tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91875129326261835932024-03-21T07:44:55.867-07:00middle of somewhereNow thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and through us diffuses the fragrance of His knowledge in every place. 2 Cor. 2:14Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-35089956822014337182013-03-25T12:20:00.000-07:002013-03-25T12:20:44.653-07:00Will is TEN YEARS OLD!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">William Jon King officially joined the Double Digits Club today, to the unbelief of his family. Poor guy got sick last night, so we're postponing his party, but he still flashes that sweet smile in spite of it. What a kid! Thankful to the Lord for the best decade of my life with this little brother of mine. He's growing up so fast. And developing a gentle spirit, inquisitive mind, soft heart, and a rather quick wit. I pray he continues to grow in the knowledge of our Saviour Jesus Christ, and sees Him more clearly each day. I love this boy Will SO MUCH!</span></blockquote>
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Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-49328345328417192862013-03-24T12:40:00.001-07:002013-03-25T12:04:41.838-07:00A Proper Cup O' TeaBecause sometimes you just need to break out the Royal Albert fine bone china from England, and sip the hour slowly. <br />
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">ak</span></i>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-55070191409429276602013-01-16T15:12:00.000-08:002013-03-26T15:17:54.638-07:00New Year's Prayer<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I have dwelt on this Puritan prayer often since the beginning of 2013<span style="font-size: small;">, until</span> it has become my own. The years rolling by have changed <span style="font-size: small;">tremendously since it wa<span style="font-size: small;">s penned, but our LORD has not. </span></span>SDG.</span></span><br />
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Length of days does not profit me<br />
Except the days are passed in thy presence,<br />
In thy service, to thy glory.<br />
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Give me a grace that precedes, follows, guides, sustains, sanctifies, aids every hour that I may not be a moment apart from thee, but may rely on thy Spirit<br />
to supply every thought,<br />
speak in every word,<br />
direct every step,<br />
prosper every work,<br />
build up every mote of faith,<br />
and give me a desire to show forth thy praise;<br />
testify thy love,<br />
Advance thy kingdom.<br />
I launch my bark on the unknown waters of this year,<br />
with thee, O Father, as my harbour,<br />
thee, O Son, as my helm,<br />
thee, O Holy Spirit, filling my sails.<br />
Guide me to heaven with my loins girt,<br />
my lamp burning,<br />
my ear open to thy call,<br />
my heart full of love,<br />
my soul free.<br />
Give me thy grace to sanctify me,<br />
thy comforts to cheer,<br />
thy wisdom to teach,<br />
thy right hand to guide,<br />
thy counsel to instruct,<br />
thy law to judge,<br />
thy presence to stabilize.<br />
May thy fear be my awe,<br />
thy triumphs my joy.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>-ak </i></span>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-46842222102939333852012-11-20T14:03:00.000-08:002012-11-28T19:52:42.105-08:00Winds of Change, Wings of GraceSometimes, it feels like life never changes. But that's just surface appearances. It's the little things that add up, and all the sudden break out in change. That's why the small stuff is so very important. And in this life, things must change. Like C.S. Lewis said, <span class="body"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></span><br />
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It can be hard though. Whatever stage we are in, we can feel too comfortable with where we're at, instead of pressing further out into the deeps of God's promises. We curl up in our shells and feel that life is going just fine. But God in His infinite wisdom, holiness, and love, wants so much more for us than personal peace, a sense of morality, a bit of <span style="font-size: small;">pocket-change</span>, and our cozy self-deception of being able to "handle" it all. He wants our hearts wholly, and He wants them holy. So He cracks our shells.<br />
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I had a feeling this past year was going to be different. Looking back now from the cool vantage point of late fall, Thanksgiving season, the main theme that has arisen is <b>change</b>, and the truth that in this life nothing ever stays the same. Except one thing. Okay, two things.<br />
