Friday, December 30, 2011

Jesus Calling-- December 30th

Well, I got a few days behind in my devotional reading again. I'm a little out of my normal routine and rhythm with it being the holidays.  When I picked up the devotional Jesus Calling by Sarah Young, my ribbon was still on December 28th.  I read the devotion for December 29th which had several things that stood out to me.  Then, I read the devotion for today, December 30, and the entire devotion hit me square on.  So, I'll share today's devotion with some thoughts and I'll go back and share some from yesterday, the 29th.

Let's start with today's devotion:

"I am leading you along a way that is uniquely right for you.  The closer to Me you grow, the more fully you become your true self--the one I designed you to be.  Because you are one of a kind, the path you are traveling with Me diverges increasingly from that of other people.  However, in My mysterious wisdom and ways, I enable you to follow this solitary path while staying in close contact with others.  In fact, the more completely you devote yourself to Me, the mroe freely you can love people.
     Marvel at the beauty of a life intertwined with My presence.  Rejoice as we journey together in intimate communion.  Enjoy the adventure of finding yourself through losing yourself in Me." (p. 381)

The Scripture verses that accompany today's devotion are: 2 Corinthians 5:17; Ephesians 2:10; 1 John 4:7-8; John 15:4

As I mentioned, this entire devotion stood out to me.  It hits me where I am on the journey, attempting to grow closer in my relationship with my Creator.  Through seminary, through the Academy, through my ministry with missions, through the candidacy process, through being Mom and wife and friend... and any other role I might live out...I believe that I am more fully becoming my true self--the one I was designed to be.  It is a blessing that God allows each of us to travel the unique path yet remain connected with others on their unique path.  I think sometimes people disconnect unnecessarily from others as they are on their unique path.  I hope and pray that I will remain open, honest, vulnerable--whatever it takes to stay connected.  The devotion talks about journeying together and about it being an adventure as we lose ourselves through finding God.  Powerful devotion.

Yesterday's devotion, December 29, started off with these words: "Trust Me with every fiber of your being!  What I can accomplish in and through you is proportional to how much you depend on me." It ended with these words: "Consistently trusting in Me is vital to flourishing in My Presence." (page 380)

It's  not that the words in between didn't capture my attention, but the TRUST was the main thrust of the devotion.  I can forget to trust God.  I can get caught up in the moment of what is going on and forget to pray, forget to rely on God, forget that God cares equally about the little day to day issues as much as the big situations.  This was a good reminder for me to continually trust.

What about you?  Do you trust the One who created you?  With every fiber of your being?  What about accepting the fact that you are being led "along a way that is uniquely right for you"? 

How do these devotions meet you where you are on the journey?

Blessings as you travel the path.

~Debra

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

On spiritual growth...Catherine de Hueck Doherty

Last week I read a quote by Catherine de Hueck Doherty that caught my attention.  It was in A Guide to Prayer For All God's People (the red book), published by the Upper Room.  It was in the "Readings for Reflection" section for the 4th Sunday of Advent, "When God Comes", page 45.  It is a quote about love, pain, and spiritual growth.

Here is the quote:

     "Where there is love, there is pain.  But whatever our walk in life, this kind of pain is God's way of teaching us how to pray.  Everything that happens to us spiritually, everything that causes us to grow, will bring us closer to God if we say yes.  This is what spiritual growth means.  It doesn't come from what we do, necessarily, from all our actions and good works.  Sometimes it comes from simply sitting and seeing the shambles of what we tried to accomplish, from watching what was seemingly God's work go to pot.  You can't do anything about it, but watch.  This happened to me.  I knew dimly then what I see more clearly today, that this was the moment when God really picked me up and said, "Now I am offering you the union you seek.  the other side of my cross is empty.  Come, be nailed upon it.  This is our marriage bed."
     All we can answer in response to that invitation is, "Help me, God!  I don't have the courage to climb on this cross."
                                                                                --From Soul of My Soul

Not knowing who Catherine Doherty was, I looked her up and learned.  Here is a good website to learn more about her:  Catherine Doherty Website  She loved God.  She was a powerful speaker and writer.  A quote from the Madonna House website: "Catherine Doherty was a woman in love with God. The implications of that love story, as it unfolded throughout her life, brought her enough adventure, heartbreak and joy to fill several lifetimes." Madonna House Website.  The Madonna House is a training center that she founded.

