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Psalm 55
16-18 I call to God;
God will help me.
At dusk, dawn, and noon I sigh
deep sighs—He hears, He rescues.
My life is well and whole, secure
in the middle of danger
Even while thousands
are lined up against me.
God hears it all.
i know why i hate the cage of my sin
i rattle around in it
bang against it
moan at the bars
that surround me.
i know why i hate the desolate cage of my sin
yearning to be free
of the dark
the walls closing in
that engulf me.
i hate it because I know what freedom tastes like
sweet on my soul like honey
wings spread not confined
vast openness pours out around me
as far as the east from the west my cage bars fly apart
for no sin can stand next to the mercy of a loving God.
i know what freedom feels like
rescued from night and shadows
my life is well and secure and blessed
because i called out to God and He heard my cry
He hears it all.
-Liese
{365:10-11} Savannah & Sabbath
Posted by: | Comments{365:10} Savannah Abigail, my “Rehoboth” (I hope to post more about that later, which is a matter of my getting around to copying from my personal journal to my blog here.) and her “Father’s joy”, our miracle baby.
{365:11} Isaiah 58.13, The Complete Jewish Bible
Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the LORD your God. On it you shall not do any work, neither you, nor your son or daughter, nor your manservant or maidservant, nor your animals, nor the alien within your gates. For in six days the LORD made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, but he rested on the seventh day. Therefore the LORD blessed the Sabbath day and made it holy.
~ Exodus 20.8-11
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Tis the season
Posted by: | CommentsWe have such a lovely lead up to Christmas and then – poof, the day after it’s like ‘Oh well, Christmas is over.’ Stores have Valentines decorations out, presents are stowed, thoughts start to focus on resolutions and not on how many sweet potatoes we need for Christmas dinner. I think every year, why do we just have 1 day?
The God of the universe gave us the greatest gift in the world and we have one day to celebrate it? Yeah, we do advent so we had 25+ days of readings and thinking about the one day, but still, there are 364 days until the next Christmas day. I think to myself, how can I fill each of those days with the wonder and joy of Christmas, and shouldn’t I?
I always leave out a nativity set through the year so I can see it and think about the special day, but really every day is special. Each day we wake up with hopes and hurts and have to choose how to get through the day, will we find it a joyful blessing or a complete drudge? This coming year in order to keep the learning and joy of the season going we are going to do a few things around here.
One – Every month we will be studying a different name of God, ending with Messiah in December. So far I have Jehovah Jireh, Jehovah Nissi, Redeemer, Jehovah Rophe, EL-Olam, EL-Berith, EL-Gibhor, Logos, Elohim, EL Shaddi, and Adonai. Though there are many more names than that.
Two – We will have a family game night twice a month. We have a ton of games and we play them sporadically, so I think 2 times a month is a good goal. We might end up doing it every week as the year goes on. How does that increase joy? Well, as long as you have a fun game to play, it’s fun!
Three – Joel is going to the high school youth group on Sunday nights, I have a Bible study twice a month, we’ll get to church every Sunday and the girls might be going to 24/7 at church. Joel, Bethany and I are doing the Bible reading challenge that the church we dance at is doing. Though we might cut the reading in half for each day and take twice as long to do it.
Four – Once a month as a family we will be doing some sort of community, volunteer project. First up is a clothing drive for the square mile at our church. One of the ways to keep the joy alive is to give it away.
So, that’s the plan. Of course, life usually gets in the way of the best laid plans, but I think this is way more doable than things I have tried in the past.
Follow the line
Posted by: | CommentsThe lines of purpose in your lives never grow slack, tightly tied as they are to your future in Heaven, kept taut by hope. Colossians 1:5
What an great picture of how our daily lives are tied to our future. Reading this reminds me of how awesome it can be to find your purpose early in life. We need to find the purpose in our lives not only to live up to what God has planned, but so we can be tied strongly to our future. A slack purpose can cause us to go astray; a tight, focused aim keeps us on track. We can walk a straight course if we know what our goal is. In a plane when you follow the yellow line to the runway you have to hold close to it. If you stray too far one way or the other you will miss your runway and not be able to accomplish your purpose (getting off the ground in that case.) You also become a hazard to those on the ground, a stray plane can do a lot of damage – what do you think a stray life can do? A life devoid of purpose, a life that hasn’t found the yellow line to follow or the line to hold taut. Oh, how I pray that we find our aim, goal, destination, fix, purpose and then hold taut the line to our future Heavenly reward. Don’t let go of the line connecting you to the Father – grab for it and hang on tightly. Find your purpose and chase after it. Adhere to the line that Christ has set forth, so your path follows in His steps.
Life is like a Javanilla shake
Posted by: | CommentsAnd not just because I happened to have one last free day. No, the parallels of shake to life are interestingly similar.
Take the Javanilla shake, it is comprised of a sweet chunk of ice cream and some bitter coffee. This concoction is swirled around until the two create a beautiful harmony of coffee-cream taste. Take life, it is comprised of joy and happiness (that would be the ice cream part) and hurts, disappointments, pain and strife (that would be the bitter coffee part.) These ingredients swirl around and create life as we know it, sometimes it’s a bit heavy on the bitter and we need to add more joy. Sometimes it gets way too sweet and hardships enter in to bring us back in balance (Jesus didn’t say life would always be ice cream sweet.) Also, you can’t gulp a Javanilla shake, you’ll get an ice cream headache. You have to savor each sip and let the flavor overcome you. In life to, you can’t race to the end of the week, you have to take each day as it comes and you can choose to take each hour of that day and slowly savor it.
