"As I swore in my wrath, They shall not enter my rest. . . So we see that they were unable to enter because of unbelief." Heb 3: 11-19
I consistently fall into the trap of thinking that if only I could get the proper amount of time away from my work, or go on a real sabbatical, or maybe even get 8 plus hours of sleep per night I might finally feel rested. But the heart of the matter lies not so much with the rejuvenation of my body, but with the rejuvenation of my heart.
Sunday, December 5
This Advent season is proving to be one of great preparation for me. And well it should be. Advent is the season in which we prepare our hearts for the coming of the Christ, our Saviour. Perhaps more than any other Advent season, this year is allowing me to prepare myself by looking into my heart, which is in turn the catalyst for driving me to Christ and the miracle of his birth.
As I ponder the hardness of heart, the lack of grace, and my critical nature in general, I recognize a darkness in my spirit that is devoid of life and warmth. Despite my greatest efforts I can not fill this void or add heat to my cold heart. Only God, through Christ, is able
And so I pray that this season of lights proves to be a season in which my dark heart is illuminated by His grace, love, and sacrifice. Praise be to God, for his gift of Light and Life, and may His Spirit cause me to make straight in the desert of my heart a highway for our God.
Posted by Kermit and Elektra at 16:11
Tuesday, August 31
The Prodigal God by Timothy Keller. Excellent explanation of the work God did and does for us, as illustrated in the parable of the "Prodigal Son." The chapter that got to me is the one in which he compares the laying down of Christ's life to that of an elder brother paying the cost of my profligate lifestyle. What real brother would give up even half of his inheritance to enable my life, support my place in the household?
Posted by Kermit and Elektra at 13:54
Wednesday, August 18
In these last dog days of summer, the gardens are wilting and going to seed. We've sadly neglected the flower beds and need to give them some fresh manure and mulch on the washed out soil. The dogs think they want to go out for a walk every day, but Herbs falters half way down the neighborhood, panting his complaint that the road is hot, his feet are sore, and he's going to die if he can't lay down in the shade for five minutes. Sweetpea simply puts her paw down and declares "you can drag me but I choose to stay here in this nice neighbor's yard." So, Sweeps just stays home.
While Eric's been putting in some long hours, O and I have gone to town, walking. We walk around the neighbourhoods of downtown. We scope out rentals, dreaming of the day we can live in walking distance of the harbour.
O decided he likes a later bedtime than what we were doing before, so a long evening walk is a perfect way to end a long, hot day.
(This photo was actually from 4th of July, so he's aged a bit since this was taken. Thanks to Molly and Grandpa for the hat and overalls to match. He likes to wear them red neck style, no shirt).
Posted by Kermit and Elektra at 08:14
Sunday, August 15
We spent a lovely afternoon in Emerald Isle with our "Webster Family" a couple weekends ago. They know how to live at the beach, with a huge tent to stake claim to a piece of the beach and enjoy a nap without frying. O was intrigued with Elle's beach toys, who was not so fond of a wee boy snagging her loot. I wouldn't either! Boys are notoriously destructive of dolls, dirty the carefully protected dress up clothes, and are generally creatures to beware until further notice of good manners.
(Regretfully, the photos are poor quality; consider them impressionistic). Check out more of O's happenings at The Talking Lion blog.
Posted by Kermit and Elektra at 13:20
Friday, August 6
It's been warm here, so much so that we are glad to be busy and indoors and since we (sadly) are not farmers we need not be out in the dry dirt.
But we've had good Saturdays to read on the couch, mow the grass, and stock the fridge at the Farmer's Market--the "normal" things.
Because we live within an hour of the best beaches around, we make obligatory drives down every weekend, or find a pool to swim and soak in the cool waters.
Omari has found his favorite place to be in the water and sand, relishing the texture and salt spray, and mysteriously knew that when Papa built him a sand castle last week, he was supposed to knock it down!
Posted by Kermit and Elektra at 06:06
Friday, June 25
Jiggidy Jig. We return to home base with no little sadness and resignation that life as we know it continues, with work and "back to normal" and learning what that means all over again. If deployment is our dividing line for time together, the child is the line of a new race for us to run. May our hearts rise to the occasion.
Posted by Kermit and Elektra at 06:21
Friday, March 5
Sunday, January 31
On these wintry days, it's a pleasure to hole up in the warm house and read, drink hot beverages, and talk.
One of our good friends sent us a link to their new blog, created as a forum for discussion. As a group who meets regularly, they are thinking through the book of Hebrews. Now, the rest of us can join in on their musings and add to the community of thought.
Check out the side link of "Batter my Heart"
Posted by Kermit and Elektra at 12:00