Sunday, December 2, 2007
27 November, 2007
Jane Austen - Then and Today
Jane Austen Then
Miss Jane Austen was born December 16, 1775 in England to a clergyman, Rev. George Austen, and his wife, Cassandra Leigh. A revolutionary authoress, Jane Austen, wrote a series of comic/novels that sparked a change in her own world and impacting us even today, a hundred years later. The seventh of eight children, she was impetuous and full of life. When she was 12 she started writing short juvenilia. At 21, she commenced writing that endearing story, Sense and Sensibility, of three sisters: Elinor, Marianne and Margaret Dashwood. (Austen Leigh,pp. 10) (Pemberly, Her Childhood)
The stories continued to flow from her very being. Her novels became composites of her own life and dreams. For instance, her alleged romance with a Tom LeFroy inspired her various heroes and cads: the proud Mr. Darcy, the wily George Wickham, the charming cad Willoughby and the reserved Col Brandon. Her brief affair with Tom LeFroy was a speculated one, for no one knows to the extent she took the romance. Tom LeFroy wanted to marry her, but his family didn't approve, because she
was a poor young lady. So, he soon stepped out of her life, and went on to be Lord Chief Justice of Ireland.(Smith,paragraph 9)
Austen's mother (while she herself married for love) inspired the character of Mrs. Bennett in Pride and Prejudice as she strongly desired that Jane and her sister, Cassandra, marry wealthy men. (Pemberley)
A true romantic, the core of Jane's stories always carried the theme of her characters having trouble and tribulation, and having an unpredictable ending! (Pemberley)
She wrote stories that pictured the central female character who was independent-minded and witty, yet who still needed her man. Her writings reflected her own ideal woman. (Pemberly)
The culture of the time she lived in, is expressed in the following paragraph:
Edith Lank says, “Remember that it was a fairly small and constricted world Jane Austen lived in: England's population was less, and further limited by the fact that she's writing about only one class, the lower gentry. Transportation was also limited, and the people she writes about go to the same places for the most part,
and the men attend the same university. It's likely that people ran into acquaintances of acquaintances all the time. (Lank)
She is known to be one of the many publicly well known woman who didn't use a male pseudonym.(Kaplan) Before h er time, female authors wrote with male pen names to avoid notoriety and persecution.
For example, the Bronte Sisters went by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell. The
pseudonyms of the Bronte sisters were not known until after the deaths of her
two older sisters, when Charlotte made it known it was her sisters who wrote the books. Louisa May Alcott wrote some of her thrillers under a male pen name. (Andrew J.)
There is Mary Ann Evans who wrote her vastly popular books under a masculine penname of George Eliot. (Amrevus)
“Emily Bronte (1818-1848) used a male pseudonym Ellis Bell for her first publication- a work of poetry authored jointly with her sisters Charlotte and Anne. Her sisters used the pseudonyms "Currer Bell" and "Acton Bell" for that occasion. Her novel Wuthering Heights appeared in 1847 and her sisters' first novels, Charlotte's Jane Eyre and Anne's Agnes Grey, were published in the same year. Emily Bronte died, at the age of 30, in 1848.” (Brock)
Secondarily, she is noted for her lively, witty romantic themes that were on the brink of the Romantic Era on the waining heals of the Enlightenment. (Julie, Enlightenment) Her stories departed from the Gothic romantic style of writing.
M.H. Abrams says, "The Gothic novel, or "Gothic romance" . . . flourished through the early nineteenth century. Authors of such novels set their stories in the medieval period, often in a gloomy castle replete with dungeons, subterranean passages, and sliding panels, and made plentiful use of ghosts, mysterious disappearances, and other sensational and supernatural occurrences; their principal aim was to evoke chilling terror by exploiting mystery, cruelty, and a variety of horrors. The term"gothic" has also been extended to denote a
type of fiction which lacks the medieval setting but develops a brooding atmosphere of gloom or terror, represents events which are uncanny, or macabre, or melodramatically violent, and often deals with aberrant psychological states. (adapted from A Glossary of Literary Terms)(Abrams)
Authors like Charlotte Bronte, the author of Jane Eyre, were Gothic writers. Dark and foreboding, they spoke of the ghosts, romance, and many sinister things.
Miss Austen was considered a radical for writing things that were not publicly expressed or were considered a disgrace to talk about openly. Such things affairs, intrigues, seductions, and other scandalous topics that were not proper for a lady to discuss.
“Austen’s talents, uniquely suited to her subject, her realm and sense of comedic in human nature reveals her techneques. Judged as superb in delineation of character, control the point of view, and ironic tone. Although she chose as her subject the people she knew best, she illuminated in their characters the follies and failings of men and women of all times and classes.”(Bomarito)
Her stories, written with satire, light humor, and wit, spoke of a woman being content with who she was yet was fully aware she desired a man to provide her with comfort and companionship.
