Saturday, March 31, 2007

Dreaming Eyes of Wonder

A friend shared these resolutions with me, ones he loves to emulate and thought I would enjoy. They were written by Clyde Kilby, a professor a Wheaton College, quite a few years ago now.

1.) At least once every day I shall look steadily up at the sky and remember that I, a consciousness with a conscience, am on a planet traveling in space with wonderfully mysterious things above and about me.

2.) Instead of the accustomed idea of a mindless and endless evolutionary change to which we can neither add nor subtract, I shall suppose the universe guided by an Intelligence which, as Aristotle said of Greek drama, requires a beginning, a middle, and an end. I think this will save me from the cynicism expressed by Bertrand Russell before his death, when he said: “There is darkness without, and when I die there will be darkness within. There is no splendour, no vastness anywhere, only triviality for a moment, and then nothing.”

3.) I shall not fall into the falsehood that this day, or any day, is merely another ambiguous and plodding twenty-four hours, but rather a unique event, filled, if I so wish, with worthy potentialities. I shall not be fool enough to suppose that trouble and pain are wholly evil parentheses in my existence but, just as likely, ladders to be climbed toward moral and spiritual manhood.

4.) I shall not turn my life into a thin straight line which prefers abstractions to reality. I shall know what I am doing when I abstract, which of course I shall often have to do.

5.) I shall not demean my own uniqueness by envy of others. I shall stop boring into myself to discover what psychological or social categories I might belong to. Mostly I shall simply forget about myself and do my work.

6.) I shall open my eyes and ears. Once every day I shall simply stare at a tree, a flower, a cloud or a person. I shall not then be concerned at all to ask what they are, but simply be glad that they are. I shall joyfully allow them the mystery of what Lewis calls their “divine, magical, terrifying, and ecstatic” existence.

7.) I shall follow Darwin’s advice and turn frequently to imaginative things such as good literature and good music, preferably, as Lewis suggests, an old book and timeless music.

8.) I shall not allow the devilish onrush of this century to usurp all my energies but will instead, as Charles Williams suggested, “fulfill the moment as the moment.” I shall try to live well just now because the only time that exists is now.

9.) If for nothing more than the sake of a change of view, I shall assume my ancestry to be from the heavens rather than from the caves.

10.) Even if I turn out to be wrong, I shall bet my life on the assumption that this world is not idiotic, neither run by an absentee landlord, but that today, this veryday, some stroke is being added to the cosmic canvas that in due course I shall understand with joy as a stroke made by the Architect who calls Himself Alpha and Omega.

11.) I shall sometimes look back at the freshness of vision I had in childhood and try, at least for a little while, to be, in the words of Lewis Carroll, the “child of thepure unclouded brow, and dreaming eyes of wonder.”

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Morning Has Broken
Traditional Song, Lyrics by Eleanor Farjeon

Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Where are Men
When they're Not at Home?


Different places.
Some are out at the barn checking on the mare that's about to foal.
I know, not many now.
A few.

Some are running down to the corner store to pick up something they forgot.
Be right back.

Some are in offices practicing pitches. Spiels.

Some are phoning from offices—saying they'll be late.

Of course, many are dead.
You suddenly think about them because you're back where you haven't been
in 20 years
and go to look them up.
But they're not there.
Just some widows.

But most are way off somewhere searching for fathers who were never home enough.

"Where are Men When they're Not at Home?" by Reid Bush, from What You Know. © Larkspur Press, discovered on Bob Nickles' blog, The Back Burner.

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Perhaps argument and teaching, too, cannot reach all men, but the soul of the listener, like the earth which is to nourish the seed, should first be cultivated by habit to enjoy or hate things properly; for he who lives according to passion would neither listen to an argument which dissuades him nor understand it, and if he is disposed in this manner, how can he be persuaded to change?

~Aristotle, Nicomachean Ethics, trans. Apostle

Friday, October 27, 2006

I would not be anywhere else but in this hardest of fields with an invincible Christ... I am full of hope that when God delays in fulfilling our little thoughts, it is to leave Himself room to work out His great ones. And, more and more as times goes on, I feel that the longer He waits the more we can expect, for the deeper and wider will be the undermining, and the greater will be the band of those who will come forth free from their prison walls. When one gets hold of that vision, one can throw back in the devil's face his taunts over the seemingly wasted years that lie behind us.
~Lillias Trotter
(a gem discovered at MargaretAshwood.com)

Thursday, October 12, 2006

"What I like about experience is that it is such an honest thing. You may take any number of wrong turnings; but keep your eyes open and you will not be allowed to go very far before the warning signs appear. You may have deceived yourself, but experience is not trying to deceive you. The universe rings true wherever you fairly test it."

