Tuesday, June 18, 2013

due honor: the discipline of place



Several weeks ago I photographed this soon-to-be-married couple.  Some of you will recognize them!  :-)  Just before we met that evening they had been in pre-marital counseling with our pastor.  While we drove to the park where we took some of the photos, I shared with them some of my memories of B.J.'s and my pre-marital counseling sessions with Rev. Smit.  I also confided in them that, reflecting on B.J.'s and my marriage, when there has been friction between us, the trouble often stems from the difficulty that I have submitting to B.J.'s authority.  To following his lead.  To giving him the honor that is his due.
It is one of the founding principles of our nation, that all men are created equal.  So basic is this assumption to our society, it is declared to be a “truth” that is “self-evident.”  We’ve taken this “truth” to heart: children defy their parents, wives resist the authority of their husbands, employees strike against their employers, and very few anymore render to government leaders the honor that is due them (Romans 13:7).
Let us not be mistaken: democracy promotes equality; Christianity does not.
Certainly, “all have sinned and come short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23).  And God calls His people from both genders and from all races and classes.  He is our Father; we are sisters and brothers, heirs together of the grace of life (1 Peter 3:7).  And yet, though He views each of us in Christ as a beloved child, He calls us to occupy different places here on earth.  Some of His people are masters, or employers (see Col. 4).  Some are servants, or employees (see Col. 3:22ff).  Some are office bearers in the church (see 1 Tim. 5:17).  Some are husbands (see 1Tim 3:12).  Some are wives (see Eph. 5:22-24).  Some are children (see Col. 3:20).  Those whom God places in the lesser (lesser with regard to position, not importance) roles He calls to submit to those whom He has placed in authority over them.
                But God also puts into authority those who are not His children.  “By me kings reign,” he declares in Proverbs 8:15.  Our calling to submit to those in authority does not change if those who rule are unbelievers.  Paul writes the following to the saints who lived under the anti-Christian government of Rome:  Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers.  For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God.  Whosoever therefore resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of God: and they that resist shall receive to themselves damnation” (Romans 13:1-2).  And Peter instructs wives who are married to unbelieving husbands this way:  “Likewise, ye wives, be in subjection to your own husbands; that, if any obey not the word, they also may without the word be won by the conversation of the wives” (1 Peter 3:1).
The honor that we owe to those in authority is “due.”  It is fitting to that individual’s God-given place, and it is our duty to give.[i]  “Honour all men. Love the brotherhood. Fear God. Honour the king.  Servants, be subject to your masters with all fear; not only to the good and gentle, but also to the forward” (1 Pet. 2:17-18).
To hold a place of authority is serious thing.  “My brethren,” James cautions in James 3:1, “be not many masters, knowing that we shall receive the greater condemnation.”  So Paul call us to make “supplications, prayers, intercessions, and giving of thanks” for all men, “for kings, and for all that are in authority” (1Tim. 2:1-2).
Why is it so difficult for us to submit to those in authority over us?  Our rebellion at root is defiance against God.  It is self-centered pride.  We would like to be in the place of God, able to dictate the circumstances and place of our life.  “Surely your turning of things upside down shall be esteemed as the potter's clay: for shall the work say of Him that made it, He made me not? or shall the thing framed say of him that framed it, He had no understanding?” (Is. 29:16).  “Give God His due, and you will escape the torment of self-centeredness.”[ii]  “For God, who said, ‘Let light shine out of darkness,’ has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.  But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us” (2 Cor. 4:7).
“For I say, through the grace given unto me, to every man that is among you, not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think; but to think soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the measure of faith. For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office: So we, being many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another” (Rom. 12:3).




[i] Elliot, Elisabeth.  Discipline.
[ii] Peterson, Andree Seu.  WORLD.  Dec. 1, 2012.

Monday, June 17, 2013

meanwhile...

Hello!  Been a while since I've posted any photos!  Here are some highlights from the past month and a half. (Warning: This may get a tad long.)

 Nath the Greath.

 We got chicks!  Six Rhode Island Red pullets.



 B.J. took the ol' garden shed in the backyard down (part way down, that is - it was already falling down) and turned it into a coop for our baby hens.  It looked a little too much like the ol' shed...so Marie, Nath & I bought some pre-owned paint cans at a second-hand store and went to work!