Jane Austen saw four out of her six books published before she died July 18th, 1817 at 41 years of age. Some speculate that she died of a broken heart. Others suggest that it was Addison’s Disease or breast cancer. Her nephew, James Edward Austen Leigh, attended the funeral in the place of his father who was ill. He later wrote of his Aunt Jane's life, from the recollections from his Aunt Cassandra. (Pemberly)
Because Jane Austen departed from the accepted norm for women and all writers in her day, others have had courage to follow in her footsteps. She set the cornerstone for many female writers to write using their own name and their own style. Oddly enough, some men who write nowadays use a female alias. Though women still write with using a pen name, it is more likely because they like the sound of the name better than their own. (Amrevis)
We have Jane Austen to thank for bringing us out of the dark, sinister Gothic
(De Vore) writing style to a more witty, fun even sassy style that is still relished by readers to this day. Her easy writing style seems to pull you into the pages of the story to live in Jane's world.
And last but not least, Jane became a forerunner for all women authors. Her example gave women courage to take their place in a traditionally man's world with both humility and success.(Amrevis)
People today, women mostly, adore Austen's works. Not only do they speak to the romantic heart of their lives, they also desire to have a Mr. Darcy, a Mr. Knightley, Mr. Bertram, etc. These strong men, were always the subject of the conversations that were held with all Austen fans. We search for men like that nowadays! Her influence in our lives has caused us to set a higher standard within ourselves, and in the people with whom we come in contact.
Abrams, M.H. "Gothic, Novel and Romance: Brief Definitions
Andrew J. "Tomorrow" " 184.108.40.206) on January 24, 2005
Amrevus "The Rise of Female Authors" September 21, 2007
Austen Leigh, J. E. Memoir of Jane Austen, and other Recollections
Oxford New York, Oxford University Press, 2002
"Austen, Jane (1775 - 1817): Introduction." Gothic Literature. Ed. Jessica Bomarito. Gale Group, Inc., 2006. eNotes.com. 2006. 25 Nov, 2007 http://www.enotes.com/gothic-literature/austen-jane
De Vore, David “The Gothic Novel”
Julie and Marie “Enlightenment and the Romantic Period” 1999
Lank, Edith "Coincidences"
Ray, Joan Klingel “The Truth About Jane and Tom LeFroy”
Reviewed by Deborah Kaplan
Saturday, December 1, 2007
I need to have some information or experiences on homebirth vs. hospital birth. And I need it within the next 8 days. I have a persuasive paper to write, before the school quarter ends, on December 13th. Any or all information would be useful! Please help! Even if it is a second hand information on homebirth and hospital birth.
Thankyou and God bless you!
Laura H. aka Perennial Pioneer
Sunday, November 25, 2007
I have a project that I am doing with my sisters. We are collecting a whole bunch of holiday favorite recipes. I am asking if you would be willing to share some of your family tradition favorite recipes. I am compiling them, to give away as gifts to family members, and friends. If you have any to share, please email them to me or put in the comment section. 1 or more is great. I would really like to see what you all like for the Holidays!
Cookies, cakes, bars, balls, main dishes, snacks, breakfast,etc. Please share anything that is your family favorites for the holidays.
Please put them in the comment section of the posting, or email them to me!
Friday, November 23, 2007
This is the most comedic, musical disney movie, that was ever created. It is must see for the whole family! I think you would all like it! Not your typical Disney animated/real life motion picture. In theaters now!
Monday, November 5, 2007
Have a great day, and I hope that you will enjoy this book. Let me know what you think!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
I will come straight to the point. I need an artist, someone who can draw, or do some painting, or computer designing very well! Do you(or know someone who could) do it?
The reason I am asking this, is I am wanting to put a cover on the front of my book I am wanting to publish, and I need attractive, but beautifully done art.
The story is about a young girl coming from Spain to live with her grandparents in early Plymouth. The girl is Spanish, and she is the granddaughter of Captain Miles Standish!
If you can help, please email me. I will give you more details, and perhaps draw you an outline of what I was thinking for the cover! I will even pay you for the drawing painting or computer image, if it is nessisary!
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
I am needing a co author, or an editor, for a historical fiction book I have been writing. I am in my first draft, and need either a Co author, or editor.
If you wish to help out, I would be most grateful. I will post a sampling of the story, on Cara Ashley, for your consideration!
Thankyou, and God bless!
Only serious writers please!
Friday, September 14, 2007
However, her family is beyond devastated. She home-schooled the children up until about a month ago. I still have e-mails in my inbox from her from just a short time ago. I'm still not able to fully grasp that I will not see her again on this earth.
They had moved away a few years ago, but she requested to be buried here at "home". The next few days will be extremely difficult and emotional. I don't know if I can bear to look into the faces of her little children. I'm afraid I will fall apart right there in front of them. Please pray for all of us who loved her. Thanks so much.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Please look into this!
Here is my brother's blog, where he has been promoting Huckabee, and other candidates!
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
I will write you about my first days, after the last Day of September! I need this break, for I am getting emotional about school, and household things! So, taking a break is going to be good for me! Please pray for me, as I continue to work and prepare for school! I am scared!
Have a great week, and a month of September! I will post once in a great while, maybe a quicky on Hines Family Homestead, about Gabriel and such, but that is about it! And I look forward to reading your articles and such!
If any of you have questions about joining Mayden Fair, contact me or any number of the maydens writing, and they will tell me. I will send an invite, and leave it up to you! We would love to have you! Email me at: email@example.com
In Christ Alone!
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Anyway, here it is! The blue regency style dress! It is not exactly the pattern from Sence and Sensibility, but it worked for me, in a short time I had to sew it. Sarah got engaged on January 19th, and was married on the 21st. Three days!
