Monday, February 13, 2012

Count the Stars (Happy 6th Anniversary to Lake Baldwin Church!)


Dear friends,

Lake Baldwin ChurchYesterday (Sunday, February 12), we celebrated the 6th anniversary of Lake Baldwin Church.  In honor of the occasion, and to go with our current sermon series (Count the Stars) on the life of Abraham, our worship leader Josh Bales wrote and performed a new song.  I happened to have my iPod in my purse and whipped it out as quickly as I could to catch an impromptu video. Josh kindly gave permission for me to post it on this blog and Facebook, and even sent me the words for it.  Please pardon the lack of video/audio editing.  I uploaded it "as is" since I don't have sound on my desktop computer, and my laptop is in the shop.  

I also wish I had the time to write up a full blog post on the morning service at LBC, but my second grandson was born last night! (See here: Baby Isaac is Here!)  Coincidentally his name is Isaac, and God's promise to  Abraham (when he told him to count the stars) was for a son -- whom he named Isaac.  Abraham had to wait a really long time for Isaac, and waiting is hard!

I hope this song is a blessing to you if you're going through a difficult season of life.


Enjoy!


(If you are reading this via e-mail or Google Reader, you may need to visit the actual blog post to see the video.)






























Count the Stars
Josh Bales © 2012 Bryan Days Music (ASCAP)

When I lay me down to sleep at night
underneath a sacramental sky,
I count the stars- count them if I can,
then rest my dreams inside my Maker’s hands. Oh I count the stars.

I count the stars for they are signs to me-
pictures of a future I can’t see.
Like a mother with no child to hold,
every star’s a child I call my own. So I count the stars. 

On my darkest night a million beams of light ask me to believe
that your promise is like a starlit sky - bigger than my dreams.
So in my doubting dark I count the stars. 
I count the stars when hope is hard to find,
when there's no morning for my soul's dark night.
And when my longing heart feels weak and thin,
I lift my head and count the stars again. I count the stars.

I count the stars and believe that your promise is bigger than my dreams.

On my darkest night a million beams of light ask me to believe
that your promise is like a starlit sky - bigger than my dreams.
So in my doubting dark I count the stars.

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While I'm at it, I want to express how grateful I am for our three pastors at Lake Baldwin Church!  By God's grace, they dream big dreams and work to seem them happen!


Mike Tilley, our senior pastor, and his wife Molly
have been at LBC since the very start!
  
Soon Pak, youth and associate pastor, with baby Levi
(wife Erin not pictured)
Mike Aitcheson (our new church planting intern) with wife Lucy
If you live in the Orlando area, stop by for a visit!  The service starts at 10:45 on Sunday mornings.  You can find directions and other information at www.lakebaldwinchurch.com


To see the post from last year: 


Weekend Gratitude: Lake Baldwin Church 5th Anniversary Celebration


For other Josh Bales songs:



Blessings,
Virginia Knowles
www.VirginiaKnowles.blogspot.com

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Baby Isaac is Here!


Dear friends,

Good news!

My second grandson, Isaac, was born at 6:18 PM, weighing 6 pounds, 3 ounces. The birth was much smoother than his brother Jacob's, with labor under four hours.  

Look how alert he is!


Isaac

Grandma (that's me!) and Isaac



Big brother Jacob earlier today with his Uncle Ben
(my youngest son, who turns 9 tomorrow!)

Absolutely precious!
I am so thankful for my two grandsons,
and so proud of my daughter Mary and her husband Ryan.

Rejoice with me!

