Saturday, September 27, 2014

The Throne

Years ago when my kids were little and still lived at home, I was cleaning the bathroom one day. Some people refer to using that room for an extended time as "sitting on the throne."


I was praying that particular day and thanking the Lord that I kneel before His throne even though I was momentarily kneeling before the ceramic one. I have often remembered that prayer.










Imagine my surprise during this recent vacation when I noticed the name on the toilet!



I was laughing out loud. No, I do not think badly of church, especially my home congregation. In light of that prayer years ago this was just highly amusing to me.

Hope I made you chuckle.

Monday, May 19, 2014

Guinea Pigs are For Loving!

Especially when you are three years old and your sisters are in school!
 Will he remember being this relaxed and enjoying something this simple?
Lord, I hope so!





Sunday, May 18, 2014

Accoutrements for Being Made New 1979




Accoutrements for Being Made New © 1979       Molly Lin Dutina
2 COR 5:17 So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation:
everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new!
 



PART 1 - MADE NEW

"In Christ, there is a new creation..."
Yet being made over is a difficult thing
Yielding   Bending    Changing   Arranging  Relinquishing
               
I opened the door and invited Him in
I’m surprised to find I keep pushing Him out
and shutting that door!
Then I need to extend the invitation again!
Christ offers a new life
But I have to yield to Him.
Lord, give me an appetite to desire change.

To walk with the Lord
I must unpack my bags

Remove the unnecessary costumes
Discard excess equipment gathered on my own
Let the Lord
provide for my journey.

PART 2 - ACCOUTREMENTS

Once I sought to find a way
I hungered after truth
I thirsted for a refreshing drink
but philosophy was like drinking dust
the occult left me anxious and beggarly inside
my own will never satisfied for very long.
Books filled only with words, words, words.
My baggage was a heavy burden
Filled with unforgiveness and self-deceit.

Now I seek to find His way
through all circumstances that occur
I no longer hunger and thirst
(unless I choose to)
for provisions have been made for me
by Jesus
through God's Spirit
directly to the Father.

I needn't look to myself for answers.
no other person can wholly direct my way.
All I seek is knowledge of God's will for today.
He is given to me as the Bread of Heaven
with rivers of Living Water within.


And the Way is there
He goes before me
leaving food and drink
along the path,
gifts for my soul.

He is my Scout, Holy Guide
through the wilderness of this journey
to the Godhead.
How can I seek to serve any others
with Jesus carrying my suitcase?

He not only gave me new luggage
but filled it with armor and food,
Wisdom beyond books,
all delights of nature,
Treasures of heaven,
far surpassing old imaginings.

The door is irrelevant now
He is invited to dwell in every area of my life.
He abides with me and in me.
May I be yielded to Him forever.
 

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Cincinnati Nature Center

Our family has drawn encouragement and amusement from this Nature Center for years. Can you guess what is making the rings in these photos?



Not raindrops!






Tadpoles singing "Reach up and kiss the sky!" as they grab a gulp of air.

Friday, May 16, 2014

Suet Flurries

We have been blessed occasionally  to have this Pileated Woodpecker come right on the deck to our suet feeder. I have been asking the Lord to never let the sight of him up close to become common place. Yep! He became a poem topic.
Suet Flurries © 2014 Molly Lin Dutina    
Pileated on our deck having breakfast
sends suet flurries as pieces roll down his belly
over his tail
to the ground
where squirrel, sparrow, cardinal, junco
all delight at the feast on the lawn
easy breakfast harvest!
Black capped chickadee wants a turn
At suet block
As yet unaware of free falling bounty.

The squirrel warms herself
on the tree trunk in the morning sun
stretched her full length
awaiting the infusion of warmth.

Spring rains
            Wind, thunder
            Fragrant hyacinths
                        Hillside purple with flowers
            Demure trout lilies quickly go to seed.

Forsythia blooms
            Lilac buds opening
                        Pussy willow full blown
                        Soon to send out leaves
Twisty willow branch from florist
            Rooted in the arrangement and sent out one leaf!
            Hope to nurture it and plant it outside
February Primrose is pot bound now
            Ready to live in the garden

Im pot bound in homemaker duties
            Lord help me enter
            Your center-down silence
            And glory in praising You
            Even in activities of the mundane
Oh fragrant April morning
            Gusty hyacinth perfume
            Raindrops glisten on garden border fence
Symphony of bird song
            Sidewalk littered with night crawlers

Insistent bird cries, “Awake! Spring is here. Now."
I praise You in the work You have given me

in this part of Garden Earth.


Thursday, May 15, 2014

Kemper Crabb - Doulos

This pretty much says it all for me! Went on-line trying to find a video of the song. This was all I could find. I own original vinyl album and would love to have it in CD form!

Doulos is one who gives themself for service of another. 

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Murmuring

PHIL 2:14 NKJV Do all things without complaining and disputing,

NRSV  Do all things without murmuring and arguing,

ALL THINGS, yikes! I am in trouble.
So here is the hand causing so much pain and medical expense. Two surgeries the doctor would like to perform. One is on that thumb joint. he would take tendon from somewhere else on my body and rebuild the padding for the thumb joint. 
I have a lovely new black plastic splint for the index finger. It gets put on with bright white tape. Oh, so subtle!

And today, for no reason at all, my back has seized up. So I am gimping around trying to stretch it out - and not complain! 

But I did get lots of poetry edited today! And the rain sounds lovely. The web said this was a poster published in 1939. Certainly applies to us all today!