God of Wonders

   Yesterday I watched a documentary on YouTube called God of Wonders. It won't let me post it here, but you can find it with this link:  God Of Wonders The Documentary (2009) Full Length - YouTube It's an hour and twenty-four minutes but well worth your time to watch. 

   The orderliness and precision of the universe, from the vastness of the heavens to the minute intricacies of things on earth, speaks of a Creator. How can anyone believe these things evolved of their own accord? 

   God's wonders surround us. And these marvels reveal much about our Creator. Through creation we glimpse His power and wisdom, His majesty and care. Creation is speaking to those who will listen...

Join us on a remarkable journey of discovery as we explore the Creator's handiwork and what His creation reveals about His character. Survey the unimaginable size of the universe and ponder the vast energy present in all matter. Examine the elegant water molecule essential to all life and discover how God combines these molecules to form beautiful and symmetrical snow crystals. Learn about the incredible complexity of DNA and the miraculous workings of the tiny seed. From the design functionality of birds to the incredible transformation of butterflies, these and many other features of creation are highlighted in this visually stunning presentation.

God of Wonders is a breath-taking tour of God's creation wonders, visible and invisible, and the greatest wonder of all -- His redeeming love!

Here Is January

 

   Here we are in January 2022. I was twelve in January 1960. It seemed strange to write 1960 for I did not remember anything other than the 1950s. I wondered how many times I would see the third number of the year roll over. Could I possibly live to see the year 2000? I did a little math and saw I would be two weeks beyond my fifty-second birthday in January 2000. I could not imagine being that old but knew people did live that long, so it was possible I'd see the year 2000.  The years sped along, 2000 rushed past, and here we are 22 years later. I'm still kicking (but not as high) and now 52 seems young. 

   January is my introvert season. I don't care to venture out more than necessary. I am happy sitting at home crocheting and scrapbooking. This winter, for a change, I'm not writing a book. Now and then I'll write a short story, but I have no big projects going on and nothing planned. Since Leroy is retired and at home every day, we do things together. He volunteers at four different places, and I go with him sometimes. Winter is the resting season, a time to reflect on the past and recharge for the future. 

Here is January, partly done---
Not as rare as June with its warming sun,

Or soft like April with shades of green,

Ot hot like July with mosquitos and screen.

It's January--cold and iced in pure white,

When the day seems so short, and long is the night. 

When "thrift" is the word which father pronounces;

"Less spending this year!" he firmly announces.

Mother's still finding pine needles about,

Bits of tinsel, broken presents to be carried out.

January's good to the children around,

With its ice and good skating, and snow on the ground.

It brings to the feeders many colorful birds,

Whose beauty and swiftness defy written words.

It brings sunrises glorious over snow-covered rills

And breathtaking sunsets beyond the far hills.

There's beauty in January, and time to remember,

We're closer to spring than we were in December.

Florence D. Brown

2021 Highlights

The beginning of the year I quilted this quilt. I had embroidered the blocks earlier. 

In February we replaced our landline with a smartphone.

Leroy worked for Shank Door for 48 years, from March 5, 1973-March 5, 2021. They made this huge poster of pictures from his years with the company. On the table in front of the poster are some of his old tools, canceled pay checks, and work orders. Retirement changed our lives. It was a good feeling for him to leave with two of our sons working for the company. Daryl (left) does service work and Gene (right) is in management.

Our third great-grandchild, Elijah Stauffer was born May 20.

We took a five-generation picture in June.

We celebrated our 54th anniversary in July by going on a one-day train trip to Jim Thorpe.

We had a mini-split installed in the kitchen on July 26. For the first time in our lives we have air conditioning in the living area.

On August 20 I took Grayson and his mother to Cherry Crest Adventure Farm. They went down the giant slide. I couldn't resist and did it too.

We helped celebrate Abigail's first birthday on September 24.

In October, Cheryl had a full house when we, all of her brothers, sisters-in-law, and some nieces and nephews made the trip to Ohio to celebrate her 50th birthday.

I started my first winter project for this year on October 1, embroidering a tablecloth. I finished it on November 22.

And of course, we wound up the year with Christmas dinner. It was on December 18 this year.

It's been a year of change, challenges, joys, and sorrows. Pretty much sums up life, doesn't it?  Tonight, we close the books on the year and step into a new one. Only God knows what it will hold, but we will follow as He leads the way.