Have a great day!
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
I got blagged! By Ashley @ godslightuponme.blogspot.com has blagged me with which is an 8 Things About Me meme.
Well, Here it goes!
1. Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and today, and for ever. Hebrews 13:8
2. I like to write!
3. Trying to serve my family, while being a stay at home daughter!
4. I am going to college this Fall, a community college.
5. I love to sew!
6. I have 8 siblings and one nephew!
7. I have a hard time keeping my room clean!:):(
8. But I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me!
Ok, your turn! Here are the rules:Each player starts with eight random facts or habits about his or her self.These blagged chosen ones are to write posts on their own blog about these eight facts.They are also to post these rules.At the end of their blog they will list eight people they have chosen to blag by listing their name and a link to their blog.Post a message on their blog to let them know they have been blagged on!I Blag everyone, for I don't have eight people to send it too!
Monday, August 20, 2007
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Completely by Ana Laura
This song was in the Movie, Facing the Giants! The woman in the movie had been wanting to be pregnant for along time, but never had the chance too. She feels sick to her stomack, and thinks she has eaten something bad. She goes to the doctor, wishing she was pregnant. She and her husband were trying for four years. And, after the nurse gave her the sad news, she was not pregnant, she felt disappointment. But she says, I will still love you, Lord!
The nurse finds out she had the wrong chart, and rushes out to tell her. Yes, you guessed it, she was pregnant! Hallelujah! I cry everytime I see this part of the Movie. A must for the entire family!
Monday, August 6, 2007
I asked God to take away my pride.>
God said “No”. It is not for me to take away,>
but for you to give up.>>
I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
>God said, “No”. Her spirit is whole;
>her body is only temporary.>
>I asked God to grant me patience.
>He said, “No”. Patience is a by product of tribulations;
>it isn’t granted - it is earned.>
>I asked God to give me happiness.>
He replied, “No”. I give blessings;
>happiness is up to you.>
>I asked Him to spare me pain.
>He said, “No”. Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares
>and brings you closer to Me.>
>I asked Him to make my spirit grow.
>God said, “No”. You must grow on your own,
>but I will prune you to make you fruitful.>
>I asked for all things that I might enjoy life.
>He replied, “No”. I will give you life>that you may enjoy all things.>
>I asked Him to help me love others as much as He loves me.
>God said, “Ahhhh, my child, finally you have asked aright.
It’s Not Always Easy>
>It’s not always easy to smile and be nice>
When we are called to sacrifice.>>
It’s not always easy to put others first
>Especially when tired and feeling our worst.>
>It’s not always easy to do the Father’s will;
>It wasn’t so easy to climb Calvary’s hill.>
>But we as His children should learn to obey>
Not seeking our own but seeking His way.>
>It’s not always easy to fight the good fight
>But it is always good and it is always right.>>-
Glenda Fulton Davis>>>>>>
Lord, grant me the gift>
of a bright, happy spirit>
that joyfully faces each day –
>A spirit that’s loving>
and gently shines through>
in actions and each word I say.>~
I’m queen of a beautiful kingdom,>
God gave it to me for my own,>
My castle’s a rambling old farm house>
A low rocking chair is my throne.>
My subjects are dear little children>
Who willingly come at my call,>
The king is the husband and father>
Who furnishes bread for us all.>
Sometimes when I mend little stockings>
Or hear a short prayer at my knee>
I marvel that God in His wisdom>
Presented this kingdom to me.>
I often feel weak and unworthy>
To guild little feet that may roam,>
To keep them all safe and contented>
In our beautiful kingdom called “Home.”>
Be like a watch! Have an open face, busy hands,
>full of good works, pure gold and well regulated.
God is for us – that is good.>
God is with us – that is better.>
God is in us – that is best.
To the preacher, life’s a sermon,>
To the joker, life’s a jest,>
To the miser, life is money,>
To the loafer, life is rest.>>
To the soldier life’s a battle,>
To the teacher, life’s a school,>
Life’s a great thing to the thinker,>
But it’s folly to the fool.>>
Life is just one long vacation,>
To the man who loves his work>
But it’s constant dodging duty>
to the everlasting shirk.>>
To the faithful earnest worker>
Life’s a story ever new>
Life is what you make it>
What is life to you.>
Not saved are we by tying, from self can come no aid.>
‘Tis on the blood relying, once for our ransom paid.>
‘Tis looking unto Jesus, the holy one and just,>
‘Tis His blood that saves me, it is not try but trust.>>>>>~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~.~*~>>>
“ Oh, the joy of Trusting Jesus, trusting where we cannot trace; Leaning >
hard upon his promise, proving His sufficient Grace.>
>Katie V. Hall
“Today isn’t won by old victories, nor lost by old defeats.”
Some live as if life would never end>
and the next would never start.>
"For God so loVed the world,>
Believeth In Him>
Should Not perish,>
But have Everlasting life.">John 3:16
Worth of TIME
To realize the value of a sister
Ask someone who doesn't have one.
To realize the value of eighteen years:Ask a parent of a happy young adult.
To realize the value of four years:Ask a graduate.
To realize the value of one year:Ask a student who has failed a final exam.
To realize the value of nine months:Ask a mother who gave birth to a >stillborn.
To realize the value of one month:Ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.