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First, my fragile little heart is always in motion. Always floating, drifting, being tossed about in the waves of life. Second and most important, my great God and Savior Jesus Christ never changes. He is always the same, yesterday, today, and for all the unknowns. He remains steadfast and sure, an anchor for <span style="font-size: small;">the soul</span>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Take courage from the <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">exampl<span style="font-size: small;">e of the </span></span>P</span>ilgrims. They left <span style="font-size: small;">cozy England, climbed into small wooden ship<span style="font-size: small;">s</span>, and embarked upon a perilous </span>journey across <span style="font-size: small;">a great deep into a great<span style="font-size: small;">er</span> unknown<span style="font-size: small;">. T</span>hey faced unrelenting hardships <span style="font-size: small;">in the New World. They could have stayed <span style="font-size: small;">"safe" <span style="font-size: small;">in <span style="font-size: small;">England</span></span></span>, if they would give up their freedom to worship God<span style="font-size: small;">. But they <span style="font-size: small;">knew the o<span style="font-size: small;">nly <span style="font-size: small;"><i>truly</i> safe place was<span style="font-size: small;"> found in casting themselves</span> on the promis<span style="font-size: small;">es of <span style="font-size: small;">the <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lord</span></span></span>. So they </span></span></span>chose a holy<span style="font-size: small;"> adventure and a hard purs<span style="font-size: small;">uit of the Kingdom of God. In the words of Willi<span style="font-size: small;">am Bradford<i><span style="font-size: small;">,</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="text">"<span style="font-size: small;">T</span>hey committed themselves to the will of God, and resolved to proceed."</span></span></i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> The Lord</span> wanted their obedience, even in the teeth of <span style="font-size: small;">trials, that would light a beacon of faith for future generations<span style="font-size: small;">. </span>He prove<span style="font-size: small;">d</span> to be their <span style="font-size: small;">courage and strength in w<span style="font-size: small;">eakness</span>. <span style="font-size: small;">T</span>hey <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">persevered bravely</span>, and <span style="font-size: small;">gave thanks. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>Their world was shaken, so that what was unshakeable could remain.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">This year, d</span>ifferent things have been shaken<span style="font-size: small;"> in our world, and in small ways just in my own life</span>. And it has been uncomfortable. But...it has been good. Because He is shaking things that I tend to put my trust and identity in, even good things, so that what cannot be shaken can remain: Christ Himself, His finished work, His victory and power, His Kingdom, and His great love for<span style="font-size: small;"> His children, for</span> me,<i> in spite</i> of me.<br />
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Consider this. It doesn't get more dire and hopeless than Ephesians 2:1-3: <i><b>"And you were <u>dead</u> in trespasses and sins...sons of disobedience...by nature children of wrath."</b></i> But then in verse 4 come the most glorious two words in the history of mankind: <i><b>"But God."</b></i> And everything changed. The grand thing is, when we get out of our little shells, when we leave the harbor, no matter what comes, we aren't left to ourselves. God promises to <i>be with us. </i>It doesn't get more hopeful than that!<i><br /></i><br />
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Earlier in the summer, I went to put up the chickens one warm, soft evening. In the dim, musty barn was a seemingly ordinary, mundane scene. Our little red hen had hatched babies, and she lay on the ground in the corner of the coop (since the chicks couldn't roost yet) with her little ones nestled under her heart, safe.<br />
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And what struck me with so much weight and reality is this: <i>that's how the Lord of the universe describes Himself and His tender care of His children!</i> Astounding, isn't it? As I stood in the dirty coop, my eyes welled up as that truth soaked in:<br />
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We can't know the incredible closeness our Heavenly Father wants with us when we have various shells separating us from seeing Him clearly. We get too comfortable in our dangerous English harbors. But praise HIM, He gives us courage to break through, embark on the voyage that we were made for, and He keeps watch over us. He is infinitely worthy of our trust.<br />