Joy To The World

  The traditional Christmas carols are so familiar we often sing them without thinking about the words. There is a lot of theology in the words we so glibly sing. Consider these:

• God and sinners reconciled (Hark the Herald)
• Word of the Father now in flesh appearing (O Come All Ye Faithful)
• His law is love and His gospel is peace (O Holy Night)
• He comes to make His blessings flow far as the curse [of sin] is found (Joy to the World)
• He came down to earth from Heaven who is God and Lord of all (Once in Royal David's City)
• The hopes and fears of all the years are met in Thee tonight (O Little Town of Bethlehem)
• For lo the days are hastening on by prophet bards [inspired men] foretold (It Came Upon the Midnight Clear)
• He will bring us goodness and light (Do You Hear What I Hear)
• Son of God, love's pure Light . . . the dawn of redeeming grace (Silent Night)
• The King of Kings salvation brings (What Child Is This)

   Think about these words as you sing this Christmas. Jesus came to earth on a mission trip, for a specific purpose. His birth was the "dawn of redeeming grace" but it cost His life for "God and sinners [to be] reconciled."

Shalom - Peace

Resolution Kept

   Did you make any New Year resolutions this year? I don't usually make a list of person improvement resolutions, but this January I did decide I will read through the Martyrs Mirror as part of my devotional time. I had read portions of Martyrs Mirror, but never read the entire book. I found a complete version online and began reading it in January. I read about three pages per day although there were times I skipped a day or two. I read page 1141 this morning.

 The gigantic book contains graphic accounts of more than 4,000 Christians who endured suffering, torture, and a martyr’s death because of their simple faith in the gospel of Christ. It includes more than 50 finely detailed etchings by noted Dutch artist Jan Luyken. 

   The accounts call believers to follow Jesus in all areas of life, even unto death. Come what may, true Christian commitment demands supreme discipleship and steadfast adherence to the teachings modeled by Jesus and his apostles. Songs, letters, prayers, and confessions of faith appear with the stories of many “defenseless Christians” who were able to love their enemies and return good for evil.

   Written and published in 1659 by a Dutch Mennonite, Thieleman J. van Braght, to strengthen the faith of his fellow believers, the book was treasured by Mennonites for generations.

   These are some of the impressions I got from reading the entire book:

1. Unregenerate man is utterly wicked. They were worse than animals in the ways they tortured human beings. It's too horrible to repeat here.

2. The great patience of the martyrs in their suffering is amazing. Over and over they repeated that suffering was to be expected. The letters they wrote to family and friends while in prison contained few descriptions of their sufferings and torture. Instead, they assured the readers they were remaining steadfast in the faith and encouraged them to do the same.

3. The joyful anticipation of the martyrs of their deaths. It was often referred to as "offering my sacrifice." Frequently they expressed joy that they were counted worthy to give their lives for His sake.

4. The great price nonresistant Mennonites paid for their faith. Those who were arrested had their property confiscated and the proceeds from the sale went to either the church or the state or was simply pocketed by the authorities. Those who were exiled from their homes and shipped out of the country left everything they owned behind. 

5. The beliefs of the Mennonites that differed with the state church were infant baptism, nonresistance, no swearing of oaths, transubstantiation, the role of Mary, and ability of the priests to forgive sin.

   Both the Catholic and Reformed churches persecuted Mennonites for their faith. Persecution continued in Switzerland after it had ended in Holland. The Dutch Mennonites helped their Swiss brothers, writing pleas to the authorities to let them live in peace and helping them to leave the country. When hundreds of Swiss were deported and sent to Germany in 1671, the Dutch sent relief funds. They also helped Mennonites emigrate to Pennsylvania in the early 1700s. Some of them brought with them their treasured copies of Martyrs Mirror. It was translated into German in 1748 at the time of the French and Indian War. In 1886, Martyrs Mirror was translated into English to continue to challenge generations of Christians in North America.

   It took me nearly a year, but I kept my 2021 resolution and read the whole thing.

Martyrs Mirror printed in German at Ephrata, Pa., in 1748

A Stitch At A Time

   In September I seized the opportunity to take a tablecloth from a pile of things my brother-in-law was giving away. His wife (who passed away last year) had bought this tablecloth and only got a few stitches in it. Summer was winding down and I was looking for something to do this winter. I took it thinking it would take me all winter to do it.

   On October 1, I put the first stitches in it. I had not done any embroidery for a long time and enjoyed it so much I couldn't let it alone. I'm not writing a book this winter so I had lots of free time and kept stitching away. I put the last stitches in it this morning. I surprised myself by finishing it in one month and twenty-one days. I have no idea how many hours I have in it.

   I chose the colors to go with my kitchen. It is on the table now but covered with a piece of clear plastic to protect it from spills and stains. We've come a long ways from the days when I used a terry tablecloth because of the frequent spills! Can two old fogies be trusted to keep it clean?

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