February 28, 2010
February 27, 2010
I've just finished Exodus and started Leviticus, the third book in the Bible. There are a LOT of repeated words in these instructions to the Jewish priests and people. Serious themes emerge as one examines what gets stressed.
This time as I read it, I am colour-coding various repeated words. It helps me to:
a) see what is repeated and emphasized (and therefore important to God)
b) think about the themes and how they relate to me
c) get through it without drowning!
d) make pretty Bible pages...?
So this is how I decided to underline:
|Acceptable to the Lord/Pleasing to the Lord||Light Green|
|Before the Lord/To the Lord||Yellow|
See how it starts with sin and ends with forgiveness? I sure need and like that ending. But it has to go through offering something without defect and pleasing/acceptable to the Lord, coming before the Lord, being atoned for with blood... the Israelites used "perfect" animals...but they had to keep on sacrificing them day after day, never finished, thus they didn't really take away the sin. Every sacrifice was pointing towards the one final, really perfect, voluntary one: Jesus, once for all, finished and done. Thank You for washing me, making me clean, taking away my guilt, forgiving me and making me holy.
Is Our House in the Bermuda Triangle?
February 26, 2010
my mom & dad
my mom & stepdad
my really long-term future
my value in the eyes of my Maker
February 25, 2010
First Snowdrop 2010
Did you know there's one Swiss canton mentioned in the Bible? Which one?
Click for answer here: Swiss canton mentioned in the Bible. (Unless you count this dubious "mention" of one other Swiss canton.) You're welcome for your Swiss Biblical trivia of the day. * * * * * Yesterday's mid-week luncheon at home with my only son, whose last 18 months with us I am relishing before they are over and he flies the coop: The first item was the only one planned, but we kept finding other fun tidbits hanging around to add. It turned out to be a feast. Got to keep those teenaged sons' bellies full of growth materials. * * * * * Three thoughts that keep coming back to me from the ladies' study on prayer I've been attending since last month: - God as the "Most High" (there's nothing higher, no higher authority, nothing greater or stronger) - Prayer = Drawing Near to God - An Intercessor = a role someone can be called to, to spend special time praying for others (a place to start if you don't know what else God might be calling you to do) * * * * * A thought that occurred to me in the car this morning: I recently got my favorite boots resoled. God re-souls me. What a difference in my boots! What a joy to walk on! A newly solid foundation. How much more will the restoration of my soul make a positive difference! Does that make God the Great Cobbler? :-) * * * * * From my reading this morning - I had never thought about the significance of the symbolism of the
(Unless you count this dubious "mention" of one other Swiss canton.)
You're welcome for your Swiss Biblical trivia of the day.
* * * * *
Yesterday's mid-week luncheon at home with my only son, whose last 18 months with us I am relishing before they are over and he flies the coop:
The first item was the only one planned, but we kept finding other fun tidbits hanging around to add. It turned out to be a feast. Got to keep those teenaged sons' bellies full of growth materials.
* * * * *
Three thoughts that keep coming back to me from the ladies' study on prayer I've been attending since last month:
- God as the "Most High" (there's nothing higher, no higher authority, nothing greater or stronger)
- Prayer = Drawing Near to God
- An Intercessor = a role someone can be called to, to spend special time praying for others (a place to start if you don't know what else God might be calling you to do)
* * * * *
A thought that occurred to me in the car this morning:
I recently got my favorite boots resoled.
God re-souls me.
What a difference in my boots! What a joy to walk on! A newly solid foundation.
How much more will the restoration of my soul make a positive difference! Does that make God the Great Cobbler? :-)
* * * * *
From my reading this morning -
I had never thought about the significance of the symbolism of the
"four rows of precious stones" on the Jewish high priest's clothing (ruby, topaz, turquoise, sapphire, emerald, amethyst, etc.), "mounted in gold filigree settings."
"Twelve stones, one for each of the names of the sons of Israel, each engraved like a seal with the name of one of the twelve tribes."
In all times previous, I just completely passed over the meaning of this! I thought, oh pretty, and moved on.
Today, it dawned on me that the stones represent God's people, AND:
- The stones are PRECIOUS.
- The stones are BEAUTIFUL.
- The stones are each DIFFERENT.
- The stones have NAMES on them - He knows us by name.
- The stones are worn over the high priest's vital organs, including his heart.
Wow. We, the people who bow down before the Creator and want to be His people, are precious to Him, beautiful because He made us, different by design, and known by name. We are close to His heart. This reinforces to me that every part of the Bible has good lessons for us, even long descriptions of stuff we don't use anymore!