Now I will need to add to my reading list!  She has written quite a few books that capture my attention.  Plus, on the website I found a poem, "Journey Inward" that was powerful! Journey Inward by Catherine Doherty

Back to the quote that originally got my attention.  Once again, I am reminded that we cannot escape pain.  And, I'm good with that.  That is something I've been living into over quite a few years now.  My thought is that there is going to be pain in life.  So, do I choose to live through the pain that will bring me to a healthy place or do I choose to live with the pain that will keep me unhealthy?  Pain can teach us how to pray.

A line that caught my attention was: "Everything that happens to us spiritually, everything that causes us to grow, will bring us closer to God if we say yes."  This line resonates within me.  There have been quite a few opportunities to say yes over the past 5 years.  I am grateful.  It hasn't been easy or without sacrifice.  I am being refined through the fire, the Refiner's Fire.

Though I rarely have the courage to attempt the opportunities that come my way, I hope to continue to say yes to God.

Whatever you are facing, whether there is pain or struggle on your journey or not, know that God is with you.

~Debra

Devotion and reflection from Jesus Calling--December 27

This devotional continues to contain quite a bit that speaks to me, almost daily.  As I picked up the devotional, I had a few days to catch up on to get today.  But, when I starting reading today, it was as if I needed to put on the brakes and begin to read in slow mode, in order to take it all in.

Today's devotion starts off with this: "I am preparing you for what is on the road ahead, just around the bend.  Take time to be still in My Presence so that I can strengthen you."

I've been reading several books in preparation for next week's Academy, so one thought goes toward the Academy.  I'm being prepared for the Academy time.  That is a good thing because the Academy has a way of stretching and challenging me.  Any and all preparation is good!

Then, there are some things going on in my personal life, family life, for which God might be preparing me.  I know it is getting closer to the time where I need to step up and step in and be the adult, not the eldest daughter.  There are situations that burden the family and somehow, I need to be ready to help out.

So, I need to take time and be still.  This lesson just won't go away from my life.  Not that I don't mind.  It's an important lesson for me.  For way too many years I was running around, busy.  Even in my serving God and learning of God I would be busy.  Being still continues to be an ongoing learning opportunity for me.

Later in the devotion, I read these words: "If you live in this way, you will do less but accomplish far more.  Your unhurried pace of living will stand out in this rush-crazed age."  I have a way to go, though I live in a less hurried pace than I used to, I can still live in a fairly stressed pace from time to time.  This resonates with me.  Being still, accomplishing rather than doing, and living an unhurried pace.

The last line of the devotion reads: "Walk in the Light with Me, and you will reflect Me to the watching world."

I desire to reflect the God of Creation, the Light to those around me.  I must continue to take time to be still in God's presence in order to do so.

What about you?  Do you need to take more time to be still?  Is there something for which you sense this stillness time is preparing you, even if you cannot name it?

May you make time to be still along your journey.  May you be strengthened as you are still in the Creator's presence.

~Debra

Friday, December 23, 2011

The Longest Night

I attended the Longest Night Service last night at Burks UMC.  On the front of the bulletin was a star of Bethlehem with the words "The light that shines in darkness!"  Below that were these words from Ann Weems:

"Some of us walk into Advent
tethered to our unresolved yesterdays,
the pain still stabbing;
the hurt still throbbing.
It's not that we don't know better;
it's just that we can't stand up anymore
by ourselves.
On the way to Bethlehem,
will you give us a hand?"

I read that over and over.  Powerful words.  The author struck me as familiar, though only vaguely.  Today I looked up the poem and learned that it is called "Yesterday's Pain".  I found it in Kneeling in Bethlehem on page 14.


When I looked it up, I realized why the author was vaguely familiar.  I had quoted a Lenten poem of hers back on April 13, 2011 (http://alienadventurejourney.blogspot.com/2011/04/lenttaking-time-on-journey-for.html) when I was first introduced to her.  That poem came from the book Kneeling in Jerusalem.

