Buzz Words

Mrs. Eleanor Morgan. Even typing the name brings back the 9th grade "dread" of the science class spring project assignment.*
Thankfully my Uncle Pete came to my rescue, all the way from Clarksville, TN---helping me do a "Beekeeping" display. I don't remember too much about the process except that Uncle Pete made me wear big gloves and it was hard to take pictures with my "Brownie" camera with those gloves on. Visually, I only remember the green and white box type hives at the far end of his back yard on willow Heights. It's the auditory memory that stays with me. 

Apiary audio.
That hum. From a the hum-m-m of a single AWOL bee or the hive buzz which sounded like rushing water to me to the incredibly LOUD buzz,  of a new swarm that Uncle Pete retrieved from a nearby playground.
Think buzz saw!
Irritating and aggravating, not soothing.

All of that to say, lately my "nighttime "head feels as if it's caught in said beehive.
Anxious thoughts buzz in my head. Surely Psalm 94:19 is etched somewhere in the furrowed lines of my forehead. Yet, the BUZZING continues, usually between 2 and 4 am.

Obviously, I have a life lesson that I have yet to learn-----so the struggle continues.

As Carolyn Weber noted in her latest book,  holy is the day, settling into a horizontal position, was enough for my body to "snap into memory mode." (p. 39) Her imagined happenings of mishaps or crime that could rob her of a loved one or that she could be dying from "some unknown, unnamed ailment gnawing at her from the insides" settles in once she is prone. (p.40)

I hope to finish this book quickly to see if she has new ideas or verses for me to use as appropriate "buzz" words.

*Thanks to Uncle Pete's tutelage, I received a blue ribbon.

Terrific Tuesdays

I know---it's Thursday but I've been running a little s-l-o-w this week on timely blog entries. A spring fever, of sorts......in a "fever" of lists and scheduling and planning and, and, and! Sarah Young calls it "fear that manifests itself in excessive planning." (Jesus Calling, 4/24)

But, thanks to the kindness of Nancy E. 2nd Presbyterian's 4/28 Terrific Tuesday luncheon was a much needed "perspective-lifter." (Jesus Calling, 4/26) To begin with, there was time for pre-lunch tea given by aproned ladies from My Cup of Tea, one of my favorite cuppas. 

After "tea and talk, a delightful salad plate was served by the WOC, Carolyn Weber, author of Surprised by Oxford, a favorite read for me in 2012. A bit of a book review was given in my 12/18/13 entry as I recalled liking it so much that I read the bulk of it in one weekend.
So-o-o-o to have Dr. Weber speaking at the luncheon, not only slowed me down for a bit but gave me lots of ongoing food for thought. 
Her presentation was entertaining as well as thought provoking. Her book references to TDH were funny as were the new acronym TBH (tall, bald and handsome) 
TIDBITS

• CD is an ambulatory thinker---she likes to walk and think
•  Life is fatal for all....but believers have hope for eternity with Him. 
• Architectural designs of old cathedrals had folks "looking up"---such looking up is much need today as many folks look down as they go about their own busyness! 
• Remember that unbelievers often have no God touchstone in their lives---no God frame of reference. 
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• It's important to live our lives as a walking Bible (Hannah W. Smith) as we might be the only Bible some people will ever see.

Weber is a true wordsmith, evident in both her writing and her speaking----digging deep into English literature & quoting from literary works of Donne & Sayers to poetry of Gerard Manley Hopkins. 
Hope to very soon set aside a "Terrific Tuesday" to read her Holy is the Day: Living in the Gift of the Present. Reading Carolyn Weber's works would add a "terrific" label to any day.

“Master” Meditation

5/7/12 Enjoying an afternoon “cuppa” with some of Mary Jane’s homemade shortbread and a good book, I came across the author’s explanation of an Alexander Pope epigram that begs the question, "who is your master?"

'I am his Higness’ Dog at Kew:

Pray tell me sir whose dog are you.'

As Carolyn Weber states, we all have a master. As she puts it, “ No individual by the very state of existence, can avoid life as a form of servitude; it only remains for us to decide, deny, or remain oblivious to, whom or what we serve.” (Surprised by Oxford, 5)

We all will serve something or someone. At that point in her life, Weber was her own master, thus serving herself. Garnering respect for herself alone.

My notes from yesterday’s sermon on a passage in Malachi had me asking myself questions. Is the Lord truly the Master of my life? Do others see my service and respect for Him? Does the Lord receive from me the respect that is due Him?

"A son honors his father, and a servant his master. If I am a father, where is the honor due me? If I am a master, where is the respect due me?" says the LORD Almighty…..”(Malachi 1:6)

“No one can serve two masters. Either you will hate the one and love the other, or you will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and mammon.” (Matthew 6:24)

"I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul," writes William Ernest Henley in his poem, "Invictus".

Acceptance or rejection of God as the Master of one’s life seals our destiny. Though God made us in His own image, God gave us choices. One may choose to steer his ship, the vessel of his soul, with a single purpose---to be a praise to God’s glory. God becomes the Master/Captain of his vessel and leads Him on the path to eternity with Him.

On the other hand, a “self” master mistakenly thinks that he can control all aspects of his life, apart from God.  If he chooses his own destination, thus veering off God’s course, this choice can lead to destruction.

Who’s your master?