Word of God

Quote from Corrie Ten Boom's The Hiding Place, chapter 13, Ravensbruck:

Like waifs clustered around a blazing fire, we gathered about it, holding out our hearts to its warmth and light. The blacker the night around us grew, the brighter and truer and more beautiful burned the word of God. "Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?. . .Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us."

Father's Day

Sunday
June 21, 2009

On this day of celebrating fatherhood we experience the joys of life. This day, the first of summer is welcomed with barbecue, swimming, the loss of a tooth, nature study and Olloliberry pie. Julia lost a tooth this morning, now missing her two front teeth! She looks seven:) James wants to learn how to swim, losing his "pool muscles" for a kick board. He is getting used to the feeling of going under:) The Yellow Jacket nest was going to come down from the lantern after all had left Aunt Shanda's pool.

Birds

What a beautiful journey this year has been. And now Year 1 comes to an end. Back in the fall, Julia drew her first bird in her nature journal after listening to a story about Jenny Wren in The Burgess Bird Book for Children. I fell in love with her little House Wren and anticipated the little bird drawings to come. Below is a slide show of all her Year 1 birds.

An excerpt from chapter 12 about Goldy the Baltimore Oriole:

"We simply must have this piece of string," said Mrs. Goldy. "I've been hunting everywhere for a piece of string, and this is the first I've found. It is just what we need to bind our nest fast to the twigs. With this I won't have the least bit of fear that the nest will ever tear loose, no matter how hard the wind blows."
Once more they tugged and pulled and pulled and tugged until at last they got it free, and Mrs. Goldy flew away in triumph with the string in her bill. Goldy himself followed. Peter watched them fly to the tip of a long, swaying branch of a big elm-tree up near Farmer Brown's house. He could see something which looked like a bag hanging there, and he knew that this must be the nest.

Julia's Nature Journal: BIRDS

God's Will

I love this quote I read last evening in The Hiding Place:

But Betsie put a finger on my mouth. "Don't say it, Corrie! There are no 'if's' in God's world. And no places that are safer than other places. The center of His will is our only safety--Oh, Corrie, let us pray that we may always know it!"