Virginia Knowles
aka Vida Savta (Beloved Grandmother), my Hebrew bris name


Sunday, February 5, 2012

Weekend Gratitude: The Bread & Wine of Jesus and Melchizedek





Dear friends,

Our little church, Lake Baldwin, celebrates communion on the first Sunday of each month.  There is much variety in how churches do this: in many liturgical churches (Catholic, Anglican, Lutheran, Orthodox, etc.) the Eucharist (meaning "good gift") is served each week, usually with each congregant walking to the altar to sip from the goblet and take the bread from the plate.  Luci Shaw, an Episcopalian writes: 
"At the altar for Eucharist, no matter our political leanings or past history, we meet in the presence of the one who draws us together as parts of one body -- those who have died, those with whom we live and work, and those yet to be born -- we're all part of the family -- the communion of saints.  Christ's body and blood become the food and drink of life and growth.  And in turn we become his fingers and his feet." (Breath for the Bones: Art, Imagination and Spirit, p. 145)
In most of the churches I have ever attended, platters are passed around the pews with pieces of matzoh (or other communion cracker) and small plastic cups of juice.  At Lake Baldwin, a PCA church, there are three lines at the front of the church, two with juice and one with wine.  We pull off a piece of bread from the loaf and dip it in the cup as the pastor or elder reminds us, "The body of Christ broken for you, the blood of Christ poured out for you."  The bread, the wine, the words: we see, smell, touch, taste, and hear these potent sensory reminders of the sacrifice of our Savior and the community of loving believers.  I am grateful for that this weekend.  Lake Baldwin has been a healing refuge for me, and the people there -- my brothers and sisters in Christ -- so kind.

I found it interesting this morning that this week's sermon from Genesis 14:17-24 was about Melchizedek offering Abram a feast of bread and wine and then blessing him in the name of God.  Who was Melchizedek?  He was the king of Salem.  Salem is a variant of the word shalom which is peace, and was probably in the vicinity of the city of Jerusalem. Besides being king of Salem, he was "a priest of the Most High God." His own name means "King of Righteousness."  So, in a sense, you could say he was a priest and king of righteousness and peace.  Does that sound like someone else in the Bible?  Yes, and not by accident! Melchizedek was a foreshadowing of the messiah Yeshua (whom most English speakers know as Jesus), our high priest and our king of righteousness (flowing from God's justice) and peace (flowing from God's mercy).  God's justice demanded penalty for sin and his mercy paid that same penalty for us.  Where?  At the cross of Christ!  In the New Testament, Hebrews 7 makes a clear connection between Melchizedek and Jesus.  It gets even more fascinating, especially if you know anything about the Jewish priesthood and sacrificial system! 

