important thing we can do is to apply it for as James said, “…as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also.”  Ethics is one way that we ‘live out’ our salvation and what Christ has done for us.

Islam
Islam began in 610 AD, when a merchant from Mecca named Muhammad claimed he had had a vision of the angel Gabriel telling him the words of God.  He said that God had ordained him the spokesman of God and promptly began telling everyone how they should live.  Of course we know that the way of Muhammad’s vision is not of God for Paul wrote in Galatians, “But even if we, or an angel from heaven, preach any other gospel to you than what we have preached to you, let him be accursed.”  And again in 2 Corinthians we read, “Satan himself transforms himself into an angel of light.”  Thus we can be assured that, while it may have appeared convincing that Muhammad really did hear from God, he did not and was (rather conveniently and easily, from Satan’s perspective) deceived.  Islam is major world religion today, but we need not fear it: Muslims are people just like us who need the love and the salvation of Jesus.  By studying a little of what they believe, we may be better equipped to share the hope that lives within us.

Islamic theology resembles Christianity in that it is a monotheistic religion.  However, Muslims do not believe in the trinity: they believe that God is just one person.  What is more they believe that God (whom they call Allah) is a distant being, impersonal and cold.  He has little interest in the doings of the world and often goes off on little whims of his own.
Islamic philosophy is supernaturalistic – they believe in a God and in spirits.  However, Muslims do not believe in miracles.  They find it hard to believe in miracles when Muhammad never performed any.  This of course poses a problem for them when they deny that Jesus is as great as or greater than Muhammad.   Blaise Pascal said, “Any man may do what Mohammad did; for he wrought no miracles, he fulfilled no previous prophecy.  No man can do what Jesus Christ did.”     While Muslims cannot explain the difference of miracles between Jesus and Muhammad, they do believe that he was foretold by prophecy.  They claim that the Bible and the Koran interrelate and that Islam is an extension of Christianity.   They believe that Deuteronomy 18:5 The Lord your God will raise up for you a Prophet like me from your midst, from your brethren. Him you shall hear, and John 14:16 And I will pray the Father, and He will give you another Helper, that He may abide with you forever… refer to the coming of Muhammad.  Christians, of course, know that these two prophecies refer to Jesus and the Holy Spirit respectively.
Like the other subjects thus far, Islamic biology resembles Christianity in many facets – but not so much in others.   It is rare for a Muslim to profess a belief in evolution: they believe that Allah created everything from nothing, and then man was created from the dust of the earth and Allah breathed life into him.  As previously stated, much of the story pertains to the Biblical account of Creation, but there are a couple of inconsistencies that betray the Islamic view.  The most notable of these is that the Koran gives varying time frames for the creation of the earth.  In one section it says it was created in six days.  Another section says Allah took eight days.  If the ‘authority’ cannot keep its own facts straight, how are we to believe it?
Ethics in Islam are significantly different to the ethics of a Christian.  Muslims believe that doing right and good things will earn your way back to Allah.  The basic foundation of these good acts is the jihad and the five pillars of Islam: praying five times a day, journeying to Mecca at least once, fasting and being celibate for the duration of Ramadan, giving two and a half percent of your life’s savings to the poor, and declaring that Allah is the only God and Muhammad his prophet.  There is an interesting twist on living an ethical, Islamic life.  Doing right and being righteous means doing the will of Allah.  This may seem rather basic and straight forward, until we remember that Allah can be capricious and erratic.  Thus, in essence, Islam says that you can know what Allah wants by living righteously and getting closer to him; but you can only live righteously by doing what he wants.

