"Is He - Quite Safe?"

...all or nothing...

2011-09-28T07:56:00.000-07:00

Genesis 1 through 11. It's all there.

Literal.

Yes.

Young earth too.

If not, why any of the rest of it?

"When does God start telling the truth?' Ken Ham

Truly,
j
http://www.answersingenesis.org/
http://www.icr.org/

...need: Quiet.

2011-09-23T10:52:00.000-07:00

May not the inadequacy of much of our spiritual experience be traced back to our habit of skipping through the corridors of the Kingdom like children in the market place, chattering about everything, but pausing to learn the true value of nothing?

A W Tozer

...i (we?) need to sit still and quiet like a stone, listen, bake in His light & warmth. j

2011-08-15T12:50:00.000-07:00

"Those who deny God with the top of their minds, nevertheless, cannot avoid him from the bottom of their hearts." -Dr. Norman Geisler

...patches of Godlight...

2011-06-27T08:49:00.000-07:00

'We-or at least I- shall not be able to adore God on the highest occasions if we have learned no habit of doing so on the lowest. At best, our faith and reason will tell us that He is adorable, but we shall not have found him so, not have "tasted and seen." Any patch of sunlight in a wood will show you something about the sun which you could never get from reading books on astronomy. These pure and spontaneous pleasures are "patches of godlight" in the woods of experience.'

CS Lewis,

Letters to Malcolm: Chiefly on Prayer

i also have a pin-board on Pinterest...
http://pinterest.com/jyneneh/patches-of-godlight/
enjoy, j

...God-flows...

2011-06-24T07:32:00.000-07:00

Something of God flows into us from the blue of the sky, the taste of honey, the delicious embrace of water. ~ C.S. Lewis

::beauty::

2011-06-20T12:35:00.000-07:00

"We do not want merely to see beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words-to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it..." CS Lewis

...far too easily pleased?

2011-06-16T11:02:00.000-07:00

If there lurks in most modern minds the notion that to desire our own good and to eagerly hope for the enjoyment of it is a bad thing, I submit that this notion...is no part of the Christian faith. Indeed, if we consider the unblushing promises of reward and the staggering nature of the rewards promised in the gospels, it would seem that our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.

C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory

...reality...

2011-05-13T15:32:00.000-07:00

"Reality, in fact, is always something you couldn't have guessed. That's one of the reasons I believe Christianity. It's a religion you couldn't have guessed."

--The Case for Christianity
C.S. Lewis

...trouble

2011-04-14T11:31:00.000-07:00

When you get in trouble for righteousness, God doesn't send somebody,

He shows up Himself.

now is the time

2011-03-25T10:39:00.000-07:00

is He calling your name?
j

Come!
...Come, now is the time to worship
Come, now is the time to give your heart
Come, just as you are to worship
Come, just as you are before your God
Come...

One day ev'ry tongue will confess You are God
One day ev'ry knee will bow
Still the greatest treasure remains for those,
Who gladly choose You now...

Hear & See this here ...Doerksen & O'Connel

...intricacies...

2011-03-25T09:46:00.000-07:00

watch!

interesting.

not a hodgepodge...

j

...souls...

2011-03-25T08:36:00.000-07:00

Charles H Spurgeon said,

...If you're not concerned about the souls of others, I'm concerned about yours.

and-

Have you no wish for others to be saved? Then you're not saved yourself, be sure of that!

I've been wondering why God is being so patient with this world... with all of the horrible things going on, the things people are doing... so much evil.

Then I remembered- it's because He's waiting for as many as possible to be saved.

And i haven't been doing my part.

What to do? I have a few ideas...

Souls are at stake.
j

...just a great moral teacher?...

2011-03-25T08:19:00.000-07:00

"I'm ready to accept Jesus as a great moral teacher, but I don't accept His claim to be God.' That is the one thing we must not say. A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic -- on the level with the man who says he is a poached egg -- or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God: or else a madman or something worse. You can shut Him up for a fool, you can spit at Him and kill Him as a demon; or you can fall at His feet and call Him Lord and God. But let us not come with any patronizing nonsense about His being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us. He did not intend to." Clive Staples Lewis

So, so many want to, try to, think they do... put God, Jesus and the Gospel in their little box. Convenient. A little box they put their little thoughts and decisions into, fold closed, tuck under their arm and carry around like a possession. My little opinion in my little box. Like that changes ...anything.

Smile. Wink.

I call Him Lord and God,
j

CS Lewis on Knowing God

2011-03-09T08:45:00.000-08:00

Too Proud to Know God {Mere Christianity}

The Christians are right; it is Pride which has been the chief cause of misery in every nation and every family since the world began. Other vices may sometimes bring people together: you may find good fellowship and jokes and friendliness among drunken people or unchaste people. But pride always means enmity - it is enmity. And not only enmity between man and man, but enmity to God.

In God you come up against something which is in every respect immeasurably superior to yourself. Unless you know God as that - and, therefore, know yourself as nothing in comparison - you do not know God. As long as you are proud you cannot know God. A proud man is always looking down on things and people: and, of course, as long as you looking down you cannot see something that is above you.

..the fingerprint of God...

2011-03-09T08:25:00.000-08:00

see them here:
love.
j

Oppressors

2011-02-25T08:55:00.000-08:00

OPPRESS

transitive verb

a archaic : suppress b : to crush or burden by abuse of power or authority

: to burden spiritually or mentally : weigh heavily upon

...have you been subject to this too? ugh.

{...freedom...}

...refusing...

2011-02-25T07:59:00.000-08:00

"A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, 'darkness' on the walls of his cell." CS Lewis

...a sweet little mystery...