To realize the value of one week:Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
To >realize the value of one minute:Ask a person who has missed the train, bus or plane.
To realize the value of one-second:Ask a person who has survived an accident.
To realize the value of a friend or family member:LOSE ONE.
Time waits for no one.>Treasure every moment you have.
You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special.
THROUGH THE STORMS
I did not know His love before, the way I know it now.I could not see my
need for Him, my pride would not allow.
I had it all, without a care, the "Self-sufficient" lie.My path was smooth,
my sea was still, not a cloud was in my sky.
I thought I knew His love for me, I thought I'd seen His grace,I thought I
did not need to grow, I thought I'd found my place.
But then the way grew rough and dark, the storm clouds quickly rolled;The
waves began to rock my ship, my anchor would not hold.
The ship that I had built myself was made of foolish pride.It fell apart
and left me bare, with nowhere else to hide.
I had no strength or faith to face the trials that lay ahead,And so I
simply prayed to Him and bowed my weary head.
His loving arms enveloped me, and then He helped me stand.He said, "You
still must face this storm, but I will hold your hand."
So through the dark and lonely night He guided me through pain.I could not
see the light of day or when the storm might wane.
Yet through the aches and endless tears, my faith began to grow.I could not
see it at the time, but my light began to glow.
I saw the Father’s love in brand new light, His grace and mercy, too.For
only when all self was gone could Jesus’ love shine through.
It was not easy in the storm, I sometimes wondered, "Why?"At times I
thought, "I can't go on." I'd hurt, and doubt, and cry.
But Jesus never left my side, He guided me each day.Through pain and
strife, through fire and flood, He helped me all the way.
And now I see as never before how great His love can be.How in my weakness
He is strong, how Jesus cares for me!
He worked it all out for my good, although the way was rough.He only sent
what I could bear, and then He cried, "Enough!"
He raised His hand and said, "Be still!" He made the storm clouds cease.He
opened up the gates of joy and flooded me with peace.
I saw His face now clearer still, I felt His presence strong,I found anew
His faithfulness, He never did me wrong.
Now I know more storms will come, but only for my good,For pain and tears
have helped me grow as naught else ever could.
I still have so much more to learn as Jesus works in me;If in the storm
I'll love Him more, that's where I want to be!
The Pathway of Pain
If my days were untroubled and my heart always light,
would I seek that fair land where there is no night?
If I never grew weary with the weight of my load,
would I search for the Lord’s peace at the end of the road?
>If I never knew sickness and never felt pain,
would I search for a hand to help and sustain?
If I walked without sorrow and lived without loss,
would my soul seek solace at the foot of the Cross?
If all I desired was mine day by day,
would I kneel before Father and earnestly pray?
If God sent no winter to freeze me with fear,
would I yearn for the warmth of spring every year?
I ask myself these questions, and the answer is plain,
If my life were pleasure, and I never knew pain--
I'd seek Adonai less often, and need Him much less,
For God is sought more often in times of distress.
And no one knows Yahweh or sees Him as plain
As those who have met Him on the pathway of pain.
~ Author Unknown ~
The Shepherd and the Lamb
The Shepherd loved His little lamb, And gave it His tender care...
And as He sat by His grazing flock Who so meekly His voice obeyed, He
pondered sadly His little lamb As again and again it strayed.
The little lamb had a loving heart, And adored His Shepherd, true, But
would turn aside and seek his own way As lambs will so often do.
With His gentle voice the Shepherd called, To His loved and straying lamb,
"Come back, little one, for you are not safe Unless you are where I am."
But still the lamb would soon forget And unthinkingly wander away, And not
really noticing what he did, From the Shepherd's side would stray.
Until one day, the Shepherd kind Took His rod in His gentle hand, And what
He then did seemed so cruel That the lamb could not understand.
For with one sharp and well-aimed blow Down the rod so swiftly came That it
broke the leg of the little lamb And left it crippled, and lame.
Then the little lamb, with a cry of pain, Fell down upon his knees... And
looked up at his Shepherd, as though to say, "Won't you explain this,
Then he saw the love in the Shepherd's eyes As the tears ran down His face,
As He tenderly set the broken bone, And bound it back in it's place.
Now he was utterly helpless, He could not even stand! He must trust himself
completely To his Shepherd's loving hand.
Then day by day, 'till the lamb was healed From the flock he was kept
apart... And carried about in the Shepherd's arms, And cradled near to His
And the Shepherd would whisper gentle words Into his now listening ear...
Thus he heard sweet words of love That the other sheep could not hear.
He felt the warmth of the Shepherd's arms And the beat of His faithful
heart... Until it came a blessing to seem, By his weakness to be set apart.
Every need of the little lamb By his Shepherd so fully was met That through
his brokenness he learned What he never again would forget.
And as the broken bone was healed, And once more became whole and strong...
Wherever the Shepherd's path would lead, The lamb would follow along.
Thus at the Shepherd's side he walked So closely, day by day, For once a
lamb has a broken leg It will never again go astray.
For the cords of love had bound it so In its hour of weakness and need...
That it had no desire to wander away, When once again it was freed.
Could it be you are broken today, And you cannot understand The painful
blow of the Shepherd's rod Nor believe it came from His hand?
He only seeks, by this painful thing, For a time to call you apart... To
cradle you close in His loving arms, And draw you near to His heart.
