Morning by morning, New mercies I see
This morning I enjoyed my daughter's blog post so much, that I decided to post it here. However, I'm not sure I'm computer savvy enough to know how to do this, so I'm going to (1) try to copy and paste it here and (2) if that doesn't work, I'll post the blog URL and you'll have to do that part yourselves, but I assure you it's worth the effort (even if my daughter IS the one who wrote it -- not bragging, just enjoying).

Later . . .
(Okay, it posted--below--but not with the listening links to Michael Card's songs on the CD Poeima . . . if you want to hear those, you'll have to go to her blog yourself, which is http://barchesterexcerpts.blogspot.com/ ). I don't know why the hypertext didn't show up, but you can copy and paste into your browser thingamajig, and it'll come up.



Friday, September 11, 2009
Morning By Morning, New Mercies I See
The Correspondent

At the end of every week, I try to post some of my favorite happenings from the previous seven days. For a while, I joined in the fun at Susanne's Friday’s Fave Five meme/carnival, but time no longer allows me to participate in the way I'd like.

I've hung on to the habit, however, of listing some of my cherished highlights.

1. Revisiting Old Tunes – I’ve always enjoyed the CD Poiema by Michael Card, but for a while, it was forgotten in our rows and rows of music. Recently, I dug it out, ripped it to my laptop, and synced it to my iPod, and I’ve been listening again to some old favorite songs, such as "The Poem of Your Life" –

The pain and the longing
The joy and the moments of light
Are the rhythm and rhyme
The free verse of the poem of life


"The Basin and the Towel" is based on Christ’s washing of His disciples’ feet –

And the call is to community,
The impoverished power that sets the soul free.
In humility, to take the vow,
That day after day we must take up the basin and the towel.


I particularly love this part:

In any ordinary place,
On any ordinary day,
The parable can live again
When one will kneel and one will yield.

And the bridge:

And the space between ourselves sometimes
Is more than the distance between the stars.
By the fragile bridge of the Servant’s bow
We take up the basin and the towel.

Oh, how I wish I could write like that!

"Sunrise of Your Smile" is about relishing those light bulb moments in home education when your child(ren) catch on to something and really “get it.” –

I would wander weary miles,
Would welcome ridicule, my child,
To simply see the sunrise of your smile,
To see the light behind your eyes,
The happy thought that makes you fly,
Yes, I would wander weary miles,
To simply see the sunrise of your smile.

There are other fine songs, such as "Bearers of the Light," "Earthly Perfect Harmony," "For F.F.B.," "Home," and "Hope." Good stuff, that.

2. Speaking of Good Writing – My friend Lynn (aka Queen Shenaynay) is blogging again over at The Beehive. Lynn, a two-year cancer survivor, offers some enlightening insights on bonus time, which is well worth reading.

3. Victor Hugo said– “Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.” That makes me feel better, especially since a few telltale signs of old age are beginning to creep in, such as:

Perpetual Blinker – driving with one’s blinker on for longer than the time it takes to change lanes,

Granny Fanny – bending at the waist instead of the knees, causing one’s rear end to point heavenward,

Bibliophile’s Bane – realizing that all printed material I want to read looks like this
(See her blog to view illustration)

4. Touché, Kindred Spirit – The other day, I was caught behind a slow driver (in the fast lane, no less!), and when I passed her, I noticed she was holding a book up on the steering wheel, reading while driving. I couldn’t believe it! How dangerous! And then I glanced down at the scripture memory cards in my lap. :::gulp:::

The incident reminded me of this Tim Hawkins line: "I was driving the other day, and this lady was swerving in and out of traffic, talking on her cell phone, AND doing her makeup at the same time. Driving with her knees. I was so upset, man, I almost spilled my bowl of cereal."

5. Real Manhood – I watched with a grateful heart, full of love, as Mr. Knightley ran through the house, playing good-guys/bad-guys with the boys. As they brandished swords and wielded Uzis, the three men in my life were in fantasy land, chasing, shooting, fencing, and ridding the world of evil.

I’m thankful Mr. Knightley isn’t preoccupied with looking cool or macho. Some of the coolest and manliest things a guy can do are to relate to his children and be a great daddy.

Posted by The Correspondent at 9/11/2009 0 comments
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Blessings to all this week,
Elaine


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