Cosmic Humanism
While a lot of Cosmic Humanism sounds rather ridiculous and farfetched, it is actually quite wide spread and accepted and is growing in numbers with several ‘big name’ celebrities such as George Lucas, Tom Cruise, Oprah Winfrey, and Dr. Oz included in its numbers.  Influenced greatly by some of the Eastern religions, Cosmic Humanism is intimately connected into the spiritual world which people can link themselves to through ‘channelling’ and meditation.
With faith that reaches from the stars to one’s own soul, Cosmic Humanistic theology states that everyone of us is God, that God is every one of us and that all is one and in some part God.  Science of Mind magazine says, “The significance of incarnation and resurrection is not that Jesus was a human like us but rather that we are gods like him – or at least have the potential to be.”   But it doesn’t stop there: not only is everyone God, everything is as well, putting Cosmic Humanism in the theological category of pantheism which comes from Greek meaning literally “all god”.   In saying this however, everything is not always referred to as ‘god’.  More often than not, ‘god’ is regarded as a force that surrounds us and from which we can obtain power and strength by meditation or channelling.  
The philosophy of Cosmic Humanism is entirely non-naturalistic.  In fact, Cosmic Humanists claim that nothing exists except spirit.  Everything we ‘perceive’ is just illusionary: none of it really exists.  In that belief however is the assertion that everything that does exist is God, because God is spirit.   If nothing we perceive is real, then, how do we know what is truly true?  The answer, or so we are told by Cosmic Humanists, comes from inside of each of us individually.  The more we meditate and concentrate on the inner self, the more we connect with and become more aware and conscious of the real us.  Since we are God, then when we come in contact with ourselves we are a never ending, never failing fountain of truth from which to draw life’s wisdom and guidance.  How can we know when we have that truth?  It is an unmistakable sensation, says the Cosmic Humanist.  You will know it when you feel it.
Cosmic Humanist biology is markedly unlike any other view that we shall cover here.  This difference lies in the fact that Cosmic Humanists believe that the world is simply an illusion and that everything that really does exist is spirit.  However, Cosmic Humanists d believe in evolution, but it is an evolution all of its own.  It concerns the evolution of man to spirit and our evolving consciousness of our higher selves.  The more we meditate and connect with our inner selves, the more highly evolved we become.
There is only one absolute in Cosmic Humanist ethics, and that is the absolute of individual autonomy, freedom and self-government.  Because of this, it is entirely unethical for a Cosmic Humanist to judge another person.  If we each are self-governing and each are God and have truth within us, then how can anyone ever possibly be wrong?

Secular Humanism
Secular Humanism – the worldview of the material world, humans and, essentially, self-centeredness.  Yes, Secular Humanism is all about Number One – you.  If you don’t want to, you don’t have to; if you want to what’s holding you back?  You were born to enjoy life and be happy.  It all seems pretty shallow but it goes much, much deeper as Secular Humanism is one of the weapons used against God by Satan to try and bring about his dastardly plans on earth.   Alexandr Solzhenitsyn said in his commencement address to Harvard University, “If, as claimed by humanism, man were born only to be happy, he would not be born to die. Since his body is doomed to death, his task on earth evidently must be more spiritual…”  
Secular Humanistic theology is atheistic and denies the existence of any divine being whatsoever.  What is more, Secular Humanists do not believe in any spiritual or supernatural world.  They firmly hold to their claim that humans are the highest form of anything in the universe: nothing compares to us and our science, reason and understanding hold all of our truth and knowledge.  This, of course, is not a secure platform on which to place our trust, but if there is no Deity for us to lean on for wisdom, where shall we go?
As can be expected from what has already been said, Secular Humanist philosophy is naturalistic, meaning that only what can be perceived with the senses of our physical body is real and truly exists.   This, of course, creates a problem when confronted with obvious things that are not tangible, such as thoughts.  Thoughts, says the Secular Humanist, are simply manifestations of electronic signals in the brain.  How they manage to make something intangible the manifestation of something that is palpable does not really make sense, but that is what they say.
Predictably, Secular Humanists believe in evolution when it comes to biology.  Taking their cue from Darwin from the get-go, Secular Humanists believe in the lot, because if they had any divine being behind any part of the process, they would cease to be atheistic, and their entire worldview would crumble.  The story goes that billions of years ago, there was an explosion out in space somewhere.  Where the gasses in the explosion came from, we aren’t sure - Secular Humanists aren’t sure either.  The point is, however, that the explosion left a heap of rubble and junk floating around in space.  One of these rocks had a swamp on which were floating some amino acids.  Somehow these amino acids found each other and created the first protein which grew and was eventually able to drag itself out of the water as some creature that multiplied (how that happened with only one spark of life remains a mystery) and over time coped with different variations on earth until all the creatures we have today – including wonderful beautiful you – were formed and evolved to face the harshness of this earth.  It sounds ridiculous, but sadly it is what most people believe now days because they refuse to submit themselves to a God who loves them and longs to receive them into His presence forever.
Humans “may, and do, make up their own rules… Morality is not discovered; it is made.”    So says Max Hocutt, a Secular Humanist.  And that is a fairly accurate sum up of Secular Humanist ethics.  They believe that there is no truth, for what can be true when each must make decisions based on his or her circumstance and his or her own judgement?