2011-02-13T10:58:00.000-08:00

or is it? to me, it feels huge. but i'm trying to not be overly dramatic. so...

yesterday i received an email from 'Ember'. from blogger really, letting me know someone had left a comment on my blog here. first, this is amazing because i only had about 2 posts. second, because i've blogged elsewhere for over 2 years, and a comment is sooo rare and exciting. not that i'm blogging for comments... it's just such a bonus!

in one of my very last posts there, i mention thinking about what a blessing this technology has become- as a way for women to connect.

connect.

i also, as i have many, many times... mention a book in the same post.

my mother gave us the book as a gift years ago. i remember thinking, 'oh, this will be fun. a book about monks in the 13th century.'!

well, i'm reading it again. in fact, our little book club is reading it right now. my daughter chose it for us. i've read it and read it and read it. i remember the night i sat up into the wee hours of the morning, reading to the end because i couldn't stop, box of tissues at hand. i've bought multiple copies to have available for gifts. i just ordered more. i can't even find my original tattered copy.

{i may or may not be obsessed with it...! giggle...}

when we homeschooled our kiddos, using a Classical curriculum and studying history in chronological order {novel idea, i know!!!} and while we were studying the Middle Ages, i read the entire book aloud to our 3 teenagers during the afternoons, while they built models of replica castles, etc. from the time periods.

when we finished, one of our sons, {a teenage boy... mind you} said it was his favorite book ever.

you know that saying, 'who takes the child by the hand - takes the mother by the heart.'?

it was like that.

we were also attempting to tackle Latin at the time, so the passages with liturgy in Latin made it even more relevant for us.

as if i didn't already love the book enough.

...see it there? the dark one in the middle?

The Hawk and the Dove by Penelope Wilcock. one of my absolute all-time favorites. in my mind, a classic... in the manner that CS Lewis described... a book you would read over and over again... throughout your life.

anyone who knows me very well at all knows this. they may not get it, or even like the book. but it always really speaks to me. and i talk about it often.

i don't have very many other real favoirtes. one of them is mentioned here, and why... The Hiding Place by Corrie ten Boom. {#9}

i had tried many times to find more of Penelope's writing. i found one book, The Clear Light of Day. not at all what i expected... and then i thought maybe she had stopped writing.

and i would just go on enjoying The Hawk and the Dove over and over.

ok, so... i'm reading the book... again... aaannnddd... yesterday morning, i look at my inbox, click on the email from 'Ember'... read the comment, click on her name -which takes me to her online profile, her blogs...

i was kind of just looking down the list of blogs, the post titles, the topic or 'tags', etc., etc.

i looked up to the top of the page- ... it says Penelope Wilcock....

wait. what? how did i get here? what? ... wait. wait!! what??

wait... {yes, this really is how my thought processes work. i think it's the adult onset ADD. tee-hee.}

wait... did...? could it be? Penelope Wilcock wrote a comment on my dinky little 2 post blog?

how? can? this? be?

i click around and look and look. i read some of her blogs. click and read. click and read.

i have gotten overly dramatic, haven't i? ...well,

i click back.

yes. Penelope Wilcock... the Penelope Wilcock - has posted a comment, a sweet little compliment- on this, my blog.

of course i am going to contact her and ask how she came across my blog. i noticed that we have one link in common, the new book i'm reading One Thousand Gifts A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are... by Anne Voskamp. but as far as i know, this blog isn't linked to the author's site. my other blog is though. hence, the mystery.

maybe i'll find it's no mystery at all, and there's a perfectly logical explanation. but me being me, i just wanted to bask in the excitement and mystery and drama of it all!

you see, i've been in a little bit of a hard place. like this: dry, dull, empty, lonely, alone - sort of, breaking, distracted...

{...we are like little children strayed from home, and God is now fetching us home; and we are ready to turn into any house, stay and play with everything in our way, and sit down on every green bank, and much ado there is to get us home...}

richard baxter, Puritan Quotations

...and pulled, and misunderstood, unable to communicate. bristling against vulnerability. remaining selfish and in self-preservation mode... waiting for help, answers. confident they'll come. watching. waiting...

so, the very first blog entry of Pen's, {Ember} that i clicked on included this link:
http://www.ted.com/talks/brene_brown_on_vulnerability.html

oh gosh. i'll need to watch this many times over. there's a lot here...

suffice it to say... i feel amazed and blessed by these recent events. my sister calls them God Winks. i'm very familiar with them. it's His sweet way. His attention to detail {with the whole world to run!} and little assurances.

this morning, i had the luxury of just laying long in bed, in the quiet... basking in the blessings. life is full of the sweetest little details. but they're monumental to me...

and now, i'm off to invistegate the mystery!
until next time,
jynene aka: lucy {in the narnian world... i would like to think i would be a little lucy pevensie...}

BONUS! ...there's a sequel! can't wait.

i know.

2010-12-15T07:52:00.000-08:00

“God is not a belief to which you give your assent. God becomes a reality whom you know intimately, meet everyday, one whose strength becomes your strength, whose love, your love. Live this life of the presence of God long enough and when someone asks you, “Do you believe there is a God?” you may find yourself answering, “No, I do not believe there is a God. I know there is a God.”
~Ernest Boyer, Jr.

...'Aslan'...

2010-12-13T14:05:00.000-08:00

And now a very curious thing happened. None of the children knew who Aslan was any more than you do; but the moment the Beaver had spoken [his name] everyone felt quite different.... At the name of Aslan each one of the children felt something jump in its inside. Edmund felt a sensation of mysterious horror. Peter felt suddenly brave and adventurous. Susan felt as if some delicious smell or some delightful strain of music had just floated by her. And Lucy got the feeling you have when you wake up in the morning and realize that it is the beginning of the holidays or the beginning of summer.

-CS Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe