Chapel Bells to New Beginnings

scan0022Finish.  Often and often it entwines with… fresh, blooming, beginning… doesn’t it?  Occasions a celebration!  A sigh of satisfaction… a whimper of worry, yet a picnic hamper of hope!

Because, as in the pages of a beloved novel we don’t want to end, we are reading with anticipation of joining in the story unfolding and following it with anticipation for circled open-ended conclusion.  Open-ended because in one way or other, the story continues… leaves us room to breathe with imagination, to move on to a new time and place and reason for creating, take the Lord’s Hand as He leads us on with the merriment of surprises planned ahead for you, for me, a-sparkle in His eye…

I’m thinking today of my beauty in redemption friend Shelly, who is in the midst of finish of one kind… and breathlessly, pensively, wonderingly placing her hand in His for the next part of her story (http://redemptionsbeauty.com/2014/07/24/surrender-2/ ).  I’m praying blessings upon her bon voyage, unexpected friendships on her horizon, life punctuated with ministering angels and even – here and there –  afternoon refreshings of garden party tea.  Gifts sent ahead of her and waiting with ribbons for her family to untie in the shade of rolling green and to the gentle, whispering, beckoning music of Westminster chimes.

I’m thinking of myself and others in betwixt what was and what is yet to be.  And thankful — so filled with thoughts of proclaiming the Lord’s Glory over our earth, over our hearts and lives.  Surrendering my worries like my sorrowful breadcrumbs tossed up to the skies… Looking up to the One who knows the beginning and the end… who is Alpha and Omega…

And in this moment, I feel His laughter as sunshine as He says…

Join in the festive of this moment.  Refreshed in My Garden.  Replenished by My food and drink and made whole by fellowship I send.   Finish is the chapel bell to new beginnings…

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This reminds me of a lovely little song from an old movie, Deanna Durbin singing in Mad about Music…   (Listen here:   :)   — Sorry for those of you who already tried to link to hear this, but I  just discovered the link I first put here was a foreign dubbed version!  Didn’t have my sound on…  :) This one should work!

Deanna Durbin - Chapel Bells

 

 

Chapel bells
How I love the melodies they bring
Chapel bells tell of youth and spring.

Through the years
They have chimed their story of romance
Through the years
Love has found it's chance.

Gone is every note of sadness
When their music fills the air
When they ring their song of gladness
Happy hearts are everywhere.

Chapel bells
How I hope some day
That there may be
Chapel bells, ringing out for me.

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Chapel bells

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Chapel bells tell of youth and spring.

Gone is every note of sadness
When their music fills the air
When they ring their song of gladness
Happy hearts are everywhere.

Chapel bells, hear them ringing
Loud and strong
Chapel bells, making love a song.

~Jimmy McHugh/Harold Adamson 1938

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A Joyful, New-to-Me, Word!

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A few weeks ago, I began a new post category of Forget-Me-Not Words.  Especially those that inspire Beauty… Hope… Light!

 Perhaps I’ve heard or read them – somewhere- before.  Only to have them float out of memory as a will o’ wisp.  So when I come upon these flowerets in my reading (particularly in my favorite British novels) .   I want to pluck them, place them in a freshwater vase…here…for you.

Today… the word is…

To Limn (verb):  to draw or paint (either through words or art), to outline, delineate with sharp detail;  to describe a scene so vividly as to make someone feel they can see it. 

Origin: Middle English limnen to illuminate (a manuscript), probably back-formation from lymnour illuminator, alteration of lumenur, from Anglo-French aluminer, enluminer to illuminate, ultimately from Latin illuminare.  First Known Use: 1592

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“Day followed day and I scarcely noticed how they passed.  I was enthralled by the task of editing Garth’s book.  I went