Marxist-Leninist
Marxism-Leninism is based on the ideals of Karl Marx that were added to and built on by Vladimir Lenin and all tied together by Joseph Stalin.   The essence of Marxism-Leninism is to abolish social standings and form a classless society.  To accomplish this, all private property is removed and belongs to the state.  The commoner works on communal farms, all the produce of which goes to the state.  It is impossible for one to improve oneself: there is only way to go under Communism, and that way is down.
Marxism-Leninism theology can only be classed as atheistic.  Marx, Lenin and Stalin were all positively set against religion of any kind, Marx calling it the “opium of the people”.  To a Marxist-Leninist, humanity is the highest form of life, and relying on a deity or on religion is considered weakness.
One of the points that sets Marxist-Leninist philosophy apart from other philosophies is the Marxist dialectical system.  Dialectics say that there is a constant tug-of-war happening between the forces all around us.  The thesis and the antithesis struggle and then the best parts of both are combines to make a new thesis which then struggles with its own antithesis and so on.  The theory of dialectics is very prominent in Marxism-Leninism, and they apply it to every area of life.
Biology for Marxist-Leninists is – not surprisingly – evolutionary.  In fact, when Karl Marx first read Charles Darwin’s On the Origin of Species he was very excited that he had finally come across a theory that supposedly answered the question of the origin of life without a Creator.  Marx took Darwin’s theory and tweaked it to fit inside of his theory of dialectics.   The problem with the theory dialectics in relation to biology is that the first spark of life had to come from somewhere.  For this reason, many Marxist-Leninists – such as Friedrich Engels in Marx’s time – believe firmly in spontaneous generation.
Marxist-Leninist ethics also embraces the theory of dialectics.  By the clashing and ‘evolving’ of classes, all one has to do to achieve morality in a Marxist-Leninist society is advance the cause of communism.  If this involves killing millions of people so be it.



Postmodernism:
Arguably the most paradoxical and self-condemning worldview, it is somewhat concerning to discover that postmodernism is also one of the most popular worldviews.  This is possibly because it doesn’t require anybody to commit to anything, nothing has to make sense, and people are free to believe what they want to without being judged for what they believe.
In light of the above paragraph it is with intense hesitation that postmodernists label themselves as atheists.  In reality, no one really minds what you believe, as long as you don’t try to push your beliefs onto those around you.
Postmodernist philosophy is somewhat confusing and self-contradictory.  Statements such as “There is no metanarrative,” “Words don’t have set meanings,” and “You have no right to judge me,” are all self-conflicting in some way, yet postmodernists hold to them.  Because of these beliefs, John 3:16 makes no sense to a postmodernist as it describes a God who loves the entire world, and according to postmodernists, there is no “whole world”, only small groups according to race, culture, lifestyle, age, gender, etc.
Because everything in Postmodernism is relative and based on opinion, no one really minds how the world began.  For the sake of having a standard to believe in, however, postmodernists claim to hold to punctuated equilibrium.  This rather unique take on biology says that everything came into existence by means of fast evolution: things didn’t slowly change from one species to another, instead they remained what they were until – bang! – one generation was significantly different to the one before it.
Ethics in postmodernism are, like everything else, relative.  Truth can only be found in the individual, whether that be the individual person, individual community, individual culture, or so on.  Each ‘group’ creates its own set of ethical standards to live by because only they can know their situation and what they want to require of themselves.  Something may be utter lawlessness in one culture or community, and yet be perfectly acceptable in another.  And we are not allowed to judge.  That is the lowest wrong-doing according to a Postmodernist because it does not allow another individual to be who they are and who they want to be.  As a result, Postmodernism has no authoritative set standard of right and wrong.


Now that we have seen the ins and outs of the six main worldviews that we come into contact with, it is time to ask ourselves: which way is the way to live?   Is it possible for everything to have come into existence by chance, or was everything created?  Is there a universal standard for morality and justice?  Is there a God at all?  No matter what different people say, there can only be one answer that will fully satisfy the human soul, and that answer is Jesus.  Until we find Him and realize that we were created by Him, are justified through Him, were made to live like Him and worship Him as our God and our King, than we will never have real satisfaction or peace in this world.   And so the question remains, why do people continue in their own wicked ways when it brings no real joy or gratification?  Jesus said in John 3:20-21 “And this is the condemnation, that the light has come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil. For everyone practicing evil hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his deeds should be exposed.”  Because those who follow another way other than Christ are evil, they resist the righteousness of God.  Does this mean they are hopeless cases?  Not at all!  May God give us the grace to continue to love those around us and to shine His light to those who we come into contact with day by day, that they might come to know Him.

Wednesday, 10 September 2014

Another Poem - The Vow

Here's another poem for critique... my school assignment was to write a paper on the essence of marriage.  Because I feel that I convey that kind of thing best on poetical form, I wrote a poem instead.  At first my head was all done in - I know what I believe, but getting it down on paper is so much harder.  I was able to have a chat with my lovely friend though who helped to step it out for me and gave me a couple of pointers.  Thanks so much, dear friend!  This is for you and your fiance.  :)


The Vow

It’s naught that I bring
And yet I bring everything
I am giving it all to you.
I’m so excited, but scared
I pray to God I’m prepared
For the new life we’re about to pursue.

My old life is behind me –
And though it’s the life that’s defined me –
I promise I’ll never go back.
For you will secure my ardour
And going back will be harder
The farther we go down the track.

Things won’t always be perfect
There’ll be times when we’re wrecked
And it all seems to be going awry.
I know I’ll make mistakes
But I’ll be with you in the heartbreaks
To comfort you while you cry.

We are young and new to this
What if we err or go amiss?
Fear not for example precedes us:
Christ’s love for his bride
Her sweet trust to confide -
We’ll follow wherever He leads us

What a blessed sweet vision
It makes firm my decision
To love you with whole mind and heart
I will love you forever
And forsake you never
As we say, “Until death do us part”.

Monday, 14 July 2014

Commonplace Palace

I thought I would share the other poem I entered in the writing eisteddfod.  I have already put up "Strength During Loss" which you can read here.  I was told recently by a poet that rhyming poetry is a bit of a lost art and very few people can do it (personally, I think it depends on how you have learned poetry and what you practice) but not sure what the adjudicator would be looking fr, I thought I would enter a free verse poem as well, which I don't really consider to be a poem - more like prose with funny paragraphing.  :P  Hope you like it all the same.  Thankyou to +Alice Farrelly for helping me out with my formatting, too.  :D


Commonplace Palace

Sitting, I listen to the sounds around me.
Sisters, singing and chattering happily
Oblivious as yet of life’s hardships and woes.
Bless their sweet hearts – they come over and kiss me
And off they go again!
Mozart playing through the stereo, creating a ballroom atmosphere
In this commonplace lounge,
Yet not so commonplace either…
Wherever love and laughter abound, is it so common?
No!  Kisses and hugs from one’s family
Create a fairy tale setting for a princess to live in.
For Mother and Father are the king and the queen
With one young prince and seven princesses to rule alongside.
How rich we are to live in our commonplace palace –
Laughter hangs from the ceiling and lights up the room.
Love surrounds us on all sides
Warmer than the fire in the hearth.
Homemade scarves –  birthday gifts, mainly – are more prized
Than a purple Tyrian cloak.
Patchwork quilts are hugged as stories shared
From books and from life.
Yes our commonplace palace is warmer,
Brighter,
Livelier
Than Buckingham itself
For within these walls resides our family:
Mother Father, Sisters, Brother
Altogether.

Wednesday, 9 July 2014

Joy's Blog Birthday Party Day Four - Modern Fiction and Ink Stains

1.      Who are your most-well-loved authors of the mid to late twentieth century (. . . 1930s-1980s)?
I can’t say I read heaps from this era as I am quite wary about content, and it can be hard to find gems in the rubble sometimes.  I really like Corrie Ten Boom books.  Oh!  My favourite author of all time is Janette Oke.  If you have not read her books you really need to find some and get into them.  They are beautiful!

2.      Your favourite authors of the twenty-first century?
My family has recently discovered the Barn Chronicles by Rosie Boom, which is the story about Rosie’s family (her husband and their six children) and about how they lived in a barn in New Zealand while they built their family home.  The books are really funny and “real life”, if you know what I mean.

3.      Which genres do you tend to read the most and enjoy from more modern fiction?
Biographies I think but I am also especially fond of any books set in WWII.  Most of Janette Oke books are set in the pioneering days of America and are Christian romances.  In a good way.  ;)  :P

4.      Are you more willing to invest yourself in a fictional trilogy/or series or prefer the stand-alone novel better?
It depends on the series.  :)  If I don’t enjoy the first book, then I won’t bother with the follow up books, but then if I enjoy the first one, I’ll keep going.  :)

5.      While it is generally agreed that nothing beats classic fiction, there is much gold in the new too! What are the positive qualities and styles of modern works that you appreciate?
That is a really hard question, Joy!  Ummm… :)  It’s not that I don’t appreciate modern books but as a whole, modern novels just don’t portray the same family values, fidelity, clean-ness that older books tend to have.

