Saturday, June 30, 2012

hop in!

Thursday B.J. got home from work earlier than usual, and we had supper all wrapped up by 6 PM.  So we went for our first drive west since we've moved - Estes Park and the entrance to Rocky Mountain National Park lie about 30 miles from our home.  Rain clouds obscured some of our view of the mountains, but it we still enjoyed lots of beautiful scenery.  I snapped the photos below as we drove - hop in!









  
Our one stop - elk!



Leaving the mountains and nearing home.

A view from the road of the swim beach that the kids and I frequent weekly.

Almost home and sunset over the sculpture park.

I Corinthians 10


              The apostle Paul ends 1 Corinthians chapter 9 with the command that you and I live the Christian life like the athlete who, desiring the gold medal, trains zealously with that goal in mind.  He continues in chapter 10 by turning to the Old Testament to illustrate the end of those who are lax in their running.  He points to those who were of God’s people outwardly but succumbed to temptation and were judged by God accordingly.  Paul mentions Old Testament types of the sacraments of baptism and of the Lord’s Supper, “the badges by which the Church of God is distinguished” (John Calvin ).  He teaches that the cloud which directed the Israelites’ course through the Red Sea and the wilderness was to them as a baptism, and that the manna and the water from the rock correspond with the Lord’s Supper.  Yet, he says, though the entire nation was baptized and partook of Christ, most were overthrown in the wilderness.  Let these things be examples to you, Paul warns, that you do not fall into the same sins which they did.
                A proper view of the Old Testament acknowledges that although Christ has fulfilled the Old Testament law and sacrifices, the Old Testament scriptures are “profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, and for instruction in righteousness” (I Timothy 3:16).  In his consideration of the Old Testament examples that are provided to the New Testament saints, Paul mentions specifically five sins into which the Israelites fell in the wilderness.  First he notes their lusting after evil things, bringing to mind the occasions on which they longed for the foods that they enjoyed in Egpyt.  Then he cautions against idolatry, calling to mind the golden calf, and sexual immorality, noting the time that Balaam counseled the Midianites to prostitute their daughters to the Israelites, with the view of estranging them from the true worship of God.  Then he notes a time that the people “tempted Christ” by accusing God of bringing them out of Egypt to kill them in the wilderness and declaring that they loathed the manna that He sent.  And finally, he cautions against grumbling, likely referring to the time when the people grumbled against their God-appointed leaders Moses and Aaron in Numbers 16.  Striking, isn’t it, that Paul lists complaining in the same category as fornication?  This section with a most comforting promise: “No temptation has overtaken you except such as is common to man; but God is faithful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will also make the way of escape, that you may be able to bear it.”
                Paul then returns to the subjects of idolatry and Christian liberty, which he addressed at length previously in chapter 8.  Here he cautions against the outward appearance of worshipping idols, namely, feasting at the idol temples in Corinth.  Not, he says, because an idol is real or a rival to the one true, God, but because there is a danger to the Christian person who participates, even though only outwardly, in pagan rituals.  In this context he lays forth two principles again with regard to our liberty as God’s people.  Paul does so again in reference to eating food that may have been offered to idols.  First, he says, it is lawful to eat, with a safe conscience, any kind of food, because the Lord permits it. In the second place, he restricts this liberty when weak consciences might be injured.   This principle is echoed elsewhere in the New Testament, in passages like Romans 14.  “It is good neither to eat meat nor drink wine nor do anything by which your brother stumbles or is offended or is made weak” (vs 21).  So we are reminded that not all things we are permitted to do are beneficial to us, and in all things, our behavior must be regulated by the rule of love for our brothers and sisters in Christ.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

sculpture walk

No, I haven't fallen off the face of the earth!  But I have plenty to keep me occupied each day, and our computer is in the basement, so I probably spend an average of 5 minutes per day on the machine now.

