It is 1:00pm here in New York; 6:00pm in Oxford, England. I meant to write this two hours earlier, but alas that didn't happen. Something significant happened on May 11, 1926 at 4:00pm in Oxford. Anyone want to guess?
Clive Staples Lewis and John Ronald Reuel Tolkien met for the first time. It was the start to a 40+ year friendship that would span three worlds: Narnia, Middle Earth, and this world (the reality of WW1 and WW2 as the backdrop). There, of course, would be hard times during the decades of their friendship, but there would also be times of encouragement that would craft a bond too deep to be broken.
It's now officially known as International Inklings Day!
The celebrations and more be found here.
Monday, May 11, 2020
Friday, April 15, 2016
So..what's been going on recently?
Spring weather has finally arrived here in New York, which is such a blessing! The sun, the birds, and all the lovely spring flowers are peeping out from the dirt...it makes me so happy!
I have lately been studying for my nursing licensure exam which takes up a lot of time in my day-to-day schedule. But, have no fear, it hasn't stopped me from growing closer to my savior over the past few months. I have no fear of the future, and the Lord has supplied me with peace about this exam and how the results will play out.
I have recently started going through the book of Isaiah and have learned a lot about God's power, coming judgement, and mercy. The first few chapters talk a lot about the day of judgement and it is summed up well in Isaiah 2:11:
I have lately been studying for my nursing licensure exam which takes up a lot of time in my day-to-day schedule. But, have no fear, it hasn't stopped me from growing closer to my savior over the past few months. I have no fear of the future, and the Lord has supplied me with peace about this exam and how the results will play out.
I have recently started going through the book of Isaiah and have learned a lot about God's power, coming judgement, and mercy. The first few chapters talk a lot about the day of judgement and it is summed up well in Isaiah 2:11:
"The lofty looks of man shall be humbled, the haughtiness of men shall be bowed down, and the Lord alone shall be exalted in that day."
So, be prepared for that day. Follow in Jesus' steps, in humility, as you walk on this earth.
May the Lord bless you in these coming weeks...may he shower you with blessings! Amen.
Monday, February 8, 2016
Hope...
Pastor (Bro.Eddie) with his eldest grandson! |
BUT, it was God's plan, and nothing was ever going to change it. Our pastor had lived a full life, one full of love and giving. He had always worn a smile that was infectious (at least for me it was). I'll never forget the memories I made with him. He was an example to all of us in the congragation of what Christ should look like. His work here on earth was complete, and now he is in heaven with all the other angels rejoicing around our Heavenly Fathers throne.
"Fear not, for I am with you;
be not dismayed, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you, I will help you,
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."
- Isaiah 41:10
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
The Song of Praise..
And Mary said,
“My soul magnifies the Lord,
and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
for he has looked on the humble estate of his servant.
For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed;
for he who is mighty has done great things for me,
and holy is his name.
And his mercy is for those who fear him
from generation to generation.
He has shown strength with his arm;
he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts;
he has brought down the mighty from their thrones
and exalted those of humble estate;
he has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich he has sent away empty.
He has helped his servant Israel,
in remembrance of his mercy,
as he spoke to our fathers,
to Abraham and to his offspring forever.”
Luke 1:46-55, ESV.
Friday, December 11, 2015
A long-awaited update..
It's been a while since I have posted. It was a very busy last semester of undergraduate classes at college. I had my nursing capstone class which was when I got work alongside a nurse and get a feel for my upcoming career. It was all very exciting. No finals this semster as I only had one other class. Another thing that happened was a new friendship with a wonderful young lady who is a child of God as well. It has been such a blessing to me.
Since the first of December I have been doing a devotional that was written by Ann Voskamp (and in case you don't know who that is, just look her up by clicking here). It has been a lovely study and such a joy to unwrap God's greatest gift for us. The tree is up and decorated. We light delicious smelling candles up every night, all around the house. It has been a great start to the Christmas/Advent season.
Since the first of December I have been doing a devotional that was written by Ann Voskamp (and in case you don't know who that is, just look her up by clicking here). It has been a lovely study and such a joy to unwrap God's greatest gift for us. The tree is up and decorated. We light delicious smelling candles up every night, all around the house. It has been a great start to the Christmas/Advent season.