Matthew 6:34 Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.
The goal
Posted by: | CommentsSo, I was reading Philippians (no shock there) and I pondered these verses from chapter 3
12-14 I’m not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus.
15-16 So let’s keep focused on that goal, those of us who want everything God has for us. If any of you have something else in mind, something less than total commitment, God will clear your blurred vision—you’ll see it yet!
17-19 Stick with me, friends. Keep track of those you see running this same course, headed for this same goal. There are many out there taking other paths, choosing other goals, and trying to get you to go along with them.
20-21 But there’s far more to life for us. We’re citizens of high heaven! We’re waiting the arrival of the Savior, the Master, Jesus Christ, who will transform our earthy bodies into glorious bodies like his own. He’ll make us beautiful and whole with the same powerful skill by which he is putting everything as it should be, under and around him.
I love the image of the goal and the prize. I remember when I used to run track in school and we’d have these cross country runs. I sucked at cross country runs and I knew I’d never win – so I found others who sucked and we lazily lopped along the path. We’d talk and get distracted from the course and eventually we’d arrive at the destination – losers. But, this is different, I know the end and I know that I win. I know that if I give everything to Jesus and stay focused on Him – He will take all my worthless rags and turn them into a beautiful gown for His radiant daughter. Wow, that is neat. I also know that I can get distracted and waver from the path, what good advice to choose those on the same path and stick to them so that I don’t get lost.
Tonight we’re going to night at the museums and it’s already dark outside. I’m going to follow the person with the light because they know the way – it would be kind of stupid to be out in the dark following someone who didn’t have a light, just walking along hoping I don’t fall into a pothole. That’s why it says in Philippians 2: Provide people with a glimpse of good living and of the living God. Carry the light-giving Message into the night. Anyway, that was what I got out of those verses and of course I wrote a poem to help me remember and explain how they made me feel.
The Goal
Where You lead me I will go
Though I do not always know,
Where the path before will lead
But You are all that I need.
When my days are numbered down
And life tumbles all around,
When the pain is drawing near
And my life holds only fear.
Draw me close to the Prince of Peace
And let all my worries cease,
Cleansing rain comes pouring down
It’s the sweetest sound my soul has found.
Oh Lord,
May my eyes never waver.
May my heart remain true.
May my mind please You Father.
May my soul be satisfied,
In You.
Though the race seems so long
You will help me to be strong,
Though this life may cast me down
You will help me to be found.
Looking to the crown You provide
Heavens gates are open wide,
My eyes won’t waver from the goal
Where I gain endlessness for my soul.
Oh Lord,
May my eyes never waver.
May my heart remain true.
May my mind please You Father.
May my soul be satisfied,
In You.
-Liese
Sitting at the Feet of Rabbi Jesus; a book review
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I was recently offered the opportunity to read and review this newly released book, Sitting at the Feet of Rabbi Jesus: How the Jewishness of Jesus Can Transform Your Faith, co-written by two Christian women who are both wonderfully inspiring teachers themselves, Ann Spangler and Lois Tverberg. I am thankful to Ms. Tverberg for this privilege, as it has been a joy to read of her own journey towards God, and to share in some of the priceless discoveries she and Ann have made along the way as they’ve (obviously) been sitting at the feet of Jesus. I’m honored to now have this opportunity to share a bit about it with others.
Where to start? I found myself unable to sit down with this book without a pencil to make notes or underline with! It’s one of those rare books where it seemed like I just had to highlight just about every other line I read- seriously! And as I read, it crossed my mind more than a few times how enjoyable this book was to simply relax with. With all of its otherwise interesting content aside, these ladies are just great writers, which makes a big difference as to whether or not I actually finish a book! Also, I love the way that the book is laid out- transitions from one venue of thought to another are very organized and cohesive. It just flows well, which is important when an author is covering so much ground! Also, even though a lot of historical/contextual territory is covered, this book is SO NOT dry, nor choppy with its presentation. I never felt overwhelmed or bogged down with information.
With an ongoing interest of the last ten years in studying and learning about the Hebraic roots of my own Christian faith, the title intrigued me immediately. Consequently, when I found out from Ms. Tverberg that the book was co-edited by Dr. Marvin Wilson, author of Our Father Abraham, I knew that this book was going to be not only doctrinally sound, but well-researched, historically accurate, and just plain-out good! Then when I also realized that Ms. Tverberg is a co-founder of the En-Gedi Resource Center, I was doubly pleased. I’ve read quite a few articles from that site and have been so blessed by them over the years. Some of you may also be familiar with some of the many other books that Mrs. Spangler has written.
However, even with all of my anticipation as I eagerly awaited its arrival in the mail, I was still taken by surprise as I read it. These ladies make a great writing team!! Before I continue on with my lengthy review, I’d like to mention that at the bottom of this post are directions as to how you can win your own FREE copy of this book by commenting on my review over at the HSBA Post. Now, on with this review, in which I’m certain that I will not do this book justice, which is why you’ll just have to read it for yourself!