~C. S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy

Thursday, September 14, 2006

"What is grace? It is the inspiration from on high: it is love; it is liberty. Grace is the spirit of law. This discovery of the spirit of law belongs to St. Paul; and what he calls 'grace' from a heavenly point of view, we from and earthly point, call 'righteousness.'"
~Victor Hugo, (1802-1885)
French Novelist

Friday, September 08, 2006

"Courage is not simply one of the virtues, but the form of every virtue at the testing point."
~C. S. Lewis

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith” (Heb. 12:2).

A blank page. Spells potential. Inspiring. Intimidating. Kind of like the future. Frightening. I’ve felt that way about my future. Sometimes, still do. It’s good to know Someone else is writing the story of my life.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

"Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired and success achieved."

~Helen Keller

Friday, January 27, 2006

“When we come to the edge of the light we know, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, of this we can be sure…either God will provide something solid to stand on or…we will be taught to fly.”

~Author unknown

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Emily Dickinson

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year~
"Give me a light that I might tread safely into the unknown."
And he replied,
"Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way."
~M.L. Haskins (Quoted by His Majesty the King in an empire broadcast.)

God is good, all the time. All the time, God is good. That means even in these periods of confusion and trials of faith. God is good! I don't have direction, but I have Him beside me; that is better than thinking I know where to go on my own.

Not only do I have the hand of God when the world is dark, I have His Word, a lamp for my feet and a light for my path. The five foolish virgins had lamps but no light because their oil ran out. If I have His Word, but not His Spirit, my lamp will not light my way. If I have His Spirit but neglect His Word, there is no context for the oil of His Spirit to flow. Do I have His Word and does His Spirit flow through my life? Then that Word can enlighten my path. "Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path" (Psalm 119:105).

When God Says Wait
"The word spoken to me has been to be ready to go, but also to wait on God’s timing."
by Gabe Reese (90&9.com)

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Christmas is approaching and like so many, I'm obsessing over the gift-giving aspect. Would she like this or that, or even that? We all want to please our freinds and our motivation to find that perfect something is the hope of beholding their delight on opening the gifts Christmas morning.

Too, I've been looking closer at God's gifts. "Every good and perfect gift is from above..." I haven't always seen His gifts to me as good and perfect. I've mistrusted and despised the gifts, even tried to shove some back at Him, thinking I wouldn't have time to enjoy them. But He has been a true friend, still aiming to please, hoping to kindle delight in my eyes.

I don't deserve them, but He's given me some good and perfect gifts. May I delight!

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

When is a Man Educated?

"When he can look out upon the universe, now lucid and lovely, now dark and terrible, with a sense of his own littleness in the great scheme of things, and yet have faith and courage. When he knows how to make friends and keep them, and above all, when he can keep friends with himself.
"When he can be happy alone and high-minded amid the drudgeries of life. When he can look into a wayside puddle and see something besides mud, and into the face of the most forlorn mortal and see something divine.
"When he know how to live, how to love, how to hope, how to pray--is glad to live...and has in his heart a bit of song."

Joseph Fort Newton (a distant relation?)

Thursday, November 10, 2005

"I am in the mood for a good story; of course, I am always in the mood for a good story," a sentiment voiced by Winston Churchill and echoed by many others, including one Miss Skinner at her blog, Musings of a Lady.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

"Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do which must be done, whether you like it or not. Being forced to work, and forced to do your best, will breed in you temperence, self-control, diligence, strength of will, content, and a hundred other virtues which the idle never know."

~Charles Kingsley

Friday, October 14, 2005

I don't understand the mechanics of faith or why the exercise of it is pleasing to God. Is being out on a limb ever comfortable? Yet I rest there, assured that underneath are the everlasting arms. If I fall when following His voice, He will bear me up. Abraham's faith and active obedience to God were counted for righteousness. He believed God. Would I leave my home and family because God promised to show me favor in another land? Would I believe it if He promised my descendants would outnumber the stars even though I were old and childless? God has spoken smaller promises to my heart, and for fear or doubt, I haven't always followed Him. But with His help, I will in this exercize of faith; I will trust Him and I will follow. "But He knoweth the way that I take: when He hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold (Job 23:10).

The God Who Sees
Sometimes we have to jump when we can’t see what we’re jumping into.
By Steve Ares

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.

Emily Dickinson, American Poet (1830-1886)

Monday, September 19, 2005

"I'll quite procrastinating...tomorrow." That seems to be my modus operandi. Today, when I was tempted to put something off, I plunged straight into it. This afternoon, I ran two packages to the post office on my break. I answered several emails within hours of their receipt. I'm posting to my blog after several months of silence. I waste so much energy, never mind time, in putting off till tomorrow what I can very well do today. Today is the day...Carpe diem!