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In this grand adventure of life, we have steadfast promises made by our unchanging Lord Jesus Christ that He has saved us by His grace (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%202&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Eph. 2:8</a>), delivered us from darkness, forgiven our sins, placed us in His Kingdom (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Colossians%201&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Col.1:13-14</a>), pronounced us righteous in Christ (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Corinthians%205&version=NKJV" target="_blank">2 Cor. 5:21</a>), adopted us as His children (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Rom. 8:15</a>), nothing can separate us from His love (Rom. 8:37-39), He has overcome the world (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2016:33&version=NKJV" target="_blank">John 16:33</a>), He has defeated the enemy (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Colossians+2&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Col. 2:15</a>), He has broken our bondage to sin (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%206&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Rom. 6:12-23</a>), He will be with us always (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2028&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Matt. 28:20</a>), and He will finish the work He's begun in us (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Philippians+1:5-7&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Phil. 1:6</a>), even now He Himself works in us to will and do His good pleasure (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Philippians+2:12-14&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Phil. 2:13</a>), and He will help us break free from all the shells we find ourselves in (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%204&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Heb. 4:14-16</a>). He will lead us on as our Captain (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews+2&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Heb. 2:10</a>), and be our Anchor (<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%206&version=NKJV" target="_blank">Heb. 6:17-20</a>) in the winds of change.<br />
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So what are we afraid of anyway? By <i>HIS</i> <b><i>grace</i></b>, I want to know Him better, see Christ more clearly, venture wholly out into His promises,<i> </i>and whatever it takes, be <b><i>changed</i></b> more and more into His image.<br />
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Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-83667051275210219462012-10-10T22:00:00.000-07:002013-03-20T22:04:21.036-07:00Corn Maze!<br />
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Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-15198691568805716982012-10-06T23:39:00.001-07:002012-10-08T17:41:54.110-07:00Grace for Generations<br />
<span style="color: #444444;">We recently spent a lovely, refreshing, joyful time with my grandparents on Dad's side. I'll never stop being amazed at the faithful hand of the Lord in <i>their</i> lives that breaches generations and touches <i>my</i> life. My favorite thing to do when Pepa and Mema come, besides playing hot games of Rook and Peanuts, is to listen to their stories, and see the faithfulness of the Lord.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So check out the project <a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/jking/axed" target="_blank">here</a>, watch the video, and JOIN THE FRAY!</span><br />
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Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-60573056464038805002012-09-13T13:43:00.001-07:002012-09-19T12:32:05.815-07:00Culinary Reformation: A Good Blog<br />
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Hear that? <i>Rumble.</i> It's inside us all. A hungry tummy. It's that small nudge inside each of us, that proves the wisdom of our Creator in His ordering of the universe. It reminds us that we are dependent creatures. We were made to hunger, in order to eat, in order to be nourished, in order to survive, to thrive, to realize that all things come from His kind hand, for in Him we live, move, and have our being. <br />
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Food is a gift from God. Not just a <i>necessity</i>, but also a <i>pleasure</i>. He created us to eat, then hid all these diverse, creative flavors in foods that not only nourish, but delight us. But somewhere along the last century, we lost something. We became out of touch with the truth that in His wisdom, our Creator intended our bodies (His temple), to be nourished, and <i>in being the most nourished, we would be the most delighted.</i><br />
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This culinary reformation includes learning about old, traditional ways