Thursday, October 29, 2015
My journey SOUTH.
It was the first time I had been below the equator...in the southern hemisphere. It was full of new sights, new friends, and new experiences. That remarkable journey took place five months ago, during their winter, in a place called South Africa.
I didn't just sign up to go on this adventure randomly though, it all started back home, in the small church that I have been going to for all my life. My cousin, Sara, had taken a church group two summers ago and she was offering to go with another group. So, a few months later, after a good amount of praying, me and my twin sister and a bunch of friends boarded a 20-something hour flight to the country of South Africa (with a delightful stop in Heathrow, London airport).
There are many delightful memories that were made in the two weeks we spent there. I couldn't possibly write about all of them. I met children that made me laugh, care workers who told uplifting tales, and other missionaries who made me feel right at home who had a bottomless supply of love.
During the trip we had some oppurtunities to walk to some of the childrens' homes, they were called Holy Home Visits. We would have a chance to pray with the family and they would tell us a bit about what they were going through. Me and a friend, Diana, and the pastor of my church were able to visit a mother who had two young sons. she had a few odd jobs that she did, but nothing that was regularly supplying her with money. The family lives on a rented piece of land, with a shack as their home. The father of the two boys was a logger, and had abandoned his family. In South Africa if there is no supporter then you get a set amount of money to help with school costs and food. The man who owned the property would recieve the money, take the rental money out of it, and then pass the rest to the family (which at that point wasn't that much).
During this conversation the mother told one of the boys to get some drink for us. The older boy, Prince, ran into the shack and came out with three tall glasses and a tall bottle of soda. I remember being so touched by this selfless act. The family has so little, but was willing to give up their soda, to complete strangers. We said our thanks and drank up. Needless to say, it was the best soda I'd ever tasted. We walked the kids to the care point after that and we all sang on our way. It was great to see the boys were so happy. That memory will always stick with me. Period.
If there are any other questions, or more stories that you want to hear, you can leave a comment below. You could leave a comment just for fun too. You just had to be there to experience everything that happened to all of us. It was definitely a life-changing experience for me, and I'm sure for the others also.
I didn't just sign up to go on this adventure randomly though, it all started back home, in the small church that I have been going to for all my life. My cousin, Sara, had taken a church group two summers ago and she was offering to go with another group. So, a few months later, after a good amount of praying, me and my twin sister and a bunch of friends boarded a 20-something hour flight to the country of South Africa (with a delightful stop in Heathrow, London airport).
There are many delightful memories that were made in the two weeks we spent there. I couldn't possibly write about all of them. I met children that made me laugh, care workers who told uplifting tales, and other missionaries who made me feel right at home who had a bottomless supply of love.
During the trip we had some oppurtunities to walk to some of the childrens' homes, they were called Holy Home Visits. We would have a chance to pray with the family and they would tell us a bit about what they were going through. Me and a friend, Diana, and the pastor of my church were able to visit a mother who had two young sons. she had a few odd jobs that she did, but nothing that was regularly supplying her with money. The family lives on a rented piece of land, with a shack as their home. The father of the two boys was a logger, and had abandoned his family. In South Africa if there is no supporter then you get a set amount of money to help with school costs and food. The man who owned the property would recieve the money, take the rental money out of it, and then pass the rest to the family (which at that point wasn't that much).
During this conversation the mother told one of the boys to get some drink for us. The older boy, Prince, ran into the shack and came out with three tall glasses and a tall bottle of soda. I remember being so touched by this selfless act. The family has so little, but was willing to give up their soda, to complete strangers. We said our thanks and drank up. Needless to say, it was the best soda I'd ever tasted. We walked the kids to the care point after that and we all sang on our way. It was great to see the boys were so happy. That memory will always stick with me. Period.
If there are any other questions, or more stories that you want to hear, you can leave a comment below. You could leave a comment just for fun too. You just had to be there to experience everything that happened to all of us. It was definitely a life-changing experience for me, and I'm sure for the others also.