So look up into your Shepherd's eyes, And earnestly seek His face... And
prove in the hour of your weakness and need The sufficiency of His grace.
For as you are borne in His loving arms, And carried there, day by day...
He will bind you so close with the cords of His love That never again will you stray!
The Eagle Story
Someone once told me a story about a wounded eagle who was rescued by a kindly farmer. He found the bird in one of his fields, and so took him home, tended to his wounds, and then placed him outside in the barnyard to recover.Strangely enough, the young eaglet soon adapted to the habits of all the barnyard chickens. He learned to walk and cluck like them. He learned to drink from a trough and peck the dirt for food, and for many years he peacefully resigned himself to this new life on the ground.But then one day, one of the farmer’s friends spotted the eagle and asked, "Why in the world is that bird acting like a chicken?" The farmer told him what had happened, yet the man could hardly accept the situation."It’s just not right," said the friend. "The Creator made that bird to soar in the heavens, not scavenge in the barnyard!" So he picked up the unsuspecting eagle, climbed onto a nearby fence post, and tossed him into the air. But the confused bird just fell back to earth and scurried off in search of his feathered friends.
THANK YOU FOR THE VALLEY
Thank you for the valley I walked through today.The darker the valley, the
more I learned to pray.
I found you where the lilies are, Blooming by the way, And I thank you for
the valley I walked through today.
Thank you for every hill I climbed.For every time the sun didn't shine.
Thank you for every lonely night.I prayed 'til I knew everything was all
Life can't be all sunshine. All the flowers would die.The rivers would be
deserts, all barren and dry.
Life can't be all blessings or, there'd be no need to pray.So I thank you
for the valley I walked through today.
Thank you for every hill I climbed.For every time the sun didn't shine.
Thank you for every lonely night.I prayed 'til I knew everything was all
Thank you for the valley I walked through today
IT'S IN THE VALLEYS I GROW
Sometimes life seems hard to bear, Full of sorrow, trouble and woe. It's then
I have to remember That it's in the valleys I grow.
If I always stayed on the mountain top And never experienced pain,I would
never appreciate the Father’s love And would be living in vain.
I have so much to learn And my growth is very slow,Sometimes I need the
mountain tops, But it's in the valleys I grow.
I do not always understand Why things happen as they do,But I am very sure
of one thing: The Lord will see me through.
My little valleys are nothing When I picture Jesus on the crossHe went
through the valley of death; His victory was Satan's loss.
Forgive me Lord, for complaining When I'm feeling so very low.Just give me
a gentle reminder That it's in the valleys I grow.
Continue to strengthen me, Father, And use my life each dayTo share your
love with others And help them find their way.
Thank you for valleys, Lord, For this one thing I knowThe mountain tops are
glorious But it's in the valleys I grow!
Author: Jane Eggleston
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Friday, August 3, 2007
I must make myself clear. The film is being released in the UK, on August 6th. They are not sure when they will be releasing it to the USA, but here is a banner from the official website!The film will be coming, but they are not sure when. I will keep you informed, when the release date for the Movie arrives!
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
I know it is the 19th, but I read the Psalm 18 and it particularly spoke to me! Hope it will encourage you!
Have a good day!
Psa 18:2 The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
Psa 18:3 I will call upon the LORD, who is worthy to be praised: so shall I be saved from mine enemies.
Psa 18:4 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the floods of ungodly men made me afraid.
Psa 18:5 The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me.
Psa 18:6 In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears.
Psa 18:7 Then the earth shook and trembled; the foundations also of the hills moved and were shaken, because he was wroth.
Psa 18:8 There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, and fire out of his mouth devoured: coals were kindled by it.
Psa 18:9 He bowed the heavens also, and came down: and darkness was under his feet.
Psa 18:10 And he rode upon a cherub, and did fly: yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind.
Psa 18:11 He made darkness his secret place; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.
Psa 18:12 At the brightness that was before him his thick clouds passed, hail stones and coals of fire.
Psa 18:13 The LORD also thundered in the heavens, and the Highest gave his voice; hail stones and coals of fire.
Psa 18:14 Yea, he sent out his arrows, and scattered them; and he shot out lightnings, and discomfited them.
Psa 18:15 Then the channels of waters were seen, and the foundations of the world were discovered at thy rebuke, O LORD, at the blast of the breath of thy nostrils.
Psa 18:16 He sent from above, he took me, he drew me out of many waters.
Psa 18:17 He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them which hated me: for they were too strong for me.
Psa 18:18 They prevented me in the day of my calamity: but the LORD was my stay.
Psa 18:19 He brought me forth also into a large place; he delivered me, because he delighted in me.
Psa 18:20 The LORD rewarded me according to my righteousness; according to the cleanness of my hands hath he recompensed me.
Psa 18:21 For I have kept the ways of the LORD, and have not wickedly departed from my God.
Psa 18:22 For all his judgments were before me, and I did not put away his statutes from me.
Psa 18:23 I was also upright before him, and I kept myself from mine iniquity.
Psa 18:24 Therefore hath the LORD recompensed me according to my righteousness, according to the cleanness of my hands in his eyesight.
Psa 18:25 With the merciful thou wilt shew thyself merciful; with an upright man thou wilt shew thyself upright;
Psa 18:26 With the pure thou wilt shew thyself pure; and with the froward thou wilt shew thyself froward.
Psa 18:27 For thou wilt save the afflicted people; but wilt bring down high looks.
Psa 18:28 For thou wilt light my candle: the LORD my God will enlighten my darkness.
Psa 18:29 For by thee I have run through a troop; and by my God have I leaped over a wall.
Psa 18:30 As for God, his way is perfect: the word of the LORD is tried: he is a buckler to all those that trust in him.
Psa 18:31 For who is God save the LORD? or who is a rock save our God?
Psa 18:32 It is God that girdeth me with strength, and maketh my way perfect.
Psa 18:33 He maketh my feet like hinds' feet, and setteth me upon my high places.
Psa 18:34 He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.
Psa 18:35 Thou hast also given me the shield of thy salvation: and thy right hand hath holden me up, and thy gentleness hath made me great.
Psa 18:36 Thou hast enlarged my steps under me, that my feet did not slip.
Psa 18:37 I have pursued mine enemies, and overtaken them: neither did I turn again till they were consumed.
Psa 18:38 I have wounded them that they were not able to rise: they are fallen under my feet.
Psa 18:39 For thou hast girded me with strength unto the battle: thou hast subdued under me those that rose up against me.
Psa 18:40 Thou hast also given me the necks of mine enemies; that I might destroy them that hate me.
Psa 18:41 They cried, but there was none to save them: even unto the LORD, but he answered them not.
Psa 18:42 Then did I beat them small as the dust before the wind: I did cast them out as the dirt in the streets.
Psa 18:43 Thou hast delivered me from the strivings of the people; and thou hast made me the head of the heathen: a people whom I have not known shall serve me.
Psa 18:44 As soon as they hear of me, they shall obey me: the strangers shall submit themselves unto me.
Psa 18:45 The strangers shall fade away, and be afraid out of their close places.
Psa 18:46 The LORD liveth; and blessed be my rock; and let the God of my salvation be exalted.
Psa 18:47 It is God that avengeth me, and subdueth the people under me.
Psa 18:48 He delivereth me from mine enemies: yea, thou liftest me up above those that rise up against me: thou hast delivered me from the violent man.
Psa 18:49 Therefore will I give thanks unto thee, O LORD, among the heathen, and sing praises unto thy name.
Psa 18:50 Great deliverance giveth he to his king; and sheweth mercy to his anointed, to David, and to his seed for evermore.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Monday, July 9, 2007
To see pictures of this precious bundle of joy that has entered our lives, look on Hines Family Homestead, under Gabriel John Saffer. He is handsome, if I do say so myself!
I look forward to spending time with my nephew, when I go to visit them. May you grow up to be as strong and as wise as your grandfathers, uncles, great uncles, and father. And may you learn the true joy of knowing the Heavenly Father, and His forgiveness of Sins. I love you, Gabriel John.
Laura Perennial Pioneer
Friday, July 6, 2007
Monday, July 2, 2007
I am free from failure for "I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me." Phil.4:13
~ My Heavenly Father Wrote This ~ Just for Me and You
“I believe God can and does speak to His children today. As I've faced several big decisions and confusing situations lately, I've been seeking His guidance as I only desire to do His will. Several times during prayer I have heard what can only be described as a 'still, small voice'—but I'm not sure how much weight to give these 'messages.' How can I know that it is truly God speaking to me, and not just my own desires (or fears), or a deception of Satan? I'd like to hear about your own experiences along these lines, as well as any Scriptures that apply. Thanks!"—Seeking the truth
Here is my answer!
Seeking the truth,
I have struggled with this very same issue. I have often been praying, or just going about my day, and hear this little voice inside me saying do this or don’t do this. I get puzzled as to where or what it came from. I asked my Dad about it, and he said, “ If you are not sure, then cross examine the voice, by checking the scriptures. If you are not sure of the decision, find out what God says about it, in the scriptures. The Berians examined the scriptures daily, to see if the things Paul said were so.” If the voice has asked you to do something, not in accordance with the will of God, and the person he has placed in authority over you, then it is a deceiving voice, and should not be listened to. It takes common sense, and wisdom, to identify the voice. And if it is valid, act on it. Even if it is not, you can learn from the mistake you make. God puts these lessons here for us to grow, and to Him, there are no mistakes, just opportunities to learn! And you don’t fail Him, just sometimes we slip, because we are human! Surprising! The only time we fail, is if we deny His salvation! Do not let the cares and wiles of the world, bog you down, so that you are confused with the voice. Don’t let books, TV, friends and family distract you from hearing that still small voice! When you hear the voice, you will know!
Laura Hines, Sequim, Washington
What is your opinion?
Sunday, June 24, 2007
To serve the liege lord in valour and faith
To protect the weak and defenceless
To give succour to widows and orphans
To refrain from the wanton giving of offence
To live by honour and for glory
To despise pecuniary reward
To fight for the welfare of all
To obey those placed in authority
To guard the honour of fellow knights
To eschew unfairness, meanness and deceit
To keep faith
At all times to speak the truth
To persevere to the end in any enterprise begun
To respect the honour of women
Never to refuse a challenge from an equal
Never to turn the back upon a foe
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
In the year King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord....,(Isaiah 6:1)
Our soul's personal history with God is often an account of the death of our heroes. Over and over again God has to remove our friends to put Himself in their place, and that is when we falter, fail, and become discouraged. Let me think about this personally- when the person died who presented for me all that God was, did I give up on everything in life? Or did I do as Isaiah did and see the Lord?