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wellness with simplicity. ... Most of all, I want to see people cared for, healthy, and happy. That
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I <b><i>love</i></b> food, and by food I don't mean a hot dog from the gas station. I mean <b><i>real whole food</i></b>, minimally processed, traditional, wisely and creatively prepared to <i>delight</i> the senses and <i>nourish</i> the whole body. Because <a href="http://www.foodrenegade.com/the-basics/real-food/" target="_blank">real food</a> is healthful, and also incredibly important, it tastes good! So I believe it's important to be educated about eating wisely, for health now, for future generations, all to the glory of God.<br />
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So study, then eat, and give a toast to real food and culinary reformations!<br />
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Cheers!<br />
ak<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">at the Nat'l Fiddle Contest. Whoo!</span></div>
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I coined a word a few years ago. Yes I did!</div>
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You know what it's like. We sometimes meet people in the passing courses of our lives that we wish would stay, we wish to spend more time with, and we leave feeling warmed yet with a strange ache for more. For what reason, we try to put a finger on the weight of that magnetism. They may or may not have an attractive face, but you know it goes deeper; they are illustrated on the face with the beauty of their heart. The beautiful light of kindness and goodness gleams in their eyes, and when you look, you see a beautiful soul. They are <i>bellanimous</i>. And I want to be too.</div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">It has roots with "magnanimous", but I think it is distinct enough to merit its own place in a vocabulary<i>. </i></span><br />
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2. Dictated by bellanimity; exhibiting excellence of spirit or mind; having beautiful character qualities that give great satisfaction to the soul; honorable.</blockquote>
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Origin: 2008 < Latin <i>bellanimous</i> beautiful-souled, equivalent to <i>bell(us) </i>beautiful + <i>anim(us)</i> spirit, soul, mind + <i>-us</i> ous.</blockquote>
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<span class="indent-1"><span class="indent-1-breaks"> </span><span class="text Luke-4-18"><span class="woj">to proclaim good news to the poor.</span></span></span><br />
<span class="text Luke-4-18"><span class="woj"> He has sent me to proclaim liberty to the captives</span></span><br />
<span class="indent-1"><span class="indent-1-breaks"> </span><span class="text Luke-4-18"><span class="woj">and recovering of sight to the blind,</span></span></span><br />
<span class="indent-1"><span class="indent-1-breaks"> </span><span class="text Luke-4-18"><span class="woj"> to set at liberty those who are oppressed,</span></span></span><br />
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This is your rock-solid, heartfelt answer to the age-old question "If God is so good and powerful, why do bad things happen?" By the ever eloquent and apropos <a href="http://www.gracefamilybaptist.net/voddie-baucham-ministries/" target="_blank">Voddie Baucham</a>.</div>
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To shed joy, to radiate happiness, to cast light upon dark days, to be the golden thread of our destiny, the spirit of grace and harmony - is not this to render a service? Here and there we meet one who possesses the power of enchanting all about her; her presence lights up the house, her approach is like a cheering warmth; she passes by, and we are content; she stays a while, and we are happy. She is the Aurora with a human face. Is it not a thing divine to have a smile which, none know how, has the power to lighten the weight of that enormous chain which all in common drag behind them? </div>
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Spring always does something to me. When the warm wind blows from the
south like a "wave of unreasonable happiness" and a green blush is
resurrected on earth's face in a creaturely imitation of its risen
Creator, I feel the irresistible magnetism of an entire hemisphere
engaged in a vivacious act of wild revelry: <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">the JOY of LIFE</span>. It comes like a thief in the night, not to kill but to resuscitate and
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The rain leaves puddles of sky in the
roads, like celestial confetti, so that the dark silhouette of <i>terra firma</i>
seems but a crust sandwiched between the fire-lit skies of two
different worlds above and below my feet, and the flaming sky-filled