The service was a blessing for me from the front page of the bulletin to the responsive Call to Worship, Hymns, Scripture, Liturgy of Remembering and Lamenting, time to remember others and light candles, musical offering by Wil, the Meditation ("Jesus Was A Refugee") to the closing Prayer and Hymn.

Suffering is not something we can escape, though we try.  From experience, living through suffering has made me a stronger person.  My roots have deepened, if for no other reason than because they have had to for survival.  There have been different aspects of hurt, suffering, and pain on my journey.  I've shared about some of them.  And, I've shared different books that have been instrumental in my growth through those difficult and dark times.  When the Heart Waits by Sue Monk Kidd is one of those books.

I've just finished a book entitled Yearning Minds & Burning Hearts: Rediscovering the Spirituality of Jesus by Glandion Carney & William Long.  There is a chapter on "Jesus and Suffering" toward the end of the book that struck me.  I underlined and starred quite a few lines in the chapter.  The last line of the chapter sums it up for me: "Pain is transformed into hope; suffering is transmuted into joy." (p. 201)

As I lit a couple of candles last night at the service, I thought of the homeless, my brother who is suffering mentally and emotionally right now due to an accident many years ago and the brain injury that accompanied it (along with some actions that stemmed from the cyclical dark times that occur), and a friend going through the gauntlet, so to speak.  As I write this now, I think of quite a few others I know of who are hurt, in pain, or suffering in one way or another.

I pray for myself and each person that we have strength for the journey and that we have the courage to walk through the hurt, pain, and suffering in our own lives and in the lives of those we love.

For myself, Christ has been my source of strength, courage, joy, and light through many a difficult time.  As I look toward the celebration of the birth of the Christ child, may I remember not only the child, but the one who experienced suffering, rejection, pain, abandonment, betrayal, homelessness, etc.  May I seek to share and be the love and light of such a one.

Blessings to you as you journey on your path,

~Debra

Monday, December 19, 2011

Holy Spontaneity, Batman!

Well, no, to my knowledge, Robin never said this.  But, I couldn't help but think of this when I read the title of this blog the other day.  The blog was simply: "Holy Spontaneity". http://onlyasojourner.blogspot.com/2011/12/holy-spontaneity.html?spref=fb. It's a blog by Jerry Webber.  I met Jerry Webber through the Academy last session and learned much through his teaching and poetry.  I continue to learn through his writings on his blog.  He works at The Center for Christian Spirituality, a ministry of Chapelwood United Methodist Church in Houston, Texas.  (www.centerforchristianspirituality.org)

Just as I dreamed once of being a camp director like Marty Griffin, upon meeting Jerry Webber and learning what he does, I thought to myself that it would be a very cool thing to open up a Center for Christian Spirituality in our area.  I still have some learning and growing to do... I'm not quite there yet.... but the idea appeals strongly to me...  offer teaching and retreats-- it aligns with the areas of leadership, spiritual formation, and discipleship in my life and I believe ties in well with the path of ordained elder.  That's just a tiny thought and seed at this point.  However, I even came up with a name for it already. ☺

Back to the point of this blog... holy spontaneity... Well, I was being random just now... going off on a path... and it was spontaneous.... it wasn't my planned writing.

As I read the blog, I was struck by the ways to incorporated some "holy spontaneity" into my life as a spiritual practice.

Then, yesterday, as I was driving to Camp Lookout to pick up my daughter from Christmas Camp, I found myself thinking about the blog.  I missed the turn that I intended to take.  The one that would take me directly to the highway to quickly get to Broad Street.  I decided it was okay and that I would live into the path I was on.  I drove into downtown, stopping to get gas near the old Greenlife grocery.  Then, I went over Veteran's bridge and by Miller Plaza.  The homeless people were helping a group of people set up tables at the park for the Sunday lunch.  I forget what group serves there on Sundays.  The park was fairly crowded.  It was a gorgeous, sunny day.  I turned onto Market St. and continued on.  I made my way to Broad Street beyond the Choo Choo.  From there the journey was the typical pathway up the mountain.  After I picked up my daughter, we started heading down the mountain and I asked her if she wanted to go a different route.  She said yes, so we turned around and went back to the main highway that crossed Lookout Mountain and came into Lookout Mountain proper.  So, a little more holy spontaneity on the ride home.  That allowed us some beautiful views of the city as we drove down that side of the mountain into St. Elmo.