I found myself wondering over new discoveries and beautifully glimmering nuggets of insight I found, even within the first few pages… and then continuing throughout every. single. chapter! For the record, I’ve read quite a bit of literature in this field of study over the years, but I am so excited to see another credible/balanced book that expounds on this most important topic- the Jewishness of Jesus and why it matters – enter the mainstream Christian market. Sharing these fascinating truths is a cause which has grown consistently more near and dear to my heart, since learning about this stuff has had such a grounding impact on Chris and I’s faith over the last decade.
Learning more about the 1st Century Judaic world in which Jesus taught and the Hebraic mindset/cultural context of those to whom He spoke and interacted with will undoubtedly add wonderful new dimensions to your own understanding of His Word as you walk with the Rabbi Jesus. I’ve been amazed at all of the nuances of teachings my Westernized mind totally missed when I first read certain Scriptures, and how so many teachings in the Bible have now literally come alive with deeper meanings once I’ve learned more about the scene, all of the unspokens that the people that were there living in this culture, with a deep knowledge of God’s Torah just already knew and understood. Truly, I have been humbled and stirred to cry out to the Spirit for His wisdom and guidance, as I’ve been re-reminded of how very little of His Word I know. I’ve had lots of “A-ha!”, “Wow.” moments with this book…
As Christians we can never forget that the Bible – from Genesis through Revelation – is essentially a Jewish document. Once we begin to read it from a Jewish perspective, our experience of it will be transformed, as though we have just swapped an old black-and-white TV with its scratchy image for the latest flat screen, high-definition set. Suddenly the Bible takes on new depth and color as we read the familiar stories once again, but this time from the perspective of its original audience. ~ excerpted from “Why Focus on Jesus’ Jewishness?”, a subsection of Ch. 1, Joining Mary at the Feet of Jesus.
Having seen how enriched my own family’s spiritual journey has been as we’ve pursued God in this manner, I am so very thankful to have now found this wonderful resource to recommend to friends as a sort of Hebraic roots primer. In the last few years I’ve been on the look-out for a good one, and have recommended other books covering similar topics, ALL of which are WONDERFULLY written, great, scholarly books that I do/will still highly recommend… However, now, this shall be my first recommendation to those who ask for a place to start or from which to continue their own studies or are maybe looking for a way to add depth to their devotional time with the Lord Jesus, in an approachable, easily “digestible” manner.
Sometimes his references were obvious and sometimes subtle – only a word or two. In fact, there are times when knowing what Jesus doesn’t say becomes as important as knowing what he does say. In other words, the passages from which Jesus quoted provide background for understanding his meaning more fully. If we miss his reference, we may miss his point. ~ excerpted from “‘Hinting’ to the Scriptures”, a subsection of Ch. 3, Stringing Pearls. (Loved this chapter!!)
This ancient rabbinic concept of “stringing pearls”, which was employed by Jesus Himself as a teaching method, is explained in detail and I found it absolutely fascinating, as it offers such beautiful imagery and insights that one would otherwise most definitely miss as they read and meditate upon the Word. A few examples are given of how this particular approach rabbis often use(d) to teach (and rebuke) their talmidim (Hebrew for disciples/students) applied to a few instances in the Gospels that totally blew my spiritual socks off!
Yes, this book is truly that good, so manageable in the way it’s organized, thorough in its scope of topical introductions and uplifting in its approach, taking one’s hand like a gentle teacher bent on showing you an easily missed, though well worn path toward an unforgettable garden of ideas. And yet, as I can testify, this is no watered down version of scholarship either. I do believe that both Ann and Lois are truly gifted authors, who have managed to balance the technical aspects of so much tedious research with their casual, narrative storytelling-like manner of writing. I was truly captivated from the first page, as I walked along the road, behind the Rabbi, headed towards the home of Mary and Martha.
Female Students in the First Century Women were encouraged to sit in on the advanced discussions at the synagogue if they were able. A few even acquired the high level education required to contribute to rabbinic debates, and their words are still on record. Some restrictions on women, like separating men and women during worship, actually arose several centuries later. (A margin note from Ch. 1, Joining Mary at the Feet of Jesus, Footnotes included for reference in back of book.)
This is a gem of a book!! Numerous times as I read I was moved deeply, had to stop to ponder, pray, re-read to my husband, discuss and delightedly thank the Lord for using this book to re-ignite my (lately) tired mind and waning spirit. I am thankful to these two beautiful ladies for helping to fan into flame my own faithfulness, the gift of God within me…
It is a genuinely easy to read book, written on a subject of study that – albeit intriguing- is one that is often quite overwhelming and easy to bog down in (especially when you first begin to dig so deeply- ask me how I know?). As one begins to research, read and pursue the Scriptures within their historical context, one is faced early on with an almost (seemingly) insurmountable amount of new information to sort through and synthesize… Yet somehow Ann and Lois have managed to serve a wonderfully proportioned size of soul nourishing insights in an immensely engaging manner, approachable by the average reader/Believer curious to know more of where their spiritual heritage lies and what ramifications it may hold for their own daily lives. However, this book remains as academically sound and spiritually challenging as any of the other “harder” books I’ve read on this subject.
The book has 14 chapters, with each chapter having 3-5 subheadings. Also discussion questions and even project/activity ideas for further study/interaction are provided at the end of each chapter in a section appropriately subtitled “At the Feet of the Rabbi”. Chris and I are looking forward to re-reading this book again next year with our 13yo son and 10yo daughter as well, as a devotional reading in our homeschool, and then I’ll be sure and take the time to make the most of these thoughtfully offered suggestions with them.