potholes become portals betwixt the two. I walk home balanced on the
crust, the purple shadows emitting a backdrop of peace, and the sun's
last rays setting the windows of home ablaze in a passion. As the sunset
changes hues, the curlews whirl overhead with their woodwind song, the
ground releases its deep earthy notes, and the spring peepers strike up a
chorus, all to remind the world that it's really alive, to feel the
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</div>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-38571827787533609312012-04-07T14:40:00.004-07:002012-04-07T14:52:38.100-07:00Mercy Has Swallowed Up All Misery<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtaiF1XwLk-U8GiRaUOnQI5rXmVSDA4Et4QUhbaHn7RcYCIkxJFs8_nwlD2Hi_B0CBusFNM9qPXmTEw3ZutlTzCrw9SR_6uAz-UqnFSHAwN4a6-VutOQUD3iXI8Ve6XabVLWtrETdpMT0/s1600/February_2012_6220.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtaiF1XwLk-U8GiRaUOnQI5rXmVSDA4Et4QUhbaHn7RcYCIkxJFs8_nwlD2Hi_B0CBusFNM9qPXmTEw3ZutlTzCrw9SR_6uAz-UqnFSHAwN4a6-VutOQUD3iXI8Ve6XabVLWtrETdpMT0/s400/February_2012_6220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5728779552122425810" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Every good thing we could think or desire is to be found in this same Jesus Christ alone...He died for our life; so that by Him fury is made gentle, wrath appeased, darkness turned into light, fear reassured, despisal despised, debt canceled, labor lightened, sadness made merry,...death dead, mortality made immortal. In short, mercy has swallowed up all misery, and goodness all misfortune.</span><br style="font-style: italic;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">- John Calvin </span><br /><br /></div></blockquote><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><br style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;">-ak</span></span>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-38347124054926439692012-03-29T11:17:00.005-07:002012-03-29T11:30:41.986-07:00Spring Chickens<blockquote><span class="body"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.</span><br style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="body"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">- C.S. 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I shall not be.</p> <p>The Lord says we shall inherit a kingdom. We would not be satisfied to inherit less, because less than that would not suit our character. ‘He has made us kings and priests unto God,’ and we must reign forever and ever, or be as wretched as deposed monarchs.</p> <p>Beloved, strive after, more and more, that which the Spirit of God will give you—a kingly heart. Do not be among those who are satisfied and content with the miserable nature of ordinary humanity.”<cite style="font-style: normal;"><span> — Charles Spurgeon</span></cite></p><p><br /><cite style="font-style: normal;"></cite></p></blockquote><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" >-ak</span>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-65660784220554402352012-03-12T11:48:00.000-07:002012-03-29T12:06:17.015-07:00Texas Hill Country<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >Meeting the Texan springtime, near Fredericksburg.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1V3MpldPITqYSpFci-mZ10xifirmKWQvY0hI3ZQXeXpk6bjOfH2lN7LPzlATYSJJCwB8d8SOXUzfLcgxVo5YLUnWJKC4Gi-H-ERw6KQVAbYkw_ZsKJ7jnRhlDMtzjgAvsXvCUV4K_Ec/s1600/Mo+Ranch_6267.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1V3MpldPITqYSpFci-mZ10xifirmKWQvY0hI3ZQXeXpk6bjOfH2lN7LPzlATYSJJCwB8d8SOXUzfLcgxVo5YLUnWJKC4Gi-H-ERw6KQVAbYkw_ZsKJ7jnRhlDMtzjgAvsXvCUV4K_Ec/s400/Mo+Ranch_6267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725393101006301394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >The first brave faces of spring.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02Iwo3RcppF_BVaJ-Fwc14EkeSVB9uWqssaCajtSuVj_46r0SD-PQnZBu91KJz3OT4VyP8wmSzaveMvgduBmlsvVlZNTH8zNkqo8D7xkk4tjJRbPZdrus5fkq3XUjDLC86MZunYvlqEI/s1600/Mo+Ranch_6258.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02Iwo3RcppF_BVaJ-Fwc14EkeSVB9uWqssaCajtSuVj_46r0SD-PQnZBu91KJz3OT4VyP8wmSzaveMvgduBmlsvVlZNTH8zNkqo8D7xkk4tjJRbPZdrus5fkq3XUjDLC86MZunYvlqEI/s400/Mo+Ranch_6258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725393820262357874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >Vivacious.<br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9coCU58163I2UQgMWgAJZtgsoitemjDnkN6uYbdYnXp2kzB28bnPptso1ZSBNFHpaU_iw2aDz63VaKkpaLfLfXdma8pR8nqwHu_AnosersFVmzTAKSoV44kFJmfBKvYn1-M252XRPL8s/s1600/Mo+Ranch_6263.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9coCU58163I2UQgMWgAJZtgsoitemjDnkN6uYbdYnXp2kzB28bnPptso1ZSBNFHpaU_iw2aDz63VaKkpaLfLfXdma8pR8nqwHu_AnosersFVmzTAKSoV44kFJmfBKvYn1-M252XRPL8s/s400/Mo+Ranch_6263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725393327367352738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >Exploration</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">.