"We are what we believe we are." – C. S. Lewis
Apparently, much of what we understand ourselves to be is based on what we see ourselves do. Our actions dictate as much of our own self image as it does the image other people see of us.
(1) In the form of a man, a suffering lamb
was born on a Christmas day
(2) Wiser than scribes, He came to save lives
He’s the Truth, and the Life, and the Way
(3) We’d trespassed against, with grevious offence
the Law that the Father had given
(4) Yet God’s love was deep, and it caused Him to weep
and to cry as the iron was driven
(5) Could it be complete? This humbling feat
displayed on a skull ridden rock?
(6) Surounded by death, men of murder and theft
died a scion of King David’s stock
(7) Three days in His grave, He lay in a cave
an act of God’s grace to occur
(8) Soldiers were sent, His theft to prevent
by Pilot the clean governor
(9) In the garden at dawn, the women had come
with the spices that they had prepared
(10) But He was not there, and the guards weren’t aware
when two angels before them appeared
(11) The Christ is not dead, He’s alive as He said
two angels proclaimed to the world
(12) A new time has come, death is undone
and His banner will soon be unfurle
1st Amendment ‘doesn’t create church-state wall of separation’ as a US Appeals Court finally sees reason.
Beautiful Little Girl by Sara, who is turning a year older tomorrow.
Every year at thanksgiving, I try to take the family portrait. Its harder than you might think. Each year I end up having to photoshop heavily to get an image that is pretty decent. So here it is, before and after. There were six other images besides the base image used to composite the final product.
Pre Touchup Base Photo:
The thing about family is, its relationships are neither temporal nor conditional. If you are the son of your father, you will always be your father’s son. Unlike friendship, citizenship, and work relationships, all of which can cease to be true after a given amount of time, or under certain conditions, family is always true, whether acknowledged or not.
In most religions, membership comes with conditions, and salvation is one or lost based on how well you meet them. But Christianity is different. Christianity is Family. And not just any family, but one with a perfect Father, and a perfect first born Son.
When salvation is granted by a request made in faith, we are born spiritually into this perfect family. We become sons and daughters (Ga 4:6, Ro 8:14). And never, through action or inaction (Ro 8:38-39) can that relationship ever change. It is as immutable as the very word of God Himself (Mt 5:18).
We may play the prodigal, but even whilst the wayward son was frittering away his inheritance (Lu 15:13), he was still his fathers son, and like the prodigal, those of us who use unwisely the gifts we have as the children of God, though we return crying that we are unworthy to be called sons and daughters, always will He take us into His arms and declare that His child has come home (Lu 15:20-24).
There’s a saying that, "Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise." The sentiment is found in proverbs. There probably is something to it. I’ve been late to bed and late to rise and very busy last several months, and now I’m sick. I wonder if its a portent of things to come?
Been reading C. S. Lewis of late. Decided to finally finish the space trilogy, and so I read "That Hideous Strength". Lovely book. I had not really understood the level of Lewis’ distaste for modern feminism, and after reading "The Dark Tower" and the short stories contained in that volume, I am somewhat wiser to his sharper wit. He writes with more vim and vigor when speaking to adult audiences about societel issues. Does a body good to hear such truths so outspoken in such times as these.
Whew, would you get ahold of the verbage in that paragraph? Comes from having a foggy head. ;) Christmas is coming. Am I the only one who is having a hard time wrapping himself up in a festive spirit? I think I lost something… somewhere…
I’m sick. Sometime today, I shall endevour to post some more photos, but I’m running out of older stuff to print and haven’t had a chance to get out and shoot new stuff.
I have a full blown cold, sinus preassure, stufy nose, sore throat. I expect I’ll start coughing soon. As it is, I’m sneezing a lot. Feel miserable, so bear with me.