Introduction
- Joining Mary at the Feet of Jesus
- Why a Jewish Rabbi?
- Stringing Pearls
- Following the Rabbi
- Get Yourself Some Haverim
- Rabbi, Teach Us to Pray
- For Everything a Blessing
- A Passover Discovery
- Discovering Jesus in the Jewish Feasts
- At Table with the Rabbi
- Touching the Rabbi’s Fringe
- Jesus and the Torah
- The Mysterious Kingdom of God
- Becoming True Disciples of Our Jewish Lord
Appendices
A Prayers Jesus Prayed 211
B The Feasts 218
C Recommended Resources 222
D Glossary 226
Notes 234
Scripture Index 253
General Index 257
Sprinkled within the margins of this book are little shaded boxes full of interesting contextual tidbits, definitions and explanations which are very helpful. This was a really nice touch, glad they thought of it! It was nice to have these comprehension helps so accessible as I read (or reviewed!).
With today being the Eve of Passover, I thought that it would be fitting to share some from the eighth chapter, A Passover Discovery, with you all.

The Garden of Gethsemane by John Miller Watt
Have you ever wondered over how the disciples could have fallen asleep on that fateful night in the garden of Gethsemane, even after their Rabbi had twice asked them to keep vigil with him on the most challenging night of his life? Or maybe, like me, you’ve wondered over the fickleness of the Jewish crowd in Jerusalem who adored Jesus one week, praising Him with the waving of palm branches as he entered the city, and yet seemingly hated him the next, shouting “Crucify him!”?! Louis Tverberg has made an excerpt, Under the Passover Moon, which is a sort of introduction to the rest of Ch. 8, entitled A Passover Discovery, available here on her blog. In it she touches on those ideas…
There is so very much more in the next three sections of this particular chapter as well, concerning the significance of this ancient Feast, “laden with messianic expectations and filled with prophetic significance”, which as recorded in the Gospel accounts, our Lord was so careful as to have His closest disciples make special preparations for, that He might share it with them one last time while here on earth… As Lois and Ann write later in the Passover chapter,
Knowing how the events of Jesus’ last week fit into the celebration of Passover shows us the tremendous significance of his death and resurrection.
The next four sections of this particular chapter are subtitled, Jesus’ Last Passover, The Bread of Passover, The Feast of Firstfruits, and Remembering Our Redemption. As you can imagine, there’s a lot of profoundly soul-stirring, faith-grounding insights here in this one chapter alone! Let me just share a taste with you, and then I’m going to have to make myself stop and wrap up this review, lest I write a book about it myself!
… Redemption did arrive on the very day they were looking for it, but it took a surprising shape. For God had engineered a far greater liberation than they had imagined – freedom not just for one people but for all people. And it was to be liberation not from the earthly power of a political enemy but from the sinister power of sin and death.
During the Passover in Egypt, the Israelites had been instructed to mark their doorframes with the blood of a lamb so that the Lord would pass over them when judgment came. Interestingly, the rabbis marveleed at how the blood of a mere sheep could protect people from God’s judment. They commented that God must have seen the “blood of Isaac” o the doorposts- meaning that God remembered Abraham’s willingness to sacrifice his son. Remembering it, he spared his people. How close they were! What they did not realize was that when God saw Abraham’s son Isaac, he saw his own Son, Jesus, who would one day sacrifice himself out of loving obedience to his Father.
On the first Passover, God freed his people by taking the life of the firstborn sons of Egypt. Many centuries later, God made salvation possible for all who would accept it by giving the life of his firstborn Son. ~ excerpted from Jesus’ Last Passover, a subsection of Ch. 8.

The Passover Lamb by Frederick T. Heath
… Jewish scholar David Daube has pointed out that another significant meaning was given to the bread Jesus broke. He says that Jesus held up a piece of matzah and broke off a special piece called the afikomen, which was then hidden away. At the end of the meal the afikomen was brought out and then broken and eaten by all the participants. Still today this is done, but the explanations vary as to why- …
… But Daube asserts that in Jesus’ time, the afikomen referred to “the coming one”, meaning the longed-for Messiah. The tradition was that the whole piece of matzah represented all of Israel, and that the Messiah was “broken off” from the people and hidden away. The appearance of the piece a the end was symbolic of the coming of the Messiah, fervently expected at the time of Jesus. When Jesus held up that particular piece of bread and said, “this is my body”, he was making a shocking claim to be the Messiah, the Christ. Daube believes that rabbies later downplayed the messianic nature of this ritual because of the poor relationship that developed between Christians and Jews. ~ excerpted from The Bread of Passover, a subsection of Ch. 8
Get the book! I highly recommend that you get yourself a copy asap (Be sure and enter the give-away!), move it to the top of your reading list, and read it! Then get yourself some haverim (Hebrew for friend, but so much more too- read the book!) and share what the Lord reveals to you as you continue to walk with Him. I’d love to hear your thoughts as you read it too, so please share them! I hope that you are refreshed and renewed in your own pursuit of the Rabbi, our Messiah Jesus… I know that I’ve spent more time sitting at His feet for having read it these last couple of weeks… But don’t simply take my word for it, check out the endorsements of these well-known and highly respected authors and scholars of the Bible and Judeo-Christian studies found here.
Ann Spangler has also made a PDF of Chapter 1 from Sitting at the Feet of Rabbi Jesus available on her website, along with the book’s Table of Contents and the Introduction, all available for free download and reading by clicking here.