</span><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTjVNkq1lAhH5qB2ALpvODQ6g-pHY-VRn1vWN5vcEP9l1owX0_9HxUjNlnr6zdsb7oImvn3FWOqXIBwwOgLM7nJJZpyPzgbix2Ohp4CnKnzhxbZNUh1IVWlel_xECszzOmq8IvqyDNZ8/s1600/Mo+Ranch_6264.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTjVNkq1lAhH5qB2ALpvODQ6g-pHY-VRn1vWN5vcEP9l1owX0_9HxUjNlnr6zdsb7oImvn3FWOqXIBwwOgLM7nJJZpyPzgbix2Ohp4CnKnzhxbZNUh1IVWlel_xECszzOmq8IvqyDNZ8/s400/Mo+Ranch_6264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725393505966096882" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">A semi heart-shaped cactus in the pure morning light.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVd2DYVBOxa6E8ZaMa7miGywLIjS_xKMueTFGWHFjJtAXGxkCufMyJA5h9hBYgU-fr1flsQDds9UoDrgdMknn3Nkd62a5V7eMj-ZbExlPf43O4ZzimopzKo9TL2Eni6HpiAtxQFe87vk/s1600/Mo+Ranch_6244.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVd2DYVBOxa6E8ZaMa7miGywLIjS_xKMueTFGWHFjJtAXGxkCufMyJA5h9hBYgU-fr1flsQDds9UoDrgdMknn3Nkd62a5V7eMj-ZbExlPf43O4ZzimopzKo9TL2Eni6HpiAtxQFe87vk/s400/Mo+Ranch_6244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725394647005469298" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-size:85%;">The wolf exterminator.<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtinnOBPy2lYrK8HZenwqwjdywxLgt9W4Ji9NF44bsoH36iSe8UgBTrX48dN34i3GsAKWbnnnkL7yblyeFzb0qYLGiEpegGyjstF_JbNoU9CGfrle56GFcJaM6zelN7Nj4ryE2k1d_8P8/s1600/Mo+Ranch_6252.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtinnOBPy2lYrK8HZenwqwjdywxLgt9W4Ji9NF44bsoH36iSe8UgBTrX48dN34i3GsAKWbnnnkL7yblyeFzb0qYLGiEpegGyjstF_JbNoU9CGfrle56GFcJaM6zelN7Nj4ryE2k1d_8P8/s400/Mo+Ranch_6252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725394375224927618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >Curiosity.<br /></span></div><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" >-ak</span>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-67482578097529890832012-02-27T17:22:00.003-08:002012-03-29T11:41:01.406-07:00Crying Wolf at the SAICFF<span style="font-family:times new roman;">My brother J.D. was awarded with "Best Creation Film" for his documentary <a href="http://www.cryingwolfmovie.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Crying Wolf</span></a> at the 2012 <a href="http://www.saicff.org/">San Antonio Independent Christian Film Festival</a>!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsZDDqcu5Y1OIK8hcSROiTccUk-GEIepm2ry0RC2_A4wN75ERd0p6rEPR1r7pXECwILfws0AfanKXgQRWrvZgKvuwSDshXhFj0X0rsk2asD90ljRWRfetge0-OH6gZ4G_6L2wfi2u7t9I/s1600/2012_SAICFF_6328.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsZDDqcu5Y1OIK8hcSROiTccUk-GEIepm2ry0RC2_A4wN75ERd0p6rEPR1r7pXECwILfws0AfanKXgQRWrvZgKvuwSDshXhFj0X0rsk2asD90ljRWRfetge0-OH6gZ4G_6L2wfi2u7t9I/s400/2012_SAICFF_6328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725139275560624706" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" ><br />"A desire accomplished is sweet to the soul." - Proverbs 13:19</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSvL9WNhx2LZRD_W56ZqW-yne2zl7AaMw0EdZ7UkECLyZpGgh1WIBWOKj8d-a2NN-nv2nxF_g9Q1_pM95bGE7ECvxzzs2-TOIM3m_lShl5uc3vdIo_gWxnYWkJihkbXe133m5hcljNIss/s1600/2012_SAICFF_6331_BW.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSvL9WNhx2LZRD_W56ZqW-yne2zl7AaMw0EdZ7UkECLyZpGgh1WIBWOKj8d-a2NN-nv2nxF_g9Q1_pM95bGE7ECvxzzs2-TOIM3m_lShl5uc3vdIo_gWxnYWkJihkbXe133m5hcljNIss/s400/2012_SAICFF_6331_BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725389482542911810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><br />“[T]his project wasn’t [fundamentally] about wolves or wolf re-introduction<br />but about reintroducing to the world biblical concepts of stewardship and dominion.”<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" > - J.D. King</span><br /></div></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66YyHubclMWjGLTsvf_d4aFBydGC-MT1f-Qmk6lUdmGZGVbqqpjK0LxV3a3TJmPTLDPf7XgyR4umVQjJsTcX08J5yAsRoMJjwXPZsPW7MSMN9pNfxYmiUW0BSkc26Mr3arSHD_OVv8Yg/s1600/2012_SAICFF_6348.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66YyHubclMWjGLTsvf_d4aFBydGC-MT1f-Qmk6lUdmGZGVbqqpjK0LxV3a3TJmPTLDPf7XgyR4umVQjJsTcX08J5yAsRoMJjwXPZsPW7MSMN9pNfxYmiUW0BSkc26Mr3arSHD_OVv8Yg/s400/2012_SAICFF_6348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725389841197429746" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><br />Christ-centered Kingdom vision for </span><br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">future generations saturated the festival.</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" >-ak</span>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-57123009939164206692012-01-01T20:05:00.000-08:002012-01-19T20:08:16.052-08:00Happy New Year!<span >A good word from Puritan J.C. Ryle to kick off the new Year of our Lord 2012!