All finished!  (Yes, Marie's in her swimsuit, mud-boots, and a gold-bead necklace...fairly typical apparel for our little fashionista.  ;-)
 Feeding the geese at North Lake Park with friends.
 School picnic games...
 ...including Tug of War!


 (Celebrating the girls' victory over the boys.  :-)

 Willem's Kindergarten class at graduation.
 Derrick, Willem and Caleb sang a special number.

 Da graduate.

(But don't let this sweet expression fool you...a frantic Marie just called me outside: "Mom!  Willem's playing on the roof!"  I go outside.  Willem is prancing along the ridgepole.
(Granted, our house is a ranch house, so the slope of the roof is not steep.  However, there's really no reason for anyone to be prancing around up there...especially Will.)

Me:  "Will, get down!"
Will:  "But, Mom, I like playing up here!  Why do you have to make me come down when I can see so many beautiful things that God made from up here?"
Me: (Sigh)
Will: Climbs down.)

 We went for a drive after the Memorial Day Breakfast at church.  If you want to drive into the mountains from our house, the closest routes follow the Thompson River to Estes or the Poudre River to...well, I'm not exactly sure where the Poudre route ends up yet.  Anyway, we just went for a drive.  And these first few photos are from a stop along the way.
 Willem and Leah hunting bugs. 

 
Insert a note here about Marie.  The sun in CO is very strong - we're a bit closer to it here than in Iowa.  And Marie didn't have a sun hat last year, so this year I was pretty excited when we found this one for 75 cents.  She's got a large noggin, so it's hard to find hats that fit her.  Well, Marie was pretty excited, too.  She wears this hat EVERYWHERE (and it's pretty hard to miss her when she's got it on!  ;-)


 If this photo looks rather bleak, that's because it is...this is some of the burn area from last summer's massive High Park Fire.
 I get pretty queasy on the curvy mountain roads...but by the time we're headed home I'm usually feeling well enough to lean out the window and snap a few photos as we drive.

 Memorial Day rafters.
 And....Eli Caleb is 9 months old!
Sweetie Pie's favorite thing is an open door -
closet door, refrigerator door, cupboard door, outside door...
Every mom knows open doors are great for:
peaking past
crawling through
rummaging about
and pinching you!
 We walked to the nearby sculpture garden to take Eli's 9 month picture, then headed back home.
(Whew! At least Mom gets a workout!  ;-)

 B.J. took the kids to Loveland's annual fishing derby - everyone caught at least one fish!

 (It was a little breezy that morning - see the sun hat on the ground?  :-)
 Learning to spin wool into yarn at the annual Estes' Wool Market.
 Vendors from all over the west were there...
 and so were all sorts of wool-producing animals.  Llamas, goats, rabbits...
 and sheep of all kinds...
 ...including some Jacob's sheep (this one had four horns - we were told they can have up to six!)
 The wool market reminded me a lot of a county fair, but it was in Estes, which means when you move from tent to tent you're treated to some incredible views:
 Watching the llama limbo.

I don't have photos to share of two big highlights from the past few weeks:
First, soon-to-be "Uncle" Joey & his family visited (we're headed to Iowa next week for his and Sherry's wedding!).  Also, we hosted Rev. Smit over the weekend.  Both were times of sweet Christian fellowship.

The day after Memorial Day marked the 1-year anniversary of our move here. B.J. started his summer job that morning, and I was up early with him to pack his lunch and make his breakfast.  I was feeling a little gloomy, but my thoughtful husband left a letter by my Bible, and, as I wrote to my sister, I decided to practice disciplining my emotions.  ;-)

It is beautiful here.  The climate is lovely.  We have met many fellow believers here that we never would have known had we not moved.  Our life is richer because of them.  We've learned how to live in town, and we've learned what it's like to be the "new family"...on the block, at church, in school...  We've learned that our loved ones are not all that far away - a click, a phone call, a memory...a prayer.  The Lord blessed us with our "Colorado baby" only a few months after we moved here.  What would we do without you, Eli Caleb!?  I've become better at using our home for hospitality, whether our guests stay over-night or just for a meal.  We've watched our children grow.  We've gotten a little larger glimpse of what it means to belong to the Church catholic, and we understand a little more of what it means to be Reformed.  We've had numerous opportunities to share our faith.

For all these things, we thank you, Lord.  Your will and Your way are always perfect.

I'll leave you with this photo of the kids playing in the kiddie pool,
and the garden growing in the background!
Happy Summer!
Love,
Sarah