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Thanks for reading this long review, and entering our give-away. There’s still so much more I’d like to share and discuss from this book, and will probably still continue writing more about my own grapplings as I continue to interact with it here on my blog. I pray that the LORD will multiply the efforts of these authors and their readers, for the fruit from this book in the lives of those who read it shall surly be good and plentiful.
Honestly, though curious, I did not expect to be this impressed, renewed and refreshed upon my reading of this (new favorite) book of mine! OH! what a surprise I was in for… I sincerely do hope that you will take the time to read this book for yourself, since as you can see, my review here is also a hearty recommendation!
Sitting at the Feet of Rabbi Jesus: How the Jewishness of Jesus Can Transform Your Faith
By: Ann Spangler, Lois Tverberg
Publisher: Zondervan Publishing
Copyright: 2009
Synopsis from Zondervan:
Sitting at the Feet of Rabbi Jesus takes readers on a fascinating journey, helping them discover how learning about the Jewish world of Jesus can enrich their own faith. By exploring the land, culture, customs, prayers, and feasts, Ann Spangler and Lois Tverberg help readers to perceive Jesus through the eyes and ears of first-century Jews. Click for product description and details
ISBN: 0310284228, ISBN-13: 9780310284222
Pages: 208 plus several appendixes and index, 272 altogether
Embracing the adventure,
bringing good things to life~
Posted by: | CommentsI haven’t participated in this meme before, Blogger Friend School, which provides a weekly “blogging homework” theme. As I was browsing through some of the amazing blogs listed over at the HSB Awards, I clicked onto this week’s theme for the BFS, and was totally inspired to join in, since it goes hand in hand with thoughts and observations I’ve been having here in the last couple weeks anyways. Technically, I believe that the “assignment” is supposed to be posted on Tuesday?, but in my natural way, I’m posting mine a day two days late!
The passion to sing, the passion to draw, the passion to build, the passion to ride, the passion for reading, the passion for nature… the list is endless. Some children exhibit their passion from day one, others need an experience to spark that passion.
Assignment: Share a field trip/lifestyle learning experience where you really felt you were bringing good things to life for your children, where something came alive for them, or ignited a passion.
This is something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately… the facilitating of that passion to learn, to build and to creatively express ones self; that desire to grow and to become something great that’s within us all, my own children specifically, manifesting itself in so many various talents. As a parent and my children’s primary instructor, it’s important to me that I culture their God-given abilities and desires, bringing these good things to life, if you will… while at the same time realizing that I truly am not taking the lead… in that it’s not all up to me to conjure these up in my kids. Rather, I’m watching, listening, and waiting on the Holy Spirit to show me their intrinsic giftings, and praying for His guidance as I plan our studies and their activities.
As I’m doing my best to daily immerse our kids in an engaging learning environment and introducing them to a variety of inspiring subjects, I am delighted to be discovering their passions with them, and comforted in the remembrance that these precious soul stirrings and that ultimate quickening of their spirits towards Him are all individual workings of His Spirit within them, as we’re learning to walk out His Word in our lives together, and therefore not solely dependent upon me, nor anyone else. I need but tune in to them, and especially their Creator, while keeping my eyes wide open to the opportunities abounding in each moment as we journey together each day, lest I miss those small sparks that would ultimately kindle their passions and thereby could someday even dictate their very livelihoods.
I have found that with our oldest daughter, 9yo T, who is my “go-getter”, this is an easier thing to recognize; her passions. She talks about it, and initiates doing stuff working towards that end on her own. When she’s inspired, the results are much more extravagant and obvious than when our 12 yo son, N is impassioned. He tends to discover passions (like writing, dance, reading a certain book, horse riding) after I’ve suggested he try something out. Lately I have been fascinated over the inter-connectedness of their blossoming personalities with the opportunities they’ve been offered thusfar in their young lives. I’m left to wonder over how beautifully it has all worked together… and question which came first, a specific passion or was an experience the catalyst of curiosity turned to desire? I’ve been musing over what the ramifications of these truths could be, not only in my kids’ lives, but in my own as well.
And we know that for those who love God, that is, for those who are called according to his purpose, all things are working together for good.
~ Romans 8.28
It’s certainly a mystery profound how the Sovereign Lord choreographs our very lives, nurturing those seeds of talent He placed within us, even as He knit us in the womb, while simultaneously allowing the free-will of our individuality. It’s caused me to consider the weighty responsibility Chris and I have as parents to introduce our children- His children- to a wide array of possibilities, directing them toward His truths, and presenting them with an assortment of rich ideas for their minds and hearts to grow upon. Gradually, I am learning to recognize when the “education” is doing its work within them, and to therefore not snuff out the tiny flames which seem yet so insignificant by my own lofty unrealistic adult-perspective qualifying standards, set mostly by pre-conceived ideas of how learning “should look”… Meaningful learning does not necessarily mean a finished *project*. I’m learning to look with my child-eyes again.
For instance, the other day when T showed me the language she’s creating for the characters in one of her stories, my first teacherly-Mom thoughts were along the lines of, “well, that’s not a real language… why should she be wasting her time and all of that good language interest and energies with this when we could be working on our Latin or Hebrew?” Thankfully, in the next instant, I realized that I was witnessing a beautifully genuine representation of this child’s love for language and passion for writing. And so the thoughts I expressed to her were those of encouragement and “why not?, how clever!” and musings over the inceptions of various languages.