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtvUsLG7oF0oHJZKsrIHgTbIfXzOnXz5WB9j6lqlVPjD339C0oIafmkuMPQPC1kcBPLva0Ha4lbG0PDr9QoELbvGC_bP6Rk5FgH7gayEjNwTUaMSEjkrTOR3nzJHq8Jx63gdNO2xlIlf0/s1600/May+our+years2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 153px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtvUsLG7oF0oHJZKsrIHgTbIfXzOnXz5WB9j6lqlVPjD339C0oIafmkuMPQPC1kcBPLva0Ha4lbG0PDr9QoELbvGC_bP6Rk5FgH7gayEjNwTUaMSEjkrTOR3nzJHq8Jx63gdNO2xlIlf0/s400/May+our+years2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699560485190078146" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span >-a</span>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-40031868565407511412011-12-15T19:31:00.001-08:002012-03-29T15:39:56.566-07:00King's Christmas Letter 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZvk2IDckVRptiOaligpcPHMxtzKDXBkW0ZCcdCENrfN08V9v6JaOxp3Il9AD8xYJHSxRlGrGMpFlGgqkB5mKLafhJODEtO_ZJQa2kCZL7164ETIDJqpSnQm3zzZuxBKMl2UZvvuQ0rds/s1600/Christmas+Pic_BW.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZvk2IDckVRptiOaligpcPHMxtzKDXBkW0ZCcdCENrfN08V9v6JaOxp3Il9AD8xYJHSxRlGrGMpFlGgqkB5mKLafhJODEtO_ZJQa2kCZL7164ETIDJqpSnQm3zzZuxBKMl2UZvvuQ0rds/s400/Christmas+Pic_BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725451930685526786" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><i>{This is the King family newsletter for 2010-11, since we skipped last year. Mom wrote it beautifully, and she writes about little Isaac for those who depend more on yearly letters to catch up with us. She points them to my blog here for the full story. I will link to Isaac's story in the letter, so you don't have to wade through my entire blog to find it. We are so blessed gloriously above all that we could ask or think, and the Lord's mercy and goodness have followed us all year as He has graciously lead us in His footsteps. I hope you too have been drawn ever nearer to our loving Savior this past year. Merry Christmas! - Audrey}</i></span><br /><br /><div><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>Christmas Blessings from our home to yours! </span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>From prison, Dietrich Bonhoeffer wrote,</span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><blockquote> <i>“Life in a prison cell may well be compared to Advent. One waits, hopes, does this, that or the other-- things that are really of no consequence--the door is shut, and can only be opened from the outside.”</i> </blockquote></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>On Saturday, our family headed to the mountains to cut a Christmas tree and celebrate Jed’s birthday, but first stopped by the little cemetery to see Isaac’s new gravestone (it took awhile to get because I could not agree on just one scripture-- I wanted to put Genesis through Revelation!). Dusting the snow off of the small, shiny slab, we smiled to see the name and tiny footprints of our little boy along with Rev. 21:4 etched in the granite. We thanked God again for His goodness to us, and this reminder of how much we need Him. This is why He came, and we have much to celebrate. We serve a risen Savior! God is with us! I am reminded of when I was very pregnant with Isaac, and Wyatt (with his limited capacities) seeing my tears, patted my belly and said “No worry baby,” -- he understood. There is no worry or fear that Jesus hasn‘t covered so we might have joy. In the words of Bonhoeffer: </span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><blockquote><i>“We call on the name of the One who alone conquered fear, captured it and led it away in a victory parade, nailed it to the cross and banished it to nothingness; the name of the One who is the victory cry of the humanity that is redeemed from the fear of death-- Jesus Christ, the one who was crucified and lives. He alone is the Lord of fear; it knows him as its Lord and yields to him alone.” </i></blockquote> </span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>Jeff and I just celebrated our 25th anniversary-- he surprised me with a trip to Victoria, BC. We had such a fun, sweet time together. We really shouldn’t wait another 25 years! At least Jed figured out we are married-- when I was due with Isaac, he (then 5) asked me when Jeff and I were going to get married! (Maybe with the 8th on they way, we should think about it? J) Jeff is a wonderful, Godly, tender-hearted husband and daddy, and I remember seeing him with Isaac, and what a picture of Christ it was to me. Jeff and I are so thankful to see our oldest children able to work together on projects, their God-given talents complimenting each other so beautifully, and their passion for truth binding them together. We will also never forget the strength they were to us during our time in the hospital with Isaac, and their strong witness as they joyfully took over in the NICU, bringing the light of Christ in a tough place to be. Nor will we forget grown sons on their knees saying “I love you” and “I’m here, little buddy” over and over to a helpless little baby bearing God’s image...the girls cherishing every moment tho’ their mother-hearts were breaking... tears, but JOY.