Saturday, May 27, 2023

Garden Fall 2022

In the Autumn, it was clear our garden was in decline. The turn of the season, time to begin hunkering down to prepare for the process of wintering.




Sadly our corn didn't do very well! But that's okay. We had so many raspberries in the summer, and sooo many sugar snap peas. Yum, yum! And we had cherry tomatoes and cucumbers and strawberries. And so many flowers. It was lovely. We'll try again for corn this year and see if we can do better.


Such a harvest of morning glory seeds! This picture isn't even the half of it. Jacob and I spent many nights during Bible Study over the winter popping open the seed packets and sorting out the chaff. There are plenty of seeds to plant for Spring!


We got some snow, and the top of our pond froze over. Still in the Fall, not even in the Winter yet.


And such a windstorm we had one night! It blew a large branch down right on top of our raspberries, dismantling the PVC pipe frame.

Everything has its seasons, both metaphorically in life and literally in the great outdoors. Eagerly do I anticipate Summer 2023, both for the magnificent beauty that Uri's garden will be, and for other reasons as well. In the Summer or in the Fall of 2023... watch for an update on Baby Ocean's debut. :)
 

Saturday, May 20, 2023

Baby Bump Growth

As always, a great big thank you to Leah for carrying precious Baby Ocean! Look at the difference in these baby bump pictures from 20 weeks to 29 weeks! Ocean is definitely getting bigger!



 

Saturday, May 13, 2023

The Healing of Wounds

Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” - Matthew 19:26

God heals all wounds for those who will surrender themselves fully unto Him. This is truth. But how much of this healing comes in the here and now, vs. when we are made fully whole in heaven? A deep question which each wounded individual must take before the throne and wrestle out with God. All humans know wounding of one sort or another, and to one degree or another. I could delve into the theology of humankind's triune nature: body, soul, and spirit, and the greek word sozo which describes how we simultaneously are saved, are being saved, and will in future be saved. But I'm not in the mood to delve into the facts and the speculations of such deep theological considerations. 

I do want to comment, though, on the healing of the here and now. I am pensive after reading a friend's post about healing, and how healing will always come, the wound will heal, whatever that wound may be. Do I agree with this assertion? Well yes, yes I do. In light of eternity, all children of God will be made whole in the hereafter. But what about here, and now? Do I think all wounds will be healed? 

As I say, I am pensive. On the one hand, there's the sad reality that we don't have the reliable track record of physical healings they were seeing in the book of Acts. This is worthy of grief, and perhaps of fasting and prayer and generally contending for, if God gives grace for it. On the other hand, I do believe we see emotional healings happening pretty reliably in this day and age, just as much as they were in the book of Acts. It just takes more work now-a-days... or so it seems. There was probably a lot of "the renewing of the mind" and whatnot that happened behind the scenes in the New Testament. 

Don't get me wrong, I see loads of people going about their lives lacking the emotional healing that I know is available to them if they would fully surrender to God AND walk through the process of making God their highest priority, going through deliverance, and renewing of the mind, and cutting off old baggage, and all that good stuff. If I get a good pulse on a person's spiritual and emotional values, it's not hard to see the trajectory their journey of healing is on. 

And what right have I to speak of such things? Am I not an individual in great pain myself? Yes, yes I am. And yet I would point to a whole host of soul ailments a younger Jamie grappled with as being a very different sort of pain. As a 20-ish-year old, I gained victory over: Depression. Anxiety. Fear. Shame. Insecurity. Self-Rejection. Self-Hatred. Mental Torment. Loneliness. The blood of the lamb is a powerful tool, the Authority of Christ is powerful and effective and truly practical!!!

Having walked through the process necessary to co-labor with Christ and enforce the victory He won on the cross, I can now enjoy sweet rest in my soul free of all these ailments. I rest secure in my identity as a daughter of Christ, made in the image of God and loved unconditionally. I am a woman of peace. I take joy in the little things. I am clean and holy. I am secure and loved. I am loved by God, by others, and by myself. I am a woman of peace. I am a human and I have a whole variety of human emotions, but no negative emotion has a grip on me, as they once did in my youth. I am free. I am healed.

This doesn't mean that life doesn't still hurt. Tragedy hurts, and the little things of life can hurt. People let you down, and it hurts. Things don't work out, and it hurts. Long tedious days happen sometimes, and it hurts. Limbs get amputated and the wound heals, but life is forever different, and it hurts. Pieces of one's heart are severed off and not always restored, the wound must be cauterized and healed without the missing piece; the wound is healed, but life is different, and it hurts. Healing doesn't mean we lose the ability to feel pain.

But healing does open us up to feel joy and pleasure and peace. Birds sing in the pre-dawn darkness as one is bustling off to a long day at work, and the music is beautiful. The warm embrace of a loved one fills the love cup. A nourishing meal is satisfying to body and soul. A good book can be absorbed with pleasure. There's nothing quite like a hot bath after a long day. Dirt under one's fingernails in the garden is wholesome. Choosing to look forward to little things doubles the delight. Living life with an awareness of the manifest presence of God and constantly seeking Him and his richness that may flood one's soul at any moment with utter perfection and rest... there's nothing like it.

God is our healer. He calls us to co-labor with Him to enforce the victories He won on the cross. The ability to feel pain is part of being human, but there's no need to live life plagued by the grip of chronic soul ailments. He has come to impart abundant life.

Blessings to you all.

Saturday, May 6, 2023

Quilt Square Honoring the Five

I used to do a lot of sewing in childhood and teen years. Both by hand and machine. Clothes, quilts, various projects. I haven't done much sewing as an adult up until recently. I'm sewing a large quilt to use and enjoy. It will have 25 different squares, each a unique pattern. So far I've completed 18 squares, so I'm getting close to the point where I can sew them all together, line it and back it, and put my quilt into use! :)

This square is in honor of my 5 embryos created in 2021. Three are in heaven, one is in utero, and one is still in the freezer at this time.

I named each of my babies for an individual quality, but of course these are all qualities I want all of my children to have. Here is the significance:

Autarkeia: Contentment. Birds flying in the sky amidst a beautiful backdrop. Contentment holds eternal keys to days of peace which never pass.

Quinn: Wisdom (literally, one who gives wise counsel.) Honeycomb, for wisdom is sweet and life-giving like honey.

Sparrow: Never alone. Not even a sparrow shall fall apart from the Father, and He is with us always, even unto the end of the age. Throughout all the various seasons and struggles of life, we are never alone.

Ocean: Deep calls unto deep. The depth in a person and the depth in the heart of God, calling unto one another. Seeking God's face and cultivating a close relationship with Him.

Honua: Earth, Foundation. To be rooted and grounded and have a solid foundation in the Word of God and in both knowledge and experience of divine and practical truths.


Amen.


Shiloh 1 Month Old

Shiloh Ocean's first visit to the ocean! Dada put a flower in her hair.