Sunday, June 3, 2007
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Elisabeth Elliot on Motherhood:
When women--sometimes well-meaning, earnest, truth seeking ones say "Get out of the house and do something creative, find something meaningful, something with more direct access to reality," it is a dead giveaway that they have missed the deepest definition of creation, of meaning, of reality. And when you start seeing the world as opaque, that is, as an end in itself instead of as transparent, when you ignore the Other World where this one ultimately finds its meaning, of course housekeeping (and any other kind of work if you do it long enough) becomes tedious and empty.
But what have buying groceries, changing diapers and peeling vegetables got to do with creativity? Aren't those the very things that keep us from it? Isn't it that kind of drudgery that keeps us in bondage? It's insipid and confining, it's what one conspicuous feminist called "a life of idiotic ritual, full of forebodings and failure." To her I would answer ritual, yes. Idiotic, no, not to the Christian--for although we do the same things anybody else does, and we do them over and over in the same way,
But this is what we so easily forget. Men as well as women have listened to those quasi-rational claims, have failed to see the fatal fallacy, and have capitulated. Words like personhood, liberation, fulfillment and equality have had a convincing ring and we have not questioned their popular definitions or turned on them the searchlight of Scripture or even of our common sense. We have meekly agreed that the kitchen sink is an obstacle instead of an altar, and we have obediently carried on our shoulders the chips these reductionists have told us to carry.
Those who focus only on the drabness of the supermarket, or on the onions or the diapers themselves, haven't an inkling of the mystery that is at stake here, the mystery revealed in the birth of that Baby and consummated on the Cross: my life for yours.
The routines of housework and of mothering may be seen as a kind of death, and it is appropriate that they should be, for they offer the chance, day after day, to lay down one's life for others. Then they are no longer routines. By being done with love and offered up to God with praise, they are thereby hallowed as the vessels of the tabernacle were hallowed--not because they were different from other vessels in quality or function, but because they were offered to God. A mother's part in sustaining the life of her children and making it pleasant and comfortable is no triviality. It calls for self-sacrifice and humility, but it is the route, as was the humiliation of Jesus, to glory.
To modern mothers I would say "Let Christ himself be your example as to what your attitude should be. For he, who had always been God by nature, did not cling to his prerogatives as God's equal, but stripped himself of all privilege by consenting to be a slave by nature and being born as a mortal man. And, having become man, he humbled himself by living a life of utter obedience, even to the extent of dying, and the death he died was the death of a common criminal. That is why God has now lifted him so high. . ." (Phil. 2:5-11 Phillips).
It is a spiritual principle as far removed from what the world tells us as heaven is removed from hell: If you are willing to lose your life, you'll find it. It is the principle expressed by John Keble in 1822:
If on our daily course our mind
Be set to hallow all we find,
New treasures still, of countless price,
God will provide for sacrifice.
Such encouragement in realizing that the routine of daily life is important, the small and seemingly insignificant tasks of our day have purpose- "The ordinary transactions of everyday life are the very means of transfiguration. It is the common stuff of this world which, because of the Word's having been "made flesh," is shot through with meaning, with charity, with the glory of God."
Friday, June 1, 2007
Summer Days
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Growing Up
Victoria Magazine is Coming Back!
One of the most beautiful, inspiring magazines ended around ten years ago and is now coming back! I purchased several old magazines on ebay and have savored their wonderful pictures. How thrilled I was to learn that the powers that be are going to be publishing it again, starting this fall.
Here is the link to the magazine's website. It has subscription information, in case you are interested. I signed up right away so I won't miss out!
http://www.victoriamag.com/
Monday, May 28, 2007
Old Fashioned Chocolate Soda
2 Tablespoons Hershey's chocolate syrup
Club soda, chilled (we don't usually chill it, but that would probably be even better- we can never wait that long)
2 scoops chocolate ice cream (we use Breyer's)
In a tall glass combine the chocolate syrup with a bit of the club soda. Add the ice cream. Then fill the rest of the glass with the club soda and stir gently. Drink!
One of the best parts of summer is a chocolate soda on a warm day...
Monday, May 21, 2007
Thank Goodness for Google!
I assumed so, but it never hurts to look things up in a time of uncertainty.
The site I checked when I Googled "Do cats have belly buttons?" assured me that ALL mammals have belly buttons, but on some dogs and cats they have healed so well and are covered with hair so they may be difficult to find.
Now that that problem is taken care of, we can go back to our regular scheduled programming!
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Friday, May 18, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
A Quilt for Hope
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Summer Projects
Trims bought at the fabric store on Friday. The rick rack and yellow and white trims are all cotton from Wright's new "vintage" line. I was thrilled to find it since most rick rack is all poly and the cotton felt so nice. I just hope the color stays true after it's been washed! The ribbons at the top are for hair ribbons. They looked too pretty to pass up.
I bought some white pima cotton to make up this blouse for myself. I'm thinking of making the slim skirt later, but I haven't looked for fabric yet.
I found some nice blue shirting fabric to make the sleeveless blouse for Abby. I hope to make the white skirt and pink cumberbund, but didn't get fabric for it this week. Abby wants the red and white checked outfit, but we'll start with the blue and see how it goes.
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Tea Party Ideas
English Tea Party Recepies
Friday, May 4, 2007
Family Celebrates End of School Year!
Our family tradition is to start and end the school year with a visit to a favorite restaurant.
The grounds are so beautiful and we love to walk around and appreciate the scenery.
Most of us ordered the turkey, but Jacob had the fried chicken. Coleslaw, beets, cottage cheese and corn fritters come standard with every meal.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
All Jackson, All the Time...
Monday, April 30, 2007
In the Classroom
We finished "Across Five Aprils" last week and that has led to a review of the Civil War. We have several wonderful children's books on the subject and we have rented again a video from the library that was informative. With Hannah and Jacob being avid readers and Abby being an auditory (and often visual) learner, it is important to cover all the bases when teaching this subject!
Hannah felt that "Across Five Aprils" started out slow and the first two chapters did not seem to be sparking any interest. However, by the middle of the book things were off and running and we were all sad to come to the end of the book. I think our study of the Civil War will be more meaningful now that we have "met" the Creighton family and read through their experience of the war.
This is our last week of school, with testing coming on Friday. We pick up again in earnest in late July/early August, with various projects throughout the summer months. We've had a great school year and we are looking forward to the summer break!
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Unless the Lord builds the house,
its builders labor in vain.
Unless the Lord watches over the city,
the watchmen stand guard in vain.
In vain you rise early and stay up late,
toiling for food to eat-
for he grants sleep to those he loves.
Sons are a heritage from the Lord,
children a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are the sons born in one's youth.
Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their enemies in the gate.