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This week’s term: Sovereignty: (Communicable, but only in a very limited measure.) – The state or quality of being totally independent, unaccountable, and unquestionable. The right and ability to do all that one purposes, without outside approval or accountability. 

Note: I grew up in a Baptist church that taught the sovereignty of God. In recent years, I’ve learned that they believe God has control over all things, except His own plan of redemption. There is not a molecule in the universe that He does not control, and that includes the will of man. You either believe God is sovereign, or you believe He isn’t. His sovereignty should come as a great source of comfort for every believer, yet I have discovered that isn’t the case. Nothing causes Christians to scream and gnash their teeth so much as the statement that “God is sovereign over the souls of mankind, who are His creation.”  But even as they gnash, God is sovereign.

Last week’s term: Impeccability (Non-Communicable) – The quality of being unable to fail, err, or sin in any desire or action: not merely a state of perfection, but incapable of imperfection. Unable to sin, err, or fail in any way.

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I was a huge fan of Sandi Patty as a young teen. I spent hours lip syncing to her songs and dreaming about singing just like her. However, I must admit, I hadn’t thought about her in ages. When my husband informed me that Ms. Patty would be in our area for a farewell tour, all of those childhood memories came rushing back. “Would you like to go?” he asked.  Of course, my answer was yes!  I am looking forward to hearing her for the first time in person, and I’m even hoping for the chance to meet her.

Thinking about her again, I decided to search for her music online. I found several videos and a few articles. I had forgotten that shortly after the release of her album, Another Time, Another Place, in the early 90’s, her life and career took a turn for the worse. The book Broken on the Back Row written by Sandi, deals with her struggles with fame, marriage, adultery, divorce, her second marriage and her weight. Her story, like all Christians’, begins with brokenness, and ends in sweet redemption.

This is not a book that glamorizes sinful behavior. In fact, I was pleased that there are no gory details of her adultery (other than stating that it happened) or of her disagreements with her ex-husband. Sandi deals with her sin honestly, claiming full responsibility and outlining the steps she took to be forgiven and restored.

I suppose the thing that stood out to me was the fact that after her sin came out to the public, she lost everything. Churches cancelled her concerts, her recording house told her to wait before releasing another album and she was reviled in many Christian publications. She says that this was understandable, and she never resented the price she had to pay for her sin; she deserved it. This attitude gave her a new appreciation for the fans who forgave her and gave her a second chance. But it didn’t happen overnight. She paid (and is still paying) the consequences of her sin.

The book’s message is one of redemption, and that’s the most beautiful story of all.

Sandi’s parents are named Ron and Carolyn – just like my parents! Here is a moving video of Sandi singing with her dad, accompanied by her mother. I hope it blesses you as much as it did me.


If you like Sandi Patty, I think you’ll enjoy reading Broken on the Back Row.

With love,

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This weeks’ term: Impeccability (Non-Communicable) – The quality of being unable to fail, err, or sin in any desire or action: not merely a state of perfection, but incapable of imperfection. Unable to sin, err, or fail in any way.

Last week’s term: Immutability (Non-Communicable) – Never changing or varying; unchangeable; the state of being beyond any possibility of change. Not merely unchanging but unchangeable. Change necessarily involves some of kind of improvement or deterioration, or an adjustment necessary to prevent the same. Thus change would prove imperfection or potential imperfection, either before or after the change. Immutability does not preclude variation in administration, but the person of God.

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Honey for a Child’s Heart by Gladys Hunt is a book that has been in my life for years. I first saw it when my mother purchased it when I was young. I read it, or skimmed it, as a teen. When I saw that it was available to get at paperbackswap.com, I couldn’t resist snatching it up and re-reading it.