</span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>Right now, we are busy filling backorders of J.D.’s documentary (after two years of filmmaking, he finally “wrapped” it up in September). Someday he should do a story on making it as it is such a testimony of God’s faithfulness. Since the release, he and Cody have been on the road quite a bit for speaking engagements, radio shows (interviewed by a presidential candidate on one), magazine articles, etc. Visit his website at: www.cryingwolfmovie.com, and read the review by Jim Beers who worked under both the Reagan and Clinton administrations. Please keep J.D. in your prayers; he has taken a bold stand for truth and as the accolades swell, the opposition may as well.</span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>For those of you who may not know about our time with Isaac, God is good, there is much to tell. For now, please do us the honor of visiting Audrey’s blog where she beautifully shares a bit of our journey (many of her thoughts are also mine). <a href="http://audreykk.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html">www.audreykk.blogspot.com</a></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift-- the one that can never be taken away-- all that really matters! Each of our lives is but a nano-second in light of eternity, so let’s keep making it count!</span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>In His hands, and with all our love,</span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span>Laura for the King family</span></div>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9187512932626183593.post-87332498296486459802011-12-14T08:43:00.000-08:002011-12-14T09:51:05.503-08:00God was in the Manger<span style="font-family:arial;">Recently we read these quotes (below) from "God is in the Manger", a compilation of Dietrich Bonhoeffer's Advent Christmas writings. But thanks be to God! Jesus Christ did not stay in the manger. He has been from the manger to the cross, and has risen victorious to the right hand of the Father, and the knowledge of His Lordship will fill the earth far as the curse is found, and His unshakable Kingdom shall have no end. Christmas is a promise fulfilled, and we can be sure that all His other exceedingly great promises will be faithfully kept as well.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">While we live in between the Already and the Not Yet,</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> pain is real. But we find comfort that His pain was real too. In all our trials, He was born to be our Friend. Behold our King in a lowly manger! In His name all things will be set right one day, the path to misery will be closed for good, and tears will be wiped away. In our lives, we will be troubled, but fear not, for He has overcome the world. So we can sing, <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">even in a minor key</span>, "<span style="font-weight: bold;">Rejoice</span>." </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">This letter from an imprisoned Bonhoeffer to his fiancee is achingly beautiful, and something to ponder often during Advent and beyond.</span><br /><blockquote><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-body"><br /> . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .<br /><br /><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-body">"Be brave, my dearest Maria, even if this letter is your only token of my love this Christmas-tide. We shall both experience a few dark hours -- why should we disguise that from each other? We shall ponder the incomprehensibility of our lot and be assailed by the question of why, over and above the darkness already enshrouding humanity. We are being subjected to the bitter anguish of a separation whose purpose we fail to understand. And then, just when everything is bearing down on us to such an extent that we can scarcely withstand it, the Christmas message comes to tell us that our ideas are wrong, and that what we take to be evil and dark is really good and light because it comes from God. Our eyes are at fault, that is all. God is in the manger</span></span></span></span>, wealth in poverty, light in darkness, succor in abandonment. No evil can befall us; whatever men may do to us, they cannot but serve the God who is secretly revealed as love and rules the world and our lives<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-body"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-body">.</span></span>"</span></span></blockquote><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-body"><br /><br /><br />-ak<br /><blockquote></blockquote></span></span>Audreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02434528448281255233noreply@blogger.com0