Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
I did just buy tradesman an ESV (English Standard Version) study Bible for our anniversary. He was thrilled.
Our church has switched over to using the ESV exclusively for scripture readings and such and he has been dying to get his hands on one.
He is LOVING it. The study content is very extensive and according to John Piper the translation is very accurate to the original wording in the Greek, Hebrew and Aramaic texts.
But I have a confession to make.
I have been reading "the message" as of late.
I have been a bit of a Bible snob and was unwilling to even look at that translation as I considered it completely false and misleading.
I am not saying that I recount those original thoughts completely. I think that we do have to tread carefully when reading translations that are thought- for -thought based. Many
interpretive decisions that should be made by the reader are already made for the reader by the translator. The context, meanings and expression of the original can be lost.
However, since going through the loss of the twins I have abandoned my regular style of reading through the scriptures temporarily and instead have been reading everywhere and anywhere throughout my Bible. And one of my favorite things to do has been to use Bible Gateway.com.
I love that I can look up any scripture in a variety of translations. I found this to be most comforting at times. If you look through some of my more recent posts, you will see that I have a fair bit of scripture posted in the New Living Translation and The Message.
I still always go back to my trusty New King James for Study and context, but I have rather enjoyed the narrative style of The Message. I picked up a soft cover one for rather cheap at the Christian bookstore and have barely been able to put it down.
Maybe, I am just a bit more simple minded or enjoy the easy flow, but I find it comfortable.
Using it for depth or interpretation of scripture I would not, but an enjoyable, relate-able version it is. I believe that it should not replace the actual reading of Gods word from a reliable version, but as an added pleasure with discernment, I could recommend it.
For example, today I was reading in Romans some favorite verses below.
"And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us." Romans 5:3-5 (NKJ)
Beautiful! Can you not just picture that? God has poured out His love to FILL our hearts! I loved that and was curious how "The Message" might word the same scriptures.
Here's Romans 5:3-5
"There's more to come: We continue to shout our praise even when we're hemmed in with troubles, because we know how troubles can develop passionate patience in us, and how that patience in turn forges the tempered steel of virtue, keeping us alert for whatever God will do next. In alert expectancy such as this, we're never left feeling shortchanged. Quite the contrary—we can't round up enough containers to hold everything God generously pours into our lives through the Holy Spirit! "
This is EXACTLY how I feel. And it was a blessing and an encouragement to me to read.
So hence... my closet "Message reading" has been revealed, and strangely I don't feel bad about it. :)
Monday, March 22, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Glass vase, rocks, new tulips from my neighbor and a whole lot of water hits the wood floor.
I see it. The pain I caused.
Blonde curls fall over his big blue eyes, they well.
His cherub cheeks so sweet, but his little lip it protrudes and quivers.
"I'm sorry mama...I didn't mean too."
Oh how it aches now to type it, to remember his precious face and my angry expression, my voice annoyed and loud.
With towels we mop up, him and I side by side.
As I watch his little determined expression while his wee hands try to mimic mine, I meditate.
This wet mess is far easier to clean up then the havoc I created in his tiny heart.
Why am I such a slow learner?
I can create all the beauty I want in the nooks and crannies of our home, but it matters not to my children if I have failed to create beauty in my heart and actions.
I am grateful for the quick forgiveness of little ones, the unconditional love freely given, chubby arms that wrap around my neck and heart. Kisses and smiles that replace the ugliness of moments before.
It comes like a flood, the gratefulness for my life, the sorrow for my many inadequacies and I reflect.
Oh, these little ones have so much to share with us. Sometimes we as mothers are the students and they are the teachers.
Each day is full of choices, moments are captured good and bad and I am thankful.
Blessed, grace-filled memories are but a moment away.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The mood you say, "for what?"
Spring decorating! Silly.
Collected some squiggly branches in the yard...
Bring on the spring!
I am ready.
Let the fun begin!
Loving the sunshine,
Monday, March 15, 2010
Don't let that fool you.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
The weekend is over and the same old chores are staring me in the face.
I am overtired because I ALWAYS stay up too late Sundays.
I am either unmotivated or SUPER motivated. Neither one is pretty.
I've decided Monday is my new "Let Loose Day"
Something easy for dinner, don't stress the mess, and embrace the fun day.
Monday no longer seems so daunting.
And really, Tomorrow is just a day away.
Friday, March 5, 2010
If you are a sane person, I still apologize for this post.
My daughter has a cat. She adores this cat. She even licked this cat once when it was a kitten thinking that it would help the kitten not to miss her momma so much.
What can I say, she also has her dads DNA.
My daughter just had a birthday and a dear friend who has one of the biggest hearts around is also a little coo coo over this cat.
"A girl can dream can't she?"
Of course, if my girl has anything to do with it, the worlds your oyster.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
I got this lovely box...can you guess what was inside?
Is she not adorable? I wanna be her.
Here's me trying.
Never mind, the feeling passed.
Good thing tradesmans daily attire does not require wrinkle free.
This apron has magic powers I tell you.
I was MAJOR glamorous when I was peeling and chopping this big pile of veggies for stew.
Just ask my children.
Oh, actually you can't.
They are all sitting perfectly on my freshly fluffed setee playing a game of scrabble while waiting for the homemade apple pie to finish baking and for me to put the finishing touches on the ice cream I made from scratch after milking Betsy this afternoon....or not.
Loving my new apron,