This book is what I call a “book of books”. It’s basically a book of book recommendations for the young, and young at heart. The categories reviewed are:

  1. Good Reading – General
  2. Poetry
  3. Christmas Stories
  4. Books to Help You Grow as a Christian

Each category is broken down into age brackets:

  • Preschoolers – Grade 3
  • Middlers (Grades 4-6)
  • Teens and Mature Readers

This older version of the book does not include advice or comments regarding e-books, because that wasn’t an option back then. But the only way this current information would affect this edition would be the references to dictionaries and methods of searching for out-of-print books. The Internet has brought so much information to our fingertips!

Before Mrs. Hunt begins her recommendations, she shares her thoughts regarding the desire to read, what makes a good book, and how a Christian should view books. She says, “…of all people on earth, committed Christians ought to be the most creative for they are indwelt by the Creator.” She says that books are one way in which we can “open up our horizons to a glimpse of God-huge thoughts, of beauty, of substance beyond our cloddish earthiness, of the immensity of all there is to discover.” (Isn’t that a lovely thought?!)

She continues, “Yet, tragically, Christians often seem most inhibited and poverty-stricken in human expression and creativity. Part of this predicament comes from a false concept of what is true and good. The fear of contamination has led people to believe that only what someone else has clearly labeled Christian is safe.” I couldn’t agree with that statement more!

I grew up in a strict home, but I only notice it now, looking back. During my childhood, I never felt inhibited. My parents did not raise me to fear “contamination”. My mother encouraged me to read all types of literature, nothing too far above my understanding, and certainly nothing filled with bad language or situations, but it didn’t have to be in the “Christian” section of the library. She taught me to overlook a single curse word if the book was true and lovely in its premise. She encouraged me to learn from both the hero and the villain in a story, and to look for symbols in literature. For example, when the animated movie, Beauty and the Beast, came out on VHS (in the olden days!), a person at my church scolded me for viewing it. “It promotes beastiality!” they said, shocked at my parents’ leniency. But I knew better. The beast was a symbol for a damaged human being, one who was unlovable, until Belle saw something in him that no one else did. When they shared a kiss at the end, he was transformed by her love into a human being once again. That’s how good stories are done; they are told in pictures, or through events, and those events tell us more than all the words of the book combined.

I fell in love with the Jamaican teacher in Sweet Whispers, Brother Rush because she did one thing – she showed up at a funeral and signed the guestbook. That one event told me all I needed to know (but had already suspected) about that teacher: she cared. It wasn’t told in the book, it was shown. That’s a sign of good literature.

There are a multitude of book recommendations in these pages, and some will be better than others. Mrs. Hunt’s taste and my own are not the same, but she offers a great starting place for one to find their way through the endless world of books. In fact, you could build an entire homeschooling curriculum with just this book and a library card.

There is, as I mentioned earlier, a newer version of this book available. But I like this one a lot. The familiar cover reminds me of my youth, my mother, and the wonderful friends to whom she introduced me: Books!

With love,

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This week’s term: Immutability (Non-Communicable) – Never changing or varying; unchangeable; the state of being beyond any possibility of change. Not merely unchanging but unchangeable. Change necessarily involves some of kind of improvement or deterioration, or an adjustment necessary to prevent the same. Thus change would prove imperfection or potential imperfection, either before or after the change. Immutability does not preclude variation in administration, but the person of God.

Last week’s term: Omnipotence (Non-Communicable) – Having totally unlimited power and authority. Not merely the right and ability to invade and change all things at will, but the constant state of sovereignly exercising His will in all things.

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Laci is wanting to learn sign language. When she pulled this book off the shelf, it brought back a host of memories.

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It’s just a basic book on American sign language. I bought it at a Brentano’s store in the mall in Little Rock many moons ago. (Yes, I’m showing my age. For you young whippersnappers, Brentano’s is a bookstore.)