My vision of God is dependant upon the condition of my Character. My character determines whether or not the truth can be revealed to me. Before I can say, " I saw the Lord," there must be something in my character that conforms to the likeness of God. Until I am born again and really begin to see the Kingdom of God, I only see from the perspective of my own biases. What I need is God's surgical procedure- His use of external circumstances to bring about internal purification.
Your priorities must be God first, God second, and God third, until your life is continually face to face with God, and no one else is taken into account whatsoever. Your prayer should then be,
"In all the world there is no one but You, dear God; There is no one but You!"
Keep paying the price. Let God see that you are willing to live up to the vision.
I hope this will bless you as much as it has me. I love the wisdom of Oswald Chambers. He speaks the mind of God!
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
The Secret of the Lord!
By Oswald Chambers
The secret of the Lord is with those who fear Him!"Psalm 25:14
What is the sign of a Friend? Is it that he tells you his secret sorrows? No, it is that he tells you his secret joys. Many people will confide their secret sorrows to you, but the final mark of intimacy is when they share their secret joys with you. Have we ever let God tell us any of His joys?Or are we continually telling God our secrets, leaving Him no time to talk to us?At the beginning of our christian life we are full of requests to God. But then we find that God wants to get us into an intimate relationship with Himself- to get us in touch with His purposes. Are we so intimately united in Jesus Christ's idea of Prayer-" Your will be done"(Mat. 6:10)- that we catch the secrets of God? What makes God so dear to us is not so much HisBig blessings to us, but the tiny things, because they show HIs amazing intimacy with us- He knows every detail of each of our lives.
" Him shall He teach in the way He chooses"(Psalm25:12). At first, we want the awareness of being guided by God. But then as we grow spiritually, we live so fully aware of God that we do not even need to ask what His will is, because the thought of choosing another way will not occur to us. If we are saved and sanctified, God guides us by our everyday choices. And if we are about to choose what He does not want, He will give us a sense of doubt or restraint, which we must heed. Whenever there is doubt, stop at once. Never try to reason it out, saying, " I wonder why I shouldn't do this?" God instructs us in what we choose;that is He actually guides our common sense. And when we yield to His teachings and guidance, we no longer hinder His Spirit by continually asking, " Now, Lord, what is Your will?"
That is the entry of Oswald Chambers I have selected for the Month of June. I hope it will be a blessing to you, as much as it has been to me!
Monday, June 4, 2007
If the road were smooth, we would think, " Ah, this is a good road, I will stay on it. The other way looks too hard. I cannot go that way." I like the illustrations in Pilgrims Progress, about the Narrow way, and Broad way. The Hill Diffeculty, the Valley of the Shadow, and the Slough of Despond. And of course the Vanity Fair. This is the discription of the world, and what it's millions of devices are, that decieve us. We must look to the cross, and put our feet on the sure path of the Narrow way, and Jesus. And yes, those Giant Despairs, will crop up, and you, like David, in the bible, must conquer the giant.
So, I thank God for the bumpy roads, even though we are christians. I am thankful that He has made the road diffecult, so that we can look to him, always, and say, " Lord I cannot do without you!" That is where He wants us to be! Therefore let us be thankful!
This is what was laid on my heart, today, as I reflected on the Lord. Broad is the gate and crooked is the way that leadeth to distruction, and many there be that fall therein. But narrow is the gate, and straight is the way, that leadeth to life, and few there be that find it. I am one of those few. How about You?
Friday, June 1, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
It brought to mind, when God hears us complaining over our lot in life, our whining over something better, our aroma STINKS! I don't have the house I want, we don't have the income we want, we want a bigger and better car, all this sounds lik complaining to him, and He is saddened! He gave us the things we have, because He wishes to bless us. We are his children, and He loves us! As bad as you are, you know how to give good things to your children, how much more so, will the Heavenly father, give the holy spirit, to them that ask!
But when we reflect on the blessings that He has given to us, to be guardians of, and stewards, we must put on the robe of contentment, and thankfulness. Then the smell that wafts to heaven will be the Aroma of Contentment. This is the aroma of Christ, our Savoir. And when that aroma reaches the throne, He smiles!
Then, the extraordinary happens! We get blessed with more! It is a wonderful feeling, when you have been a good steward, and content in whatever state you are in! And having food shelter and clothing, therewith be ye content! Those are the words of God! Hallelujah, Amen!
So, we must conclude, that to be true followers of Christ, we must put on His aroma. And his aroma, is joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, selfcontrol, against such, there is no law. And here is another verse, 2Pe 1:5-7 And beside this, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue; and to virtue knowledge; And to knowledge temperance; and to temperance patience; and to patience godliness; And to godliness brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness charity. This is the aroma of Christ!
I must close, being content in whatever state I am in!
In Christ Alone!
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
God spoke to me last night, through my Dad, saying that instead of being content with the life I have now, I am so desperate, to get married and raise a family, that it has not yet come to pass. The Lord doesn't want you come to the point of desperation, that you forget, that He is waiting to give it to you, if you seek first His kingdom and His righteousness. The first priority is to seek first the Kingdom of God, and his righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you.