But that was not the only challenge along these lines that either one of my kids have thrown at my feeble mind in the last couple of weeks. Last month N, who’s been taking guitar lessons for just over a year now (that was his own inspired idea, which he faltered in when it came to the monotany of daily practice), announced to me that he’d like to come up with his own song to play at our co-op’s end of the year student presentations ceremony… I immediately had to shush my overly-conservative, doubtful-of-his-being-ready-to-do-that thoughts right up. After months of laboring resistantly through daily practicings on his guitar, he’s made it over some kind of mental hump, and now usually plays daily (without my having to tell him to!), and tells me he absolutely loves it. He was also greatly inspired by the movie August Rush. As we’re driving home from his lessons, he often tells me excitedly of what he’s learning, and how encouraging his guitar teacher is. Just last week his instructor told him that he could play his own songs without having any music written out(?!), and could even learn to play chords he hasn’t yet formally learned, just by intently listening to a piece of music and then copying what he hears. Imagine that… I am so thankful for the many wonderfully inspiring people that have been God’s vessels of instruction for our kids (and myself) over the years, what evidence of HIS faithful provision! On so very many levels, this whole parenting/homeschooling business has been such a growing experience for my own faith levels.
And I know that I’ve mentioned here before of how my daring daughter gets these crazy inspired ideas to do things that are much bigger than any goals I’d ever set for her. I’ve seen how God has been faithful to send others into our lives to facilitate dreaming and passions that I could not… but I’m apparently a slow learner. Usually my first (natural) impulse is to caution her and help her to pare her visions down a bit, set her sights more realistically… but her fervor and insistence that she can and has already counted the cost of a conceived endeavour has once again inspired me, and as I’ve let go of the reigns I had moments before fearfully rationally tightened my grip on, I’ve been further delighted to see how God has sent others to come along side of me/us to see that her fans are flamed and help set her on the path to accomplishing these fantastic goals that I couldn’t have orchestrated or provided for on my own, let alone have even decided upon.
Once again, this week it seems that another request, prayerfully offered up by a girl with bigger faith shoes than I can fill has been fulfilled by a generous Father.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows…
~ James 1.17
T has praise in her heart. She loves to put on worship music and dance before the Lord enthusiastically. It’s something that I’ve enjoyed doing with my kids since they were babies in my arms, twirling together with hands lifted high. T told me on Monday that she’d like to choreograph her own dance to a Third Day song and perform it at the aforementioned homeschool co-op student presentation ceremony. I gulped down my doubts, astonished at her brevity, again. She proceeded to explain her plans to me, and I just nodded along as I listened, knowing better than to discourage her resolve. “I’m going to ask Mrs. Jamie (her dance instructor- that’s another testimony we have of His great provision for us- scholarships for dance lessons) to help me with my moves and figuring it all out.” “That’s a good idea.” “Okay then, you’ll have to wait for me a little bit longer after class so that I can talk to her about it.” I agreed. And after her dance class ended on Tuesday, I watched as she gingerly approached her teacher, holding her passion close, encased in a dream that she proceeded to share with a trusted confidante. To my great surprise and delight, Jamie agreed to help her and meet with her a half hour before her class, every week- for free! I went back and checked with her myself after T told me, just to make sure it was really alright! Is that crazy-generous, and just like God, or what?! Needless to say, T is so excited about it that she’s on fire now, and has asked a dancing friend that we carpool with to join her in the dance! She’s been busily drawing and dancing up her choreography plans. Here’s what she’s got so far:
I tried getting some pictures of her dancing, but she wouldn’t cooperate.

She did, however, allow me to take some pictures of her practicing on her violin. This – her opportunity to play the violin this year- is another story of her aspirations met by the willing Hand of Providence.
T has wanted to take violin lessons for years. I believe that the desire was probably first sparked sometime in her toddlerhood, when we spent a great deal of time with friends, whose then highschool daughter played the violin beautifully. She would watch and listen to her play intently every chance that she got. She began asking for lessons a few years ago, but we couldn’t afford private violin lessons, and neither Chris nor I can even read music (something which both of our children are now learning to do quite well -without us!). As I do, I told her that I would join in her praying that if it be His will, that He would provide an avenue for this opportunity for her. Then last year, we were blessed with the means to pay for N to have the private guitar lessons I mentioned above, and she so wanted the same. She confided to me of how she was struggling with jealousy and I reminded her that he too had been waiting for years for music lessons. Her time would come… and to be patient. Meanwhile, she decided to master her recorder and used the book that it came with to teach herself to read music and play quite a few folk songs. She joined a class offered at our co-op for the recorder, and took heart in my reminder not to despise small beginnings.
Then, to our delighted amazement, a wonderful lady decided to teach a strings class at our homeschool co-op this year, specifically violin and cello. T was beside herself with excitement over this opportunity to finally learn to play her instrument of choice – the violin. Now… if only we had a violin. I prayerfully sought the Lord, trusting Him to provide this too, knowing that with Him in it, it would all come together. Chris and I knew that it would have to happen cheaply to be feasible for us. Then towards the end of last school year, it came up at our Bible study with some friends that T was so glad to be looking forward to taking a violin class at our co-op, and since this friend had played for years, we asked her for suggestions concerning our finding a used violin for T. To our thrilled astonishment, she offered to loan T her own beautiful violin for as long as she needed it.
