Showing posts with label Ephesians 4: 1-2. Show all posts
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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

TEA-scriptors

Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity. (1 Timothy 4:12, NIV)
Grandson Owen is only in first grade but already he is learning about the importance of descriptors. Words that describe a person, place or thing---thus giving said noun, a deeper meaning.
Adjectives. Descriptors. Choice words to modify that noun of a person......or a tea.

A name describes who a person is; a title relates to some office that person may fill, whereas an appellative, such as believer, beloved of God or God's chosen ones describes some distinctive characteristic of the person. Just as Paul was encouraging Timothy, as a believer to set a distinctive example in speech, conduct, love, faith and purity.

Those "choice" examples can be modified for deeper understanding thru the use of descriptors. Speech free of obscene talk. Exemplary conduct. Unconditional love. Continual faith. Sheer purity.
Such descriptors are sought by those who desire to "walk worthy of one's calling." May the descriptors in your life have others see you as humble, loving, gentle, patient, _______. (Ephesains 4:1-2)
Fill in the blank with your name if your desire is to live this "worthy" example.
As I go to my pantry to select from an array of tea, each with a different TEA-scriptor for my cuppa, I make a choice. Just as in life. It's all about the life (example) I choose to brew and pour out to others.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

LESSONS FROM DADDY


2/25/12 Peonies----I just love them. Mama Davenport had gorgeous ones on the rise in her back yard---her cutting garden. The peony bushes backed up to her neighbors’ fence and many a family picture was snapped there among all the blooms in her cutting garden. She would cut peonies and bring them in for her kitchen table. Before they made it to the table they would sit in a big watering can on the back steps outside Dang-Dang’s sleeping porch door. Those blooms full of petals would make us all smile. Blossoms of white with a few pink thrown in for interest.
She loved them first. Therefore I couldn’t help but love them.
They were Mama’s  “pee OWN nees”----regardless of how Webster says we’re to pronounce peony, Mama’s accent was always on the 2nd syllable.
As a child, Daddy taught me to never make fun of another’s pronunciation when it was different from my own. I still remember the pain/shame I felt from that admonishment when I giggled at Mama’s pronunciation of our phone #---Tuxedo 5-3985. A lesson taken to heart. Kindness taught in a teachable moment. (Ephesians 4: 1-2, 32)
Hopefully, I will continue to afford this grace to others. Another of Daddy’s lessons well learned.