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1 This Melchizedek was king of Salem and priest of God Most High. He met Abraham returning from the defeat of the kings and blessed him2 and Abraham gave him a tenth of everything. First, his name means “king of righteousness”; then also, “king of Salem” means “king of peace.” 3 Without father or mother, without genealogy, without beginning of days or end of life, like the Son of God he remains a priest forever. 

 ~~~ and ~~~ 

15 And what we have said is even more clear if another priest like Melchizedek appears16 one who has become a priest not on the basis of a regulation as to his ancestry but on the basis of the power of an indestructible life. 17 For it is declared: “You are a priest forever, in the order of Melchizedek.”  18 The former regulation is set aside because it was weak and useless 19 (for the law made nothing perfect), and a better hope is introduced, by which we draw near to God.  20 And it was not without an oath! Others became priests without any oath, 21 but he became a priest with an oath when God said to him: “The Lord has sworn and will not change his mind: ‘You are a priest forever.’”  22 Because of this oath, Jesus has become the guarantee of a better covenant.   23 Now there have been many of those priests, since death prevented them from continuing in office; 24but because Jesus lives forever, he has a permanent priesthood25 Therefore he is able to save completely those who come to God through him, because he always lives to intercede for them.  26 Such a high priest meets our need—one who is holy, blameless, pure, set apart from sinners, exalted above the heavens. 27 Unlike the other high priests, he does not need to offer sacrifices day after day, first for his own sins, and then for the sins of the people. He sacrificed for their sins once for all when he offered himself. 

I have always loved the entire book of Hebrews for how it lays out the story of Jesus as not only our high priest, but also as the sacrifice lamb.

As I wrote in my Advent poem "The Paradox" many years ago,

Come, see where He lays,
Good Shepherd and Little Lamb
King of Kings and Servant of All
Prophet and Prophecy Fulfilled
Physician and Wounded One
High Priest and Atoning Sacrifice
Counselor and Rejected One
Builder and Foundation Stone
Righteous Judge and Condemned Prisoner
Ancient of Days and Newly-born Babe
God and Man

Our pastor Mike Tilley drew a contrast between Melchizedek, king of Salem, and an unnamed king of Sodom who tried to bargain with Abram over the bounty of a recent battle.  Abram refused this other king, saying, “I have raised my hand to the LORD, God Most High, Creator of heaven and earth, and have taken an oath that I will accept nothing belonging to you, not even a thread or the thong of a sandal, so that you will never be able to say, ‘I made Abram rich.’"  He knew that when you take "stuff" you give away power over your own life. Mike asked us to think about what we want to shape our life stories: the blessing of God or the bargaining power of what this world has to offer.  If we want true righteousness and peace, we must recenter our lives around Jesus and not things.
"This righteousness from God comes through faith in Jesus Christ to all who believe. ... Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God... Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.  Since we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from God’s wrath through him! For if, when we were God’s enemies, we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life! Not only is this so, but we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation... How much more will those who receive God’s abundant provision of grace and of the gift of righteousness reign in life through the one man, Jesus Christ." Romans 3:22a; 5:1-2, 7-11, 17b
Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ... And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless until the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ—to the glory and praise of God.... And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Philippians 1:2, 9-11; 4:7

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I guess that's been quite the mix of Old Testament and New Testament theology today!  When I get going with the Bible, one thing just leads to another...

And it started with a picture.  The communion cup photograph at the top of this post will be my entry this coming Friday for the P52 photo project.  The theme this week is "Drink It Up!" and I seriously couldn't think of anything more fitting than Communion!  In case you are wondering, the bread is under the red cloth on the plate.  I would have liked to have taken a good photo of that, but it was covered up until communion time and I couldn't get a clear picture then without interfering.  I took the cup photo when they released the children to go to Sunday School.  My previous P52 entries, some on this blog and some at www.ComeWearyMoms.blogspot.com: 

Besides P52, this blog post will also be linked to Ann Kroeker's meme, Food on Fridays.


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In addition, it is part of my own meme, 
For righteousness and peace,
Virginia Knowles

Friday, February 3, 2012

"Shimmer and Shadow" (A Poem, P52 Photos, More)


"Shimmer and Shadow at the Blessingway"
Shimmer and Shadow

I.

Epiphany dawns to blaze of day
Fiery sun and cooling shade
Then sunset glow
Seeping dusk
Star sparkle, honey gold of moon
Obscuring haze of deepening dark
Dark deep
Wait
Rest
Heal
Epiphany dawns
Hope rises on the horizon


II.

My life is shimmer and shadow
Shadow and shimmer
A chiaroscuro portrait, clear and dark
The Artist draws and draws
Draws me into scenes of day and night
Draws me to himself in glimmerings and glimpses
There is still life
I am still here
I am here and so is He
In shimmer and shadow


~*~*~


"Even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you." Psalm 139:12

"Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you. See, darkness covers the earth and thick darkness is over the peoples, but the Lord rises upon you and his glory appears over you." Isaiah 60:2

"I rise before dawn and cry for help; I have put my hope in your word.   My eyes stay open through the watches of the night, that I may meditate on your promises." Psalm 119:148

"He who made the Pleiades and Orion, who turns blackness into dawn and darkens day into night… the Lord is his name." Amos 5:8
"Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars." Psalm 148:3

"My heart is steadfast, O God' I will sing and make music with all my soul.  Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn." Psalm 108:1-2

"On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night.  Because you are my help,  I sing in the shadow of your wings." Psalm 63:7

"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me." Psalm 23:4

"… because of the tender mercy of our God, by which the rising sun will come to us from heaven to shine on those living in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the path of peace." Luke 1:78-79

"But for you who revere my name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings." Malachi 4:2a


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I wrote most of "Shimmer and Shadow" in my head while lying in bed in the wee hours of this morning, then tiptoeing out into the still chill dark, awaiting the sunrise in my SHINE nightshirt.  






It is 6:36 AM now, and dawn has not yet come, but I know it will.  I am still waiting.

Over the past several months, I have been reading from Luci Shaw's Breath for the Bones - Art, Imagination and Spirit: Reflections on Creativity and Faith. (See also here: Is My Head in the Clouds? and Ivory and Gray and Books I'm Reading in 2012) Luci is a poet and her book helps me write.  (I even borrowed the words chiaroscuro and epiphany from her.) Of course I was amused yesterday to open to the next chapter: "Understanding the Shadow Side of Creativity."  She writes what I know by experience: that God sometimes seems hidden, life dark.  She knows this too, and continued to write from the shadows after the death of her husband Harold, a Christian book publisher. Christian contemplatives of centuries past have written of "the dark night of the soul" and "the Cloud of Unknowing" and "the winter of the heart."  This is so. 
 "And we are supposed to trust our lives to this enigma? … We yearn for union with God, for the sense of safety and belonging.  What we often experience instead is frustration and aloneness."  p. 151 
"Often, however, art is veiled -- couched in clues and symbols, a shadow that touches reality, that gives us a glimpse of the indescribable, that invites us farther up and farther in.  It will not always show all of itself or the whole truth at one viewing, nor will it preach a four-point sermon.  But if we are willing to gift it our full attention, art will being to open our inner eyes." p. 154  
"But truth isn't always pleasant.  Christians who practice art must not always feel bound to produce sweetness and light.  We have to recognize the darkness and shadow as well as the light, and realize that God is not dark and evil, but he embodies mystery.  Sometimes God withdraws and leaves us in the dark -- and we can learn to view it as an instructive and salutary phase of life.  It's not pleasant, but we discover things in the dark that we couldn't find in the light." p. 161

In the back of Breath for the Bones is a suggested reading list.  I find on it The Weather of the Heart, a poetry book by Madeleine L'Engle, the beloved author of the novel A Wrinkle in Time.  By happy happenstance it already is on my shelf, a serendipitous find that I wasn't seeking.  (While Christmas shopping for my children, I bought it for my sister, a lifelong L'engle fan, and I haven't yet sent it for her birthday this month.  It has been waiting.)  I look on the dedication page: "To Harold and Luci."  Published by Shaw.  The first poem, page one:

"Within This Strang
e and Quickened Dust" 



O God, within this strange and quickened dust
The beating heart controls the coursing blood
In discipline that holds in check the flood
But cannot stem corrosion and dark rust.
In flesh's solitude I count it blest
That only you, my Lord, can see my heart
With passion's darkness tearing it apart
With storms of self, and tempests of unrest.
But your love breaks through blackness, bursts with light;
We separate ourselves, but you rebind
In Dayspring all our fragments: body, mind,
And spirit join, unite against the night.
Healed by your love, corruption and decay
Are turned, and whole, we greet the light of day.

~*~*~

It is 6:56 now, dawn here, sun rising, mourning doves cooing.  "We greet the light of day."


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"Shadows" is the theme of this week's P52 photo project, so I have been photographing them for the past several days.  Looking makes you aware.

My first tries, from Mary's Blessingway (baby shower) celebration (see Weekend Gratitude: Blessingway for Mary).  I love the shimmer and the shadow of light through the prism of the punch bowl reflecting on the lace table cloth.






The rest from nature.  Again, Luci Shaw: 
"While creativity sometimes begins with seemingly random moments, it also sometimes begins with moments of epiphany. For me, this has a lot to do with being in touch with the creative world, where sometimes, I am almost literally lifted out of myself… There is something about green and growing things that absolutely clutches at me; nature becomes like a second Bible."
Pink Sunrise
Pink Sunrise Clouds and Silhouette of Trees
Daytime Clouds: Shimmer and Shadow

Sunset with Clouds and Palms 

These tree photos were taken at the east end of the soccer field at Metro Life Church, where our home school co-op meets.   We had taken the 1st-3rd grade science class out for recess. I immediately e-mailed the photos from my iPod camera to my laptop and showed them to my 7th-8th grade English class during the next period.  I encouraged them to be aware of their surroundings and let God's creation be an inspiration for their writing.



Up and Up

Leaning against the trunk
looking straight up at the fanning branches, sun glow

The light shimmering through the needles
makes me think of a fiber optic Christmas tree




Spanish moss 


Bare branches except at the tippy top tuft

Branches Cast Shadows on the Trunk


Red leaves


Same Tree Close Up, Hollow Trunk
Roots (Looking Down Instead of Up)

Down Again:
Even Blades of Grass Cast Shadows
Shadows on drain pipe
At home again

Cracked Stepping Stone in the Side Yard


Melody with Long Shadow


Shadow Play

Grace in the shadows, my friends
Virginia Knowles
www.VirginiaKnowles.blogspot.com


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