Time and again I have been blessed to see God’s orchestration of timely provision for our children’s passions, in both their inceptions and continuity. As their Mother and primary instructor, I find rest in knowing that it is not up to me to bring all these good things to life in their worlds,
‘ Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’
Says the LORD of hosts.~ Zechariah 4.6
but rather I am just an open conduit of His loving kindness and purposes for each of them, His unique creations.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
Memory Verse: Philippians 4:8
In conclusion, brothers, focus your thoughts on what is true, noble, righteous, pure, lovable or admirable, on some virtue or on something praiseworthy.
My blog here was actually nominated in the HSB Awards for “Best Unschooling or Eclectic Homeschooling Blog 2008“! so if you feel so inclined, I’d really appreciate your vote! …though I hardly feel worthy to even be listed among so many wonderful homeschool blogs! There are some really GREAT homeschooling blogs listed there in ALL of the categories so be sure and check them out! You WILL be inspired and encouraged, I know that I certainly have been subscribing to some new favorites! Be sure and check them all out, and then VOTE for your favorites!
This article was featured over at Christian Unschooling on Nov. 18, 2008.
a day worth remembering
Posted by: | CommentsYesterday was Tisha B’Av, which simply means the 9th day of the month of Av on the Hebrew calendar. Historically this is a very significant date which now commemmorates the destruction of the Temples of God’s people (both of which were destroyed on this exact day), and a time for grieving and fasting, symbolically grieving over the distance between ourselves and God… thus it’s also a time to meditate upon our own spiritual journeys, a time to ask God to direct us and show us the condition of our own heart and inner temple. To read more about this whole idea of a temple, you may read a wonderful article here, Does God Need a Temple?, which I just read this morning.
Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you? If any one destroys God’s temple, God will destroy him. For God’s temple is holy, and that temple you are.
~ 1 Corinthians 3:16-17
It actually all began way back when the ten of the twelve spies didn’t believe God for the victory that He had already promised to them (see Numbers 13 & 14). You may click here to read more about “The Sin of the Spies” , an excerpt of which follows:
The Israelite community accepts the report, and gives up their dream of going into Israel. The consequence? If you don’t want to enter the land, says God, then you won’t enter the land. All Israelites will die out over the next 40 years in the desert, and only their children will enter the land.
Numbers 14:1 tells us the people’s reaction to this news: “The people wept that night.” That night was Tisha B’Av, the ninth day of the Jewish month of Av. God declared: “They cried for no reason; in the future I’ll give them good reason to cry.”
Hundreds of years later, the destruction of the First Temple was to occur on Tisha B’Av. And 500 years after that, the Second Temple was destroyed on Tisha B’Av as well.
Upon hearing the negative report about Israel, the people sat down to cry. The land had been promised, but their fears prevented them from going forward. At which point God responds: “Today you cried for nothing; in the future I’ll give you a real reason to cry.”
I am reminded of my own unbelief… how many times have I not taken God at His Word, simply because of worldy, carnal circumstances. Because of fear… how much ground have I lost?
7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
~ 2 Timothy 1
Upon realization of the state of my own temple, how my spirit does cry out to my Lord, Who is full of such grace and mercy!
23 Jesus said to him, If you can believe, all things are possible to him that believes. 24 And straightway the father of the child cried out, and said with tears, Lord, I believe; help you my unbelief.
~ Mark 9
I wrote a brief post about Tisha B’Av here a couple of years ago.
If I forget you Jerusalem
May I forget my right hand
May my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth
If I ever don’t think of you
If I don’t raise up Jerusalem above my highest joy
~ Psalms 137:5,6
This weekend I’ve been reading from the book of Jeremiah, along with some of its contextual setting (a more concise summary of which I found in Mear’s What the Bible is All About), and also yesterday and today- the book of Lamentations (which is traditionally read on the 9th of Av).
21 This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.
22 It is of the LORD’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
23 They are new every morning: great is your faithfulness.
24 The LORD is my portion, said my soul; therefore will I hope in him.
25 The LORD is good to them that wait for him, to the soul that seeks him.
26 It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD.
Av means “Father” in Hebrew… so it’s the “month of Father”, interesting… it is a time to consider our relationship with our Heavenly Father, and maybe even our earthly Fathers, deal with our past hurts, grievances, etc… This morning I listened to a fascinating broadcast by Dr. Michael Kavanabout here, where he shares some of the symbolisms found in Tish B’Av, along with his own spiritual reflections during this time.He discusses a bit of the process of getting back in touch with one’s inner temple, explaining how grieving opens the heart, and then forgiveness opens the heart even wider. “Before we can forgive and come up into life (as seen later during Yom Kippur), we must go down into the darkness of the grave.” Hmmm… that’s a familiar concept there… reminds me of what our Messiah Yeshua did.
25 Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: 26 And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?
~ John 11
Through this process of grieving, and true repentance of sins, the way is made for a resurrection… the coming of the Messiah and great healing within us. How is the temple inside your heart? How is your ability to love?
I found a great post with further thoughts on Tisha B’Av here at Messianic Moments:
Tisha B’Av … From Sorrow to Hope
and another here at Religion Transcends:
Celebrate Tisha B’Av!
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thoughts of thanksgiving
Posted by: | CommentsEarlier this month, as November began, I was inspired, and I had N and T each write a list of 10 things that they’re thankful for (neatly, in cursive ;P). As she was carefully writing her list, T said to me, “You have to make a list too, right Momma?” I smiled, half to her, half to myself and entirely to the Lord… “Yes, of course I do. I will.” And, so I will, I am. I have been composing it for days, seeing His fingerprint in every day things, a myriad of reasons to rejoice are all around me.