Friday, July 3, 2015
Not A Fan.
This morning, through some God-planned events, I was able to drive our blue Hyundai to the hospital I volunteer at. I usually have to drive our older Corolla, which isn't a bad car (I actually like the car a lot), but it's just nice to drive a newer car once in while. Anyway, I had my Ipod connected through bluetooth and was listening to Not A Fan written by Kyle Idleman. On the way I had heard some things that impressed me, so before I entered the hospital I had to jot down those thoughts so I could tell you guys about them.
Kyle was talking about denying ourselves for Christ, complete surrender. He went on to explain the definition behind the phrase "Lord, Lord" in the New Testament. In the new testament "Lord, Lord" does not mean Yahweh (Jehovah), instead it translates to a word: Kyrios. This Greek word Kyrios translates to - the owner; one who has control of the person, the master. Then he introduced a second Greek word, which to some can be a complete letdown. it's Doulos, a word which translates to - a slave, a bondman, man of servile condition.
He talked specifically about being a bond-slave, which means that even after the slave was publicly freed, he/she would continue working for that same master (Deuteronomy 15:12-18). That's how we should serve Jesus, voluntarily, out of complete love for our Saviour who died for us. He doesn't want fans or halfhearted followers; the only thing Jesus wants are committed followers that love him as deeply as he loves them.
I'm so glad that I was able to read this book and I know I will be reading more of Kyle's books in the future. Thanks for reading this post, it is such a blessing when I get feedback. I will be praying for you and I hope you FOLLOW Christ with all your heart!
I'm so glad that I was able to read this book and I know I will be reading more of Kyle's books in the future. Thanks for reading this post, it is such a blessing when I get feedback. I will be praying for you and I hope you FOLLOW Christ with all your heart!
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
I'm still here...
It's an absolutely gorgeous day outside today. The sun is shining, the birds are singing their praises to the creators, and the grass feels just right under my bare toes as I drag the watering hose around our spacious backyard to water all the flowers. There is a peace that surrounds me, even while the neighbors dog barks indefinitely.
All the worrying we do in our lives, really doesn't do anything. I know that all my worrying just makes me more uncertain and produces a cloud that masks the Lords reassurance. This peace, from my Lord, makes me lighthearted, and whispers softly "everything will be fine and go ust according to plan." It makes me smile. I silently thank Jesus that he has everything under control.
I'll be leaving for South Africa in twelve days...it came up even faster than I thought it would. I remember saying that "I would love to go" and now it will finally happen. It's exciting to think about it and I can't wait (as you could probably tell that isn't what's troubling me). There will be people to meet and love and tell about me precious Lord. We (the group) will see things we've never seen before and experience new things and make "forever memories."
The experience that I'm worrried about is the last semester of my senior year in Nursing School. I will be preceptoring with a nurse, during a regular twelve hour shift and at a hospital I may be unfamiliar with. I know I will get through it and God will be a friend and guide, but there is still a part of me that worries...a purely human emotion.
I will just keep praying for this peace and joy...and I'd love it if you would to, because everyone could use a bit of peace in their busy lives.
All the worrying we do in our lives, really doesn't do anything. I know that all my worrying just makes me more uncertain and produces a cloud that masks the Lords reassurance. This peace, from my Lord, makes me lighthearted, and whispers softly "everything will be fine and go ust according to plan." It makes me smile. I silently thank Jesus that he has everything under control.
I'll be leaving for South Africa in twelve days...it came up even faster than I thought it would. I remember saying that "I would love to go" and now it will finally happen. It's exciting to think about it and I can't wait (as you could probably tell that isn't what's troubling me). There will be people to meet and love and tell about me precious Lord. We (the group) will see things we've never seen before and experience new things and make "forever memories."
The experience that I'm worrried about is the last semester of my senior year in Nursing School. I will be preceptoring with a nurse, during a regular twelve hour shift and at a hospital I may be unfamiliar with. I know I will get through it and God will be a friend and guide, but there is still a part of me that worries...a purely human emotion.
I will just keep praying for this peace and joy...and I'd love it if you would to, because everyone could use a bit of peace in their busy lives.
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