Every Day for A Month
Accountability: five other ladies on Facebook private group.
Accountability: a group of about seven other people on Facebook, sometimes dwindling to three active people - but hey, I only need one.
February 24, 2010
Some Experiences are Not as Nice as Others
I wander around the store looking for a caramelizing mini-blowtorch. After some time, I happily find it. Victory! Now I have something which will tickle David's culinary fancy on our 20-year-meeting-anniversary. He likes making crème brûlée (and other types of custard), and using fire inside the house, to compensate for the fact that we don't currently have a gas stove.
There are lines at all the cash registers, but I shuffle my way to the front of the line in due time, where the cashier asks me with a tired, raised eyebrow whether I realize the blow torch is empty and needs butane gas bought separately. In Swiss-German, of course. Or maybe it's German, because I understand that much. But then she proceeds rapidly to explain where I can find the fuel, and says I could quickly go get it.
At which a lady in line behind me makes an exasperated noise, as I pass her to seek out the needed container. Except I really only understand the word "green" out of the location instructions. I see some green bowls, so I head their direction rather cluelessly, still not so sure the blowtorch actually is empty, and wondering anxiously how mad the people behind me in line will be when I finally return.
I can't find the stuff, and give up in order to finish my original transaction and let the other customers get through the line, thinking I can come back around for a second pass afterwards. But the cashier now informs me that she has suspended my order anyway (the other shoppers have been passing through successfully in the meantime), and it's just over there somewhere (more directions given that I really don't understand, apart from perhaps "down low" and something to do with a lady - of which there are several in the general direction she is pointing). The expression on her face spells out that she doesn't see why I couldn't find it.
I head off again, snag another employee and attempt to communicate what it is I am looking for, but it's her turn to look clueless, until I show her another blowtorch from the shelf and combine this visual aid with more clumsy German words (mixed with the French "crème brûlée" which I feel certain must be an international expression). This woman claims at first that they don't sell the fuel (to which I reply by asking how I'm supposed to use the thing, then?), and then that the gas is already in the device. I ask her if she's sure, and she tries to find confirmation on the packaging. Then she asks ME whether the device is empty - which clearly I don't know and am confused about. Next, she spots the fuel canister on the shelf (down low, yes), and hands it me (so, they DO sell it?). It's only 4 Francs and 30 Rappen, so I take it, just in case.
I get back to the register, excuse myself in front of a fresh crop of strangers, and go back to the front of the line. The cashier now asks me if I was planning to pay by card (or something about a card, anyway). I go into stunned mode, trying to remember where I left the card with which I had been in the middle of paying, way back at the beginning of this débacle. I say yes... and with a critical look, she holds up my card, which I had left in the machine. Her gaze makes me feel like an irresponsible idiot. Or it at least feels like that's what she's trying to convey. Anyway, she hands it back, and we put the payment through.
I leave with my mission accomplished, but a sour aftertaste.
Then there are those other pleasant cashiers who smile.
Post-script a few hours later: the cashier ended up being correct and very helpful in her insistence and information; the other staff person was wrong on both verbal assertions she made, though correct in her choice of canister. There was no fuel pre-loaded in the tool, and the fuel they sold me was the right stuff for the job. I'm thankful for the assistance from both ladies, however belittling and confusing and embarrassing. We ended up with a working blowtorch! David made the ramequins of crème brûlée tonight to chill overnight and torch tomorrow...
Twenty Years of Thinking About You with Excitement, Fondness, eventually True Love
February 23, 2010
You know Dugongs?
Pretty cool that wikipedia notes another location of dugongs these days: "in the Red Sea in Egypt." Of course the Israelites got their hides in plundering the Egyptians on their way out during the exodus."Its range... spans the waters of at least 37 countries throughout the Indo-Pacific, though the majority of dugongs live in the northern waters of Australia""It is easily distinguished from the manatees by its fluked, dolphin-like tail""Dugongs are also threatened by storms, parasites, and their natural predators, sharks, killer whales, and crocodiles.""The word "dugong" derives from the Tagalog term dugong which was in turn adopted from the Malay duyung, both meaning "lady of the sea." Other common local names include "sea cow," "sea pig" and "sea camel."""Dugongs are referred to as "sea cows" because their diet consists mainly of sea-grass.""There is a 5,000-year old wall painting of a dugong [in] Malaysia. This was discovered by Lt.R.L Rawlings in 1959 while on a routine patrol.""Worldwide, only six dugongs are held in captivity." (one is called Gracie!)