Allowing the road to take me wherever, enjoying the journey as it presented itself.... that was refreshing!  It was a breath of fresh air injected into my normal routine of driving from point A to point B.

I think I will continue to explore this spiritual practice of holy spontaneity.  Not only in my driving, but in other areas as well.

Oh, and in case you wondered (as did I) if Robin ever said, "Holy Spontaneity, Batman!" I found a link that listed quite a few of Robin's sayings.  Here they are: http://www.sodahead.com/entertainment/holy-_____-batman/question-125354/
 
"Holy haberdashery, Batman!"
"Holy atomic pile, Batman!"
"Holy priceless collection of Etruscan snoods!"
"Holy oleo!"
"Holy nightmare!"
"Holy costumed party!"
"Holy horseshoe!"
"Holy polaris!"
"Holy sardine!"
"Holy jumble!"
"Holy marathon!"
"Holy Halloween!"
"Holy heart failure, Batman!"
"Holy Long John Silver!"

If you'd like to hear Robin in his holy phrases, here is a link of several clips linked together: http://popwatch.ew.com/2009/12/28/holy-batman/

May you incorporate some holy spontaneity into your journey!

~Debra

I journeyed as a journeyer today... trusting the heart of God.

Today I had an opportunity to not only visit a former home church, Hixson UMC, but participate in the worship service.  My role was fairly simple... walk down the aisle with a walking stick after the acolytes were on their way back.  I would be carrying a rock that I would set down among other rocks when I arrived to the table.  Then, I was to pour a cup of water and take a drink.  The journeyer.  It sounded like a great role, fitting even.... so I was glad to fill in at the last minute.

Little did I know prior to this morning that the theme was "perseverance" and that the rocks represented a rocky road.  Nor did I know that there would be a song playing, "Trust His Heart", by Babbie Mason. 

I knew that this was more than a role today.  I felt that in the air.  Then, the song started and the video that accompanied it played.  Both were powerful.  When it was time to start my journey, I couldn't quite set my pace.  It was almost as if I wasn't doing the walking.  What I do know is that the words were so powerful that I was teary-eyed as I walked.  I made it down the aisle and to the table.  I set my walking stick against the table.  I placed my heavy rock among the other rocks that were there.  I poured myself a cup of water, refreshing after a journey, and took a long sip.  Then, I turned to leave.  Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the screen up to my left.  I saw the image of Christ in the picture and stopped to observe for a moment.  Then, I stepped down and went to my seat.

The service had songs and drama interspersed.  The music from the orchestra and choir were moving and powerful, as were the drama selections.

There were nuggets of truth from each that struck me.  Some more than others. 

"Ocean Views" was probably the most powerful for me, though I can't pinpoint why.  If I had heard that monologue last year at this time, it would have been even more difficult to hear as it talked about rough times.  Yet, it reminded all of us that God is bigger than all of those rough times.  And, as the monologue pointed out, there are still rough times.  Yet, the waves that crash the shore are no match for the waves of strength and joy that God has shown me are there for me, if I am willing to accept the gift of love, grace, and forgiveness.  God IS bigger than anything I can ever face.  And, I have faced some pretty big mountains in my life.

Spiritual growth has been one such mountain.... as God has continued to work in my life, calling me to go deeper, there have been some rocky roads along the journey.  It has been risky at times, often difficult, even painful (physically, emotionally, and spiritually).  But, it has been worth every ounce of effort and strength to keep going on the journey.  To keep on keeping on. 

The ultimate journey is my journey with Christ.  That relationship journey is the biggest for me.  It carries me on lots of adventures.   Beyond that, I'm on quite a few other journeys... school, Academy, family life, ministry, friendships, taekwondo, etc.  Each have their challenges, their rough spots, their joys.  Each is shaping me and molding me.