Is it really Saturday?  This week flew!  The highlight?  Leah learned to ride bike without training wheels!  B.J. and I practiced with her multiple times this week, and Thursday evening it all paid off.  Woo-hoo!  No more pregnant mama tripping down the road hanging on to the seat!  Will wants his training wheels off this afternoon, and the way he ramps the curb with them on, I don't think he's going to have any issues once they're off.

We've had some hot days this week - 105 degrees - and one cooler day - Wednesday didn't even hit 75.  It cools off nicely at night, sometimes dipping into the 40s.

We've also spent some time this week in the garden, which thanks to the drought, the heat, the bugs, and the bunnies isn't looking so hot (no pun intended ;-), and bit by bit I painted B.J.'s and my bedroom.  Whew!

We continue to adjust.  Some days I am more lonely and tired than others.  The other day we pulled into the driveway after grocery shopping, and Marie piped up in the back seat, "Aw, Mom!  I wanted our white house!"  And I know how she feels.  Some days I feel as if I've made way too many wrong turns and I get sick of polite conversation; then I find myself longing for familiar places and faces.  But over all, we're adjusting.  God is good.


B.J.'s been putting in long, hard days with the concrete crew.  Saturday mornings he spends at school.  This morning the kids and I were all tired and out of sorts after a busy day yesterday visiting with Uncle Phil and Aunt Laura and their kids (wish I would've had my camera out then, we had a good time!) and the school's 50th anniversary celebration in the evening.  We had the house tidy, laundry finished, and Sunday breakfast and dinner made by 11:00, so we headed to the sculpture park, which is maybe a mile from our house, for our first walk there.  It was already 90+ degrees, but the kids still enjoyed our hour long stroll, and so did I.  And this time I brought along the camera!

Photo #1, and Nathan is refusing to cooperate.  Outlook: not good.
 



The white "cloud" in the background is the smoke that seems like a permanent part of the landscape here.  The High Park fire is now 75,000+ acres in size and has destroyed nearly 200 homes in the mountains.






Sir Nathan, Protector of the Water Bottle (but don't you dare ask him for a drink!).


Will's not making faces, he's sneezing...
...and still sneezing!  :-)  The pig's called Charlie.
Hey, that's a little better...
Ring around the rosy...


Here, lizzie, lizzie...
Sled ride - that sounds nice right about now!

Whaddya know?!  Trooper, Springer, and Daisy right here in CO!

The giraffe's called Charlie, too.


Time to go home for lunch.  Now that wasn't so bad, was it, Nath?  

Sunday, June 17, 2012

happy father's day


Celebrating the good, godly men in our life today. 
The righteous man walks in his integrity; His children are blessed after him.
Proverbs 20:7

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

highlight

Receiving letters from and creating letters for our cousins!






1 Corinthians 9


               Throughout our study of 1 Corinthians thus far, we have returned several times to the topic of personal rights versus Christian responsibilities.  Generally speaking, I’ve noted that we are too quick to neglect our responsibilities to God and the neighbor in an attempt to protect our rights.  The apostle Paul begins chapter 9 of 1 Corinthians by asserting a right that was his: namely, the right to be supported materially by those to whom he ministered.  Just as a soldier is compensated by his government, a farmer enjoys the fruit of his crops, and the Old Testament priests were fed from the sacrifices that were brought to the temple, so, Paul writes, the preacher of the gospel – and his family – have the right to “live of the gospel.”  The same is true of your pastor.

                And yet, Paul notes, he had willingly surrendered his right to be supported by the Corinthians so that they would not be tempted to think that he preached for money.  I am called, compelled to preach, Paul writes, indeed, “Woe is me if I do not preach the gospel!”  And yet, he continues, it is not enough that I preach; I must preach willingly.  The same is true for me as a wife and a mom.  I cannot go about my daily tasks grudgingly and assume that I’ve fulfilled my calling.  Nor is it enough that you labor from day to day in your vocation.  We are called to work willingly, cheerfully,heartily, as to the Lord and not to men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance” (Colossians 3:23-24).