You see, I had a plan. Actually, I had many plans. At age eighteen, my plan was to marry the guy I was dating. But when I found out that he was leading a double life in another town, the plan suddenly changed. Mom and Dad said, “Go to college,” which I misunderstood as, “Go look for a man elsewhere”. They even narrowed the field for me: Hyles-Anderson College (HAC) near Chicago or Oklahoma Baptist College in Oklahoma City. I picked HAC because, who would want to live in Oklahoma? (Sorry, Oklahoma! I love you now.) Of course, since I couldn’t cook well, sew at all, or play a single hymn on a piano, what decent Christian man would want me? I could boast the enviable traits of being able to read voraciously, write your term paper for you, organize your sock drawer by color, or discuss politics with you. I wasn’t exactly the Christian-ministry-worker’s dream wife.

As I was thinking about attending HAC, I knew that a ministry job was mandatory. My brother and sister had both graduated from there, as did their spouses, so I was familiar with the rules and regs. I chose the Deaf Ministry. I would LOVE to stand in front of a crowd of people and sign songs and sermons to them! Talking with my hands would be the next best thing to talking with my mouth! That’s when I bought this book. I wanted to get a head start on “the plan”.

But a phone call from a recruiter at HAC changed the plan.

He said some things that set off loud alarms in my head, and even louder ones in my Dad’s head. It was a sign (no pun intended) that maybe Hyles-Anderson wasn’t what we thought it was. We began to wonder if maybe they were man-centered instead of Christ-centered? Recent events regarding that institution have proven this to be the case, but back then, it was just starting to show.

Well, the recruiter got quite angry that I wasn’t agreeing with his statements and hung up on me. Dad spoke with some “senior officials” at the college and the man was told to apologize. He called the next day and actually said the words, “I was told to apologize.” This caused my dad’s frustration to became quite evident. In fact, his exact words were: “You are NOT going to that college.”

But even before that happened, I was hoping I wouldn’t have to go to that college. You see, in the meantime, I had met someone.  Someone who didn’t care that I couldn’t play the piano or sew or cook. Someone who liked hearing my ideas, and seeing me smile. Someone who wasn’t perfect and didn’t pretend to be; who made mistakes, and kept going anyway. That person has stayed with me for over eighteen years and has made me the happiest woman in the world.

I didn’t learn sign language. I didn’t get a college degree. I didn’t follow my plan, I followed God’s plan.

And that has made all the difference.

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This week’s term: Omnipotence (Non-Communicable) – Having totally unlimited power and authority. Not merely the right and ability to invade and change all things at will, but the constant state of sovereignly exercising His will in all things.

Last week’s term: Omniscience (Non-Communicable) –  Having infinite knowledge; Not to be seen as an ability to know, or to learn at will, all things, but involuntarily, knowing all things, and having known them at all times.

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I’m often overwhelmed with life (laundry, homeschooling, cooking, planning, and so forth), but I’m also overwhelmed with the responsibility of molding young minds and pointing hearts to the Lord. We read the Bible to them, we help them memorize scripture, we pray, we listen, we try to answer their tough questions, but, somehow, I know it’s not enough. I cannot change attitudes or hearts.

I admit that I fret about my role as a mother. If there were a “formula” to raising good kids, I would gladly follow it! But I know there isn’t. Each parent must raise their children according to scripture, but that’s no guarantee. I’ve seen strict, loving parents raise rebellious, hateful children. I’ve seen parents who were lazy and unfaithful to Christ raise hard-working, Christian children. I know Bible college grads who got married only to divorce a few years later, while some secular college grads marry and stay strong in their love for the Lord and each other for a lifetime (my parents fall into this category). So what made the difference? Christ’s habitation of the individual! You can deny the irresistible grace of God, but you can’t resist it. He is in control.

Last summer, one of our children got separated from us at a museum. It was an older child, but in those minutes of not knowing just where they were, my mind leapt to a thousand possibilities! Were they lost? Kidnapped? Hurt? As I prayed about it, the Lord gave me peace that they were okay. I could only search and pray. Terry found the child, and they were weeping as they rejoiced at being with us again. They had just gotten lost. The interesting part of this story is that this particular child had had a terrible attitude when we entered the museum. They didn’t want to be there, or be with us, or see what we wanted to see. When they returned with their father after a half-hour of separation, they were suddenly so grateful to be with their family. God had changed this child’s attitude in a way that I never could! This sort of thing doesn’t happen every time one of the children gets a bad attitude, but it doesn’t have to. God can use anything to turn a child’s heart toward Himself. And my prayer is just that – that He will do that which I cannot do.

