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Merry Christmas

Luke 2:14 “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!”

There is no way to peace along the way of safety. For peace must be dared, it is itself the great venture, and can never be safe. Peace is the opposite of security. To demand guarantees is to want to protect oneself. Peace means giving oneself completely to God’s commandment, wanting no security, but in faith and obedience laying the destiny of the nations in the hand of Almighty God, not trying to direct it for selfish purposes. Battles are won, not with weapons, but with God. They are won when the way leads to the cross. BONHOEFFER: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy; page 241

I wish everyone the daring peace that comes from giving ourselves completely to God.  Grace and peace be yours in abundance through the knowledge of God and of Jesus Christ our Lord.

Merry Christmas my friends.

Happy Mother’s Day

The Value of a Career in Motherhood.

Adapted from G.K. Chesterton’s essay, What’s Wrong with the World.

Mothers are quickly thrust into a career of immanent importance.  Their babies need not to be taught a trade, but to be introduced to the world.  To put the matter shortly, a mother is generally shut up in a house with a human being at the time when he or she asks all the questions that there are and even some that there aren’t. It would be odd if she retained any of the narrowness of a specialist.

Now if anyone says this duty of enlightenment is in itself too exacting and oppressive, I can understand the view.  I can only answer that God has thought it wise to cast this burden on women in order to keep common-sense in the world.  But when people begin to talk about this domestic duty as not only difficult but trivial and dreary, I simply give up on the question.  For I cannot with the utmost energy of imagination understand what they mean.

When Motherhood, for instance, is called drudgery, all the difficulty arises from a double meaning in the word.  If drudgery only means dreadfully hard work I admit the mother drudges in the home.  But if it means that the hard work is more heavy because it is trivial, colorless and of small importance to the soul, then I say, I give up; I do not know what you mean.

To be the Queen within a definite area, deciding sales, banquets, labors and holidays; to be in business in a certain area, providing a certain expertise or service; to be Aristotle, teaching within a certain area, morals, manners and philosophy; I can understand how this can exhaust the mind, but how can it not also narrow it?  How can it be an important career to tell others about the Rule of Three, and an unimportant career to tell ones own children about everything in the universe?  How can it be more meaningful to tell the same thing to everyone, and less meaningful to be everything to someone?  No; a mothers career is laborious, but because it is gigantic, not because it is minute.  I will pity Mrs. Jones for the hugeness of her task; I will never pity her for its smallness.

Thy love let it my heart over power

Give me a faith which can remove
And sink the mountain to a plain;
Give me the childlike praying love
Which longs to build thy house again;
Thy love, let it my heart o’erpower,
Let it my ransomed soul devour.
I would the precious time redeem
And longer live for this alone—
To spend and to be spent for them
Who have not yet my Savior known;
Fully on these my mission prove,
And only breath, to breath thy love.
My talents, gifts and graces, Lord,
Into Thy blessed hands receive;
And let me live to preach thy word,
And let me to thy glory live;
My every sacred moment spend
In publishing the sinner’s Friend.’
Enlarge, inflame and fill my heart
With boundless charity divine;
So shall I all my strength exert,
And love them with a zeal like Thine;
And lead them to Thine open side,
The sheep for whom their shepherd died.
Charles Wesley