                Paul then shares his willingness to forfeit his rights in other areas for the sake of the gospel.  “For though I am free from all men, I have made myself a servant to all, that I might win the more…I have become all things to all men, that I might by all means save some.”  How quick are you or I to cross our comfort zones for the sake of the gospel?  When is the last time you or I have become what a child, a neighbor from a foreign country, or the misfit in the pew needed in order that we might demonstrate to them the gospel? 

                To emphasize how seriously he takes living for the sake of the gospel, Paul employs the metaphor of an athlete.  Corinth was the Greek city in which the Isthmian Games were held.  The Isthmian Games were similar to the Olympic Games, they were simply held on alternating years.  So when Paul compares living the Christian life to that of a runner or a boxer, the Corinthians knew well that Paul was telling them to live as an athlete who is training for the gold medal.  Like an athlete, the Christian must exert himself under intense training in holiness and discipleship.  There is no room for aimless running or for shadow boxing in the life of one whose eyes are fixed on the prize.  The Christian life is not living the American dream with a Jesus sticker on your bumper.  The Christian life does not entitle one to take time off from training because he or she has just married, had a baby, been too busy, or turned 65.  There is no retirement from our responsibilities.  Ours is lifelong rigorous training, of sacrificing our own body and our own will for the sake of the gospel and the goal of a heavenly reward.  Is that how we live?

                Perhaps you’ve heard of Eric Liddel, the Scottish runner who refused to run the 100 meter dash, which he was favored to win, at the 1924 Paris Olympic Games because a heat of that race was held on Sunday.  Instead he ran the 400 meters, at which he had previously performed modestly in comparison, and astonished the world when he not only won, but also broke the existing Olympic and world records in the event.  Shortly thereafter Liddell became a missionary to China, where he died in a prisoner of war camp at the age of 43.  While in China, Liddell was questioned as to his strategy in the 400 meters.  He responded, “I ran the first 200 as hard as I could, and then, for the second 200, with God’s help, I ran harder.”

                That’s the way we’re called to live the Christian life.  So run, that you may obtain.
                

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

fire!

So the big news around here is the fire that blazes some 20 miles southwest.  It started Saturday morning, the result of a lightning strike.  B.J. and I took the kids to the swimming area at the nearby lake around 11 AM that morning and immediately noticed the plume of smoke rising in the west like a giant thunderhead.  When we got home B.J. looked online and confirmed that yes, it was a forest fire that covered about 200 acres.  By Sunday afternoon, the fire had exploded to over 18,000 acres.  I took the photo of the cloud of smoke below from our backyard (please disregard our trusty, rusty garden shed ;-) on Sunday afternoon.


This photo I took from the church parking lot after the evening service - the cloud of smoke rises like a massive tree line in the west.



Last night B.J. and I got the kids in their pjs and then went for a drive to catch a better view of the blaze that now covers over 40,000 acres.  We didn't get very close.  The photo below shows the charred front range on the left, lots of smoke, and, on the right, a line up of cars full of people who also wanted a closer look.  


In this photo you can see the charred mountains again, a flare up, and two planes - helicopters, bi-planes, and bombers (headed to drop slurries on the fire) flew over our house consistently yesterday.


The smoke and the front range silhouetted against the setting sun:



Depending on which way the wind is blowing, a lot of smoke lingers in the air here.  Both Saturday night and last night I sacred awake because I smelled smoke in the house.  Some people have had ash in their homes.  The good news is that I read a report this morning that said that fire crews made good progress fighting the blaze yesterday.  


O my God, make Your enemies like the whirling dust,
Like the chaff before the wind!
As the fire burns the woods,
And as the flame sets the mountains on fire,
So pursue them with Your tempest,
And frighten them with Your storm.
Fill their faces with shame,
That they may seek Your name, O Lord.
Let them be confounded and dismayed forever;
Yes, let them be put to shame and perish,
That they may know that You, whose name alone is the Lord,
Are the Most High over all the earth.

Psalm 83:13-18