I was being so desperate, that I was looking at every single, single guy that I met, asking myself, " This could be the one. And I would be on my best behavior, just to impress them." I was told, that, to be yourself, and let the glory of God shine through you, is far more attractive, then trying to impress them with your intellect, and recent achievements. Being myself, means, talking alot, and being so nervous, that you would have to have someone else do the talking for you. My parents knew what an social butterfly I am, but when it comes to meeting new people, especially guys, I am very shy. I know there needs to be a balance between shy, and over outgoing. Being polite, and answering the questions they ask you. Trying not to flirt with them, and not to get their attention. It is really heard, especially when you really like the guy.:)
I know this sounds really funny, but this is what I have been struggling with, since, oh, since I was 16 years of age. And here I am, nearly 26 years old! Ten years of struggling, and I just needed to know, that as soon as I am content what state I am in, He will be willing to bless me with more. :) He gives good things to His children! Hallelujah!
It is simple, you say? Well, it is the hardest thing for me to do, putting my full faith and trust in the Lord. But I know, that if I don't, showers of blessings will be limited, according to my faith!
So, I make a choice today, whether to be desperate, or content? I choose...... being content! Hallelujah! I must learn in whatever state I am in, therein to be content! Amen!
That is what the Lord laid on my heart!
Friday, May 25, 2007
We are asking the Lord, to provide us with an Expedition, to fit our fast growing family. The bible says, if ye ask in faith, nothing doubting. and Ask and it will be given unto you. If we have faith as big as a mustard see. And He knows how to give gifts to his children.
Our lives are all about faith. We live this life on the faith, that the Lord will give us another breath to breath, a nice warm house to cover our heads, and comfortable clothes that we can wear. If we didn't have faith, we would think that luck was with us, and that we had good fortune. But there is always something deeper. Faith in something, or someone!
My hope is built on nothing less, then Jesus blood and righteousness, I dare not trust the sweetest frain, but wholly lean on Jesus Name. On Christ the Solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand, all other ground is sinking sand.
My faith has found a resting place, not in device or creed. I trust the everliving one, His words for me doth plead. I need no other arguement, I need no other plea, it is enough that Jesus died, and that He died for me.
So, on these things, we are asking in faith, that the Lord will provide us with a Ford Expedition, for our family, so that we can all travel places together.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Modest Clothes - My Armour Used by permission of the author! May, 2007
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
May 14th, I had to make a decision like that. Our little Kangaroo Rat, also known as a Gerbil, was ailing. She had an ulcer on the outside of her stomach. She had been suffering for nearly a month, and yesterday, I noticed a bulge. I picked her up, and showed her to my Mom. Mom concerred that something needed to be done. So, my brother being unwilling to do the deed, and my Mom, saying that I volenteered, told me how to do it. So, I took her out, and put her out of her misery! I tell you, it was the hardest thing that I could ever do! It was also my first time, and to see an animal, that I loved, suffering, as I put her out of her misery, was harder then I could bear. And the lamenting that came afterwards, was hard to bear too. I had a little brother dig a hole, to put her body in, and as we covered her, we told her to rest in peace. And I said, " We commit her body to the ground!"I was sobbing at this point, and shaking. Never had I done something like this. I knew that the Lord saw every Sparrow that fell, but I was still sad. She was after all, our pet. We had had two gerbils, and they were named, Samwise and Rosie, after two character hobbits in Lord of the Rings. Samwise had died a year before, of what we do not know, but I had to do the right thing for Rosie.
I know now what a parent has to go through, when an animal has to be put down, and buried! My Dad had done it to several of our pets, cats, gerbils, hamsters,etc. I didn't know the taxing realities of this situation, until faced with it myself. Now, I know I did the hardest thing of all!
I am now feeling better, knowing that she is not suffering anymore. God says, " A righteousman regardeth the life of his beast!" I regarded her life, and knew she would not make it very much longer, and I didn't want to see her suffer.
God bless you, and may you be spared the sorrow that I had to endure! But God told me it is for me to learn to grow, closer to Him! Hallelujah!
Sunday, May 13, 2007
To God be the Glory, To God Be the Glory, To God be the Glory, Great things he hath Done!
I love you mother, said little John,
Then forgetting his work, his cap went on,
And off he went to the garden swing,
Leaving his mother the wood to bring!
I love you mother, Said Little Nell,
I love you better then tongue can tell,
Then she teased and pouted most the day,
Til her mother was glad when she went to play!
I love you mother, said little Fan,
Today I’ll help you all I can,
How glad I am the school doesn’t keep;
So she rocked the baby till it fell sleep.
Then stepping softly, she fetched the broom,
And swept the floor and tidied the room,
Busy and happy all day was she,
Helpful and cheerful as a child could be!
I love you mother again they said,
three little children going to bed,
How do you think that mother guessed,
Which of those loved her best!
This is a very good day, so enjoy it and purpose to say something, to encourage your mother, today, and all the rest of your lives! She is the second in command in this home, and she has the experience, so let us give a tribute to our Mothers, and say, " Mother, I realize that you are the best Mom, in the world, and you have earned every word in that sweatshirt saying, " The hand that rocks the cradle, rules the world!" and " The World's best Mom!"