I am blessed to be on the journey with others.

How about you?  Are you on a journey of any kind?  What is it?  Where is it taking you?  Are there rocks along the path?  How do you deal with those rough spots? 

Though I may not always make the right decisions or take the right path at the crossroads, I am trying to live in such a way that shows there is some salt and light in this body.  And, when I'm not sure what to do, where to go, or what the heck is going on, I will try to remember to "Trust His Heart".

"Trust His Heart" by Babbie Mason
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eLn0cRl-0GE&feature=related

All things work for our good
Though sometimes we don't see how they could
Struggles that break our hearts in two
Sometimes blind us to the truth
Our Father knows what best for us
His ways are not our own
So when your pathway grows dim
And you just don't see Him
Remember you're never alone

God is too wise to be mistaken
God is too good to be unkind
So when you don't understand
When you don't see His plan
When you can't trace His hand
Trust His heart
Trust His heart

He sees the master plan
And He holds our future in His hand
So don't live as those who have no hope
All our hope is found in Him
We see the present clearly
But He sees the first and the last
And like a tapestry
He's weaving you and me
To someday be just like Him

God is too wise to be mistaken
God is too good to be unkind
So when you don't understand
When you don't see His plan
When you can't trace His hand
Trust His heart
Trust His heart

He alone is faithful and true
He alone knows what is best for you

God is too wise to be mistaken
God is too good to be unkind
So when you don't understand
When you don't see His plan
When you can't trace His hand
Trust His heart
Trust His heart

When you don't understand
When you don't see His plan
When you can't trace His hand
Trust His heart
Trust His heart

Journeying onward on this incredible adventurous path!
~Debra

Saturday, December 17, 2011

The Voice of Truth... Be still in order to hear...

There is a song I hear on the radio... and the expression "the voice of truth" jumps out to me.  Yesterday when I heard the song, as I heard the words "the voice of truth" in English, my mind went to Greek!  Hurray!  Maybe there is hope for me yet to learn this language!  I was always excited when my Spanish and French students came to class telling me that they had thoughts or dreams in the language because it meant that the language was getting inside them and taking hold, taking root.  I was glad that my mind heard those words and thought of the Greek: h` fwnh, t’h/j av’’’lh,qeiaj  
If you'd like the explanation-- the first word is the nominative definite article (feminine).  The second word is "voice".  The last word is "truth" in the genitive form because it is the form used for "of".  The third word is the genitive form for the definite article.  I hope I got the translation correct!

The voice of truth.  I don't know about you, but I often find myself struggling to hear that voice.  Other voices tend to drown out the voice of truth.... fear, doubt, literal other voices of other people.  Even positive voices can still drown out the voice of truth, if they are not in line with the voice of truth.    Often it becomes difficult to listen.  That's on a "normal" day in "normal" circumstances.

What about when your world is turned upside down and/or inside out?  It could be because of the hustle and bustle of the holidays, or the time of year of final exams (whether as a teacher or student).  It could be anything.  These things make it harder to listen to the voice, the voice of truth.

For me, it helps to find some time for some silence and solitude.  If at all possible, it is even better for me to get out into creation.  I am better able to hear the voice of truth when I am surrounded by the Creator's handiwork.

As I listen, I am able to peel away and filter out the voices that are not truth.  The din, the caucophony of sounds becomes quieter and I'm able to get to the point where I can once again here the voice of truth.

What about you?  Are you struggling to hear the voice of truth?  Are other voices coming at you so loudly that you no longer hear it?  Take some time for some silence and solitude.  Filter out the voices that are not voices of truth.

Besides silence and solitude (which include prayer time), it helps me to find the voice of truth in Scripture, songs, and through trusted friends.  Don't neglect those important resources. 

Here are the lyrics to two songs that help me hear the voice of truth.

"Voice of Truth" by Casting Crowns http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwsvqVmFV6Y

Oh what I would do to have
The kind of faith it takes to climb out of this boat I'm in
Onto the crashing waves

To step out of my comfort zone
To the realm of the unknown where Jesus is
And He's holding out his hand

But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me
Time and time again. 'Boy, you'll never win!'
"You'll never win"

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
And the voice of truth says "Do not be afraid!"
And the voice of truth says "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

Oh what I would do to have
The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant
With just a Sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
Shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand

But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me
Time and time again "boy, you'll never win!
"You'll never win"

But the stone was just the right size
To put the giant on the ground
And the waves they don't seem so high
From on top of them looking down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
Singing over me

I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

"I Lift My Hands" by Chris Tomlin http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c24En0r-lXg&ob=av2n

Be still, there is a healer
His love is deeper than the sea
His mercy, it is unfailing
His arms, a fortress for the weak

(Chorus)
Let faith arise
Let faith arise
I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart, these things I remember
You are faithful, God, forever

Be still, there is a river
That flows from Calvary's tree
A fountain for the thirsty
Your grace that washes over me

Chorus X2

Let faith arise
Let faith arise
Open my eyes
Open my eyes
Let faith arise
Let faith arise
Open my eyes
Open my eyes

Chorus X2

You are faithful, God, forever
Let faith arise
Let faith arise


As you are on your journey, I hope and pray that you are able to hear the voice of truth in the midst of all the other voices! 

If you'd like to share how things are going on your journey, please do so.  You might be just the encouragement someone needs.

Blessings on your journey,

~Debra

Monday, December 5, 2011

Another Good Earth Tea Quote... Sara Teasdale

I'm taking a break this afternoon from my Greek studies.  It's a slightly windy, cool, yet still t-shirt weather, overcast cloudy day.  Time for a cup of Good Earth Lemongrass tea!

Today's quote is not one I have ever seen before.  It sparked curiosity and research.  I will share the quote and what I have learned.

The quote: "I make the most of all that comes, And the least of all that goes."  ~Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

Naturally, I wanted to learn who this Sara Teasdale was!  So, I searched and learned that she was born in St. Louis, Missouri and was known as a poet, an accomplished poet who had written quite a bit and who had won a Pulitzer Prize and other prizes for her writings.  She wrote of love, beauty, and death.  She married, but it seems she didn't marry her first love, as there were several suitors* prior to her accepting the proposal of Ernst Filsinger, a successful businessman.  They married in 1914 and she divorced him in 1929.   Her life ended in 1933 when she committed suicide by an overdose.  *One of her suitors had been Vachel Lindsay, another American poet.  He struggled with life and finances and took his life in 1931by drinking a bottle of lye. (http://www.vachellindsayhome.org/#!__biog4)

Another quote by Sara Teasdale that I found while searching: "You will recognize your own path when you come upon it because you will suddenly have all the energy and imagination you will ever need." 

Both of these quotes that I have posted today do not reflect the Sara that gave in to depression after her bout of pneumonia and possibly fatigue of dealing with life's struggles.  In both these quotes I see a hopeful Sara, someone living into life with the most she has to offer, accepting life's ebbs and flows and sharing with others how to recognize their path after finding her own.

As we are in the season of Advent, I will share a poem I found about the Christ Child.  It is called, "The Carpenter's Son".

The Carpenter's Son (published in Rivers to the Sea)



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The summer dawn came over-soon,
The earth was like hot iron at noon
In Nazareth;
There fell no rain to ease the heat,
And dusk drew on with tired feet
And stifled breath.

The shop was low and hot and square,
And fresh-cut wood made sharp the air,
While all day long
The saw went tearing thru the oak
That moaned as tho' the tree's heart broke
Beneath its wrong.

The narrow street was full of cries,
Of bickering and snarling lies
In many keys--
The tongues of Egypt and of Rome
And lands beyond the shifting foam
Of windy seas.

Sometimes a ruler riding fast
Scattered the dark crowds as he passed,
And drove them close
In doorways, drawing broken breath
Lest they be trampled to their death
Where the dust rose.

There in the gathering night and noise
A group of Galilean boys
Crowding to see
Gray Joseph toiling with his son,
Saw Jesus, when the task was done,
Turn wearily.

He passed them by with hurried tread
Silently, nor raised his head,
He who looked up
Drinking all beauty from his birth
Out of the heaven and the earth
As from a cup.

And Mary, who was growing old,
Knew that the pottage would be cold
When he returned;
He hungered only for the night,
And westward, bending sharp and bright,
The thin moon burned.

He reached the open western gate
Where whining halt and leper wait,
And came at last
To the blue desert, where the deep
Great seas of twilight lay asleep,
Windless and vast.

With shining eyes the stars awoke,
The dew lay heavy on his cloak,
The world was dim;
And in the stillness he could hear
His secret thoughts draw very near
And call to him.

Faint voices lifted shrill with pain
And multitudinous as rain;
From all the lands
And all the villages thereof
Men crying for the gift of love
With outstretched hands.

Voices that called with ceaseless crying,
The broken and the blind, the dying,
And those grown dumb
Beneath oppression, and he heard
Upon their lips a single word,
"Come!"

Their cries engulfed him like the night,
The moon put out her placid light
And black and low
Nearer the heavy thunder drew,
Hushing the voices . . . yet he knew
That he would go.

A quick-spun thread of lightning burns,
And for a flash the day returns--
He only hears
Joseph, an old man bent and white
Toiling alone from morn till night
Thru all the years.

Swift clouds make all the heavens blind,
A storm is running on the wind--
He only sees
How Mary will stretch out her hands
Sobbing, who never understands
Voices like these.

Some links:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/sara-teasdale
http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/658
http://www.poemhunter.com/sara-teasdale/biography/
http://stlouiswalkoffame.org/inductees/sara-teasdale.html

Wherever you find yourself on your journey, I hope you will make the most of all that comes your way.  May you have energy and imagination on your journey and may you connect with the Carpenter's Son in someway this Advent Season.

~Debra

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Journey to the Manger... it begins today

The season of Advent officially began this past Sunday.  It's preparation time for the coming of the Christ child.  Now, I realize that there is much discussion in some circles concerning when the birth actually took place, why Christians would choose to celebrate it during a formally pagan celebration time, etc.  However, to me, it isn't the when that matters.  To me, it's important to celebrate the birth of Christ yearly and to reflect on who Christ is and what Christ means to me.  Just as I celebrate the birthdays of friends and family (if and when I remember--thank goodness for calendars and FaceBook reminders!).  As I think of my friends and family and who they are in my life and what they mean to me, so I am able to do with Christ.

As we journey onward in the Advent season, what are your traditions for celebration and remembering?  Advent candles and/or advent wreaths?  Chrismon trees? (trees decorated with church symbols such as doves, the Chi-Rho, star of David, butterfly, Alpha, Omega, anchored cross, Ichthys (fish symbol), etc. 

[For more on Chrismon trees and their history, go to: http://www.chrismon.org/site/chrismon/about.htm.  I learned quite a bit about the Chrismon tree!  The founder of this tree (Frances Kipps Spencer) died locally on Signal Mountain, TN.  Here is a link with pictures of various Chrismons: http://www.umcs.org/chrismons/.]

You may celebrate the Advent season with special devotionals, with traditions from other religions, etc.  However you choose to celebrate this season, it is a time of reflection and preparation.
A new resource for the season of Advent for children is "Journey to the Manger" written and illustrated by two members of my home church, Burks UMC in Hixson, TN.  Starting today, December 1st, the child has an activity, a Scripture verse, and space to write or draw (depending on age) their feelings, reflections, and experiences from that activity and Scripture.  It is a great way for the parent and child to spend time together daily.  I would argue that this is a great resource for children of all ages. ☺


Day 1 says "Straighten your room." and has the verse Colossians 3:23 which says: "Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as though you were working for the Lord and not for people." (Good News Translation)

That is something I could put into practice! (Both the activity and the attitude expressed!)
There are tiny footprints on each page, walking in the sand each day, all the way to the manger. 


I'm pretty taken with this resource!  I wish someone from Abingdon Press or The Upper Room would contact these ladies and mass-produce it! 

But, let me come back to the journey..... the true journey.... preparing our hearts, minds, and souls for the birth of the Christ child. 

How are you preparing this Advent season?  Whatever you do, take time to reflect on who the Christ child is to you and what the Christ child means and has meant in your life.
Advent blessings,

~Debra