I was a stubborn child, and I know that I caused my parents far more worry than either of my siblings did. But their response was to pray and to let God work in my life. And He did. I see what a wretch I was (and am), and this makes me so very grateful to have been born again! I can identify with the woman in Luke 7:47, about whom Christ said,  Wherefore I say unto thee, Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much: but to whom little is forgiven, the same loveth little.

When I share my fears with my husband, he often wisely reminds me, “Valerie, all you can do is pray. The Lord will do what is best.” What a comfort to rest upon the sovereign God of the ages! I don’t understand why so many people want to deny God His rightful place. They miss so much peace, comfort and joy.

I spend too much time worrying, and yes, I know that’s wrong. But it’s a blessing to know that regardless of how much I worry, God rules and reigns and “He hath done all things well” (Mark 7:37).

With love,

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Killing Reagan by Bill O’Reilly and Martin Dugard is the latest book in the “Killing” series. This has been an interesting series. I thoroughly enjoyed Killing Lincoln and Killing Kennedy. My first thought upon seeing the title of this latest book was, “Reagan wasn’t killed.” But I was interested, so I read it.

I was cognizant of only a small portion of Reagan’s presidency…mostly the end. I remember that my parents liked him very much, and that some of our relatives didn’t. I remember sitting at McDonald’s with my dad when a lady approached him and said, “Sir, do you know who you look like?”

“Ronald Reagan.” He said as he removed the lid from his hotcakes.

“Yes!” She exclaimed.

“I get that a lot.”

And that, my friends, is what I know about Reagan.

This book was a nice summary of Reagan’s presidency, which I clearly needed. It didn’t just cover the assassination attempt by John Hinckley, Jr., but also his unhappy marriage to his first wife, Jane Wyman, Nancy Reagan’s penchant for astrology and her very controlling ways. It discussed Richard Nixon, Mikhail Gorbachev, Margaret Thatcher and myriad behind-the-scenes people about whom I previously knew nothing. I was saddened to read that Reagan was not a moral man, having had multiple relationships between his marriages. I was shocked to read that Reagan impregnated Nancy before marriage, and that his children were neglected by both sets of parents (Reagan and Wyman and Reagan and Davis). In fact, his children with Nancy are a bit wacko – another tidbit that surprised me. In light of the current political scenario, here are some interesting facts about Reagan:

  • Reagan did not use Christianity as major plank in his political platform. Religion was hardly mentioned.
  • Reagan was divorced.
  • Reagan was a Democrat for many years before switching to the Republican party.
  • Reagan was a fornicator in between marriages, and an adulterer in his second marriage.

And yet, many Christians claim that Reagan was “The best president of our lifetime” and, indeed, he made tough calls time and time again. He was a great leader and truly, the “Great Communicator”.

Perhaps a man can be a bad Christian, but a good President?

I enjoyed the book because I liked Ronald Reagan. He seemed to be a very fatherly-type president, and hey, my dad looked like him (somewhat). But this book was not nearly as thrilling as Killing Lincoln was. However, if you like history, the presidents, or Reagan in particular, I think you will enjoy reading Killing Reagan.

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This week’s term: Omniscience (Non-Communicable) – Having infinite knowledge; Not to be seen as an ability to know, or to learn at will, all things, but involuntarily, knowing all things, and having known them at all times.

Last week’s term: Omnipresence (Non-Communicable) – Present in all places at all times. Not to be seen as able to be in all places at will, but involuntarily, and always, in all places, in full power and control.

Thanks for reading!

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