6.      What is your greatest hope for modern fiction?
What do you mean by that?  I’m going to assume you mean, what do I hope to find when I open a modern fiction book… :)  I hope to read about people of courage, who aren’t afraid to stand up for right and who defend the truth.  Also love that lasts would be a nice bonus feature thrown in now days.  :)

7.      List 5 books by modern authors you have read which you either hope or predict will become "classics" in years to come.
I really have no idea… :)

8.      In reading modern books, do you predominantly read from the secular or Christian market?
Christian, because have I mentioned that Janette Oke is my favourite author???  ;)  In saying that however the war stories I rad would almost equal her books, I think.

9.      List three of your favourite novels written in this century.

10. Of various as yet-unpublished books that you know something about, what are 5 that you most wish to read one day?
I don’t really keep up with what is coming out, but there is a book by a certain Joy that I wouldn’t mind reading one day… :)

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"The Ink Stains" Questions. . . 
(the writing tag)
1.      For how long have you been seriously novel-writing? What sparked you to move from simply writing in a "dabbling" fashion for fun to pursuing your writing to a higher-level?
I confess I am still dabbling.  I am not a serious writer in the least and unless it is something casual like this or a story I think up by myself, I don’t particularly enjoy it much.

2.      Do you wish, ultimately, to entertain your readers and make them smile, or rather to inspire, challenge them and move them to tears?
Just to get them hooked would be my fist goal – if they feel anything after that, I’m happy.  :P

3.      What are two of your favourite genres to write in?
Historical Fiction.  I think I have dabbled in about half a dozen eras, but I can’t say what would be my favourite.

4.      Will you please tell us a little about your current writing project (novel-in-progress, short story, novella, etc. . . )?
I can’t say I am actually actively working on anything at the moment, but the last story I started was a re-telling of Beauty and the Beast in a WWII setting.   You can read the first two installments here.  Part One   Part Two

5.      How long have you been working on it? What is the backstory of how you started this novel?
I came up with the idea when I read about the competition of Five Enchanted Roses on Joy’s blog.  The challenge was to tell a unique version of Beauty and the Beast, while staying true to the original plot.  
   
6.      Have you written other stories/books (or currently writing others)? Do tell us a little about them please!
I have started many more stories than I have completed.  In fact, I can’t think of many stories that I finished – at all.  I am not particularly fond of my own writing style, strange as it may sound.  I tend to write about my own passions, namely family, weddings and babies.  If it is not written properly or harnessed and dealt out in moderate amounts, such writing is rather unpalatable and super sloppy.  :P   Janette Oke is about the only author I have come across who has mastered this art.

7.      Out of all the characters you've ever written, who is your favourite?
I was pretty happy with the old woman at the start of my Beauty and the Beast story.

8.      When you complete this novel, do you plan on preparing it for publication or rather leave it to "marinate" and start a new work with the hopes of improving your writing first?
I don’t plan to ever publish something, and as a general rule, I don’t edit.  The way it comes out is the way it is.  :P

9.      Isaac Newton was known to have said, "If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of giants." Who do you see as having been the literary giants or "Greats" that have inspired and influenced your writing thus far?

10. Can you picture any of your novels being adapted into movies? In the stuff of your dreams, who would you cast for your main characters?
I am always doing this, whether it is my own writing or someone else’s!  As I said, though, my writing is generally not finished or developed enough to put it even into dreams yet!

11. As you write, how often do you find yourself learning any of the lessons or going through any of the journeys/struggles of your characters?
I can’t say I learn new lessons, but I am encouraged sometimes by the gentleness and meekness that I may try to put into a girl, or the courage and manliness that I put into a lad (not that manliness applies much to me!  LOL!)

12. As a Christian, how does your faith affect your writing generally? Is your current novel overtly Christian or more subtly under-girded with your faith and worldview?
Depends what I’m aiming for.  It my goal is a Christian novel, then I will highlight that more than what I would in a general fiction writing.  In such books, I may not mention religion at all, but my writing reflects the standards that I up hold as a Christian.

13. In one word each, how would you describe each of the main characters of your novel?
Dame Kansvier  : spooky
Rosalind: brave
Jacob: gentle
Ruth: sweet

14. Are there any aspects of your novel that have taken you by surprise?
Not yet!  :D

15. How do you think the main characters of your novel would react if he or she were introduced to you?
“You look so innocent!”  :P  Just kidding.  ;)  I seriously have no idea.

15. Do you plan, Lord-willing, on pursuing the traditional mainstream route of finding an agent, etc, and waiting it out, or do you consider indi publishing (self-publishing) a healthy alternative?
No, I don’t ever plan to publish.

16. Out of the many themes and messages, what would be the one closest to your heart that you should like to share through your writing?

There is hope, there is love, and we can find it if we look in the right place.  It isn’t inaccessible – Jesus holds it all out to us: all we have to do is reach out hand take it.