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.
~ James 1:17.
And so, earlier this week, as I opened up my latest Shmooze (Yiddish for chatting with a friend) letter and read of Mr. Sam Nadler’s encouragment to take an entire month for thanksgiving, I agreed wholeheartedly within myself. Yes, I’ve determined that this entire month I shall purpose to have a heart of thanksgiving towards my Lord, and towards those around me, as truly I/we should always. As a special offering though, this month I will meditate specifically upon His many blessings towards me, and write them down. Mr. Nadler writes,
Since the Scriptures are permeated with the theme of thanksgiving, our lives are to be permeated with thanksgiving as well. For “He who offers a sacrifice of thanksgiving honors Me” (Psalm 50:23).
The Hebrew word for thanksgiving is todah. Todah means more than just showing appreciation, it also means praise and confession: “Now therefore, make confession (todah) to the Lord” (Ezra 10:11, see also Psalm 32:5). Here we see giving thanks as a confession of faith in the righteousness and justice of God.
Then, today I found this most inspired post of Ann’s, which so resonated with where I am, where I want to remain, and thus I have decided to join her in listing the thousand gifts that the Lord has given to me during this season of my life. As I’d mentioned, this list has been in the making for some time, but today I shall write it out, a confession of my faith in Him, and His provision towards me. Lord, I thank you, once again. I thank you that even when we’ve been there 10,000 years, we’ve no less days to sing your praise…
A List of 1000 Perfect Gifts From Above
1. Sight, to see…
2. Light, to see by.
3. Colors, so many colors.
4. Creation, all around me… which teaches me of Your Truths of Eternity…
5. Leaves, golden browns, reds, oranges and yellows… hanging, letting go, falling, piling, crunching, pressing.
6. My life, that I was born 33 years ago, tomorrow.
7. Babies, sleeping and gurgling, cooing and burping. Growing.
8. Change, thank you that this is not a stagnant, predictable existence.
9. A country road, winding up the hill, dappled with sunlight and the shade of strong trees hunching over them.
10. Trees, I love them… so rich in analogy, so huge with life, history, with poetic forms stark against the sky, branches reaching ever heavenward, roots digging down deep, searching for water.
11. My husband, strong and rugged, like a tree to me.
12. Our children, innocence turning, changing, growing, teaching me, challenging me… to be innocent, again.
13. Laundry to fold.
14. Time to spend…
15. Children to spend it with.
16. Friends that love and help me, inspire and challenge me.
17. Stationary to write real, hand-written letters on…
18. Penpals who love to receive and read them.
19. the smell of home-made raspberry and orange spice tea brewing.
20. the simple pleasure of sharing a cuppa with my son, hearing his exclamation of enjoyment.
21. a family to cook and clean for…
22. a home to tidy, and work on.
23. a life-time of memories, my eternal soul.
24. my brothers and sister.
25. my mothers (yes, I’ve two)
26. my father, now gone
27. solitude, which I’m now enjoying
28. familiarity of the refrigerator kicking on its humming, in tune with the MAC
29. electricity
30. information
31. books
32. the Book
33. music
34. my health
35. legs and arms to dance with, walk, run, jump and hug with.
36. leaves fluttering past my window here
37. Chris working hard to provide for us, his family, right now.
38. paintbrushes and watercolors
39. my Grandmothers
40. and Grandfathers
41. My big, gentle, loving and black as midnight German Shepherd doggie, who’s content to be beside me always.
42. a little three year old boy’s voice shrieking with delight that “Samson gives kisses! Oooooh, kisses, kisses, kisses…”
43. copywork papers, with loops and lines drawn with lead, extravagantly decorated with crayon and glitter glue, proudly hanging on our dining room wall… a joy to read.
44. words. stories to hear, and to tell.
45. birds, chattering, twittering, hopping and flying. busily living.
46. Exquisite little nests adorning our entryway, collected and displayed by enamored little hands.
47. eggs, warm to the touch, fresh from our hens bosoms.
48. Our chickens, they’re beautiful with their fullness of sheeny feathers, and hilarious with their bow-legged sprints.
49. Our land, I love the land Lord.
50. Dirt, it’s a good thing.
51. Laughing over Curious George’s antics with a little one who’s meeting him for the first time.
52. Little voices.
53. The thought to pray for comfort with a little one who especially missed his Mommy today.
54. Your obvious touch, as he later became more jubilant and assured of himself than usual today.
55. Money to pay all of our bills.
56. Almost being out of debt, and the resolve to live simply, free of debt.
57. Freshly milled wheat, fresh-from the oven, warm baked bread.
58. Butter to melt over fresh bread.
59. Herbs for tea, cooking, smelling…
60. coffee, love me some good, stout coffee… and ahhhhh, the smell of it brewing.
61. Dear friends to share it with.
62. Photography… how many times I’ve wondered over how it must have been before people could have pictures of their loved ones… how many memories I’ve retrieved via a picture. Moments in time, forever captured…
63. That gets back to the sight concept… having recently read a novel whose story is told from the perspective a blind man, later given sight, I’ve been particularly aware of this most treasured gift, my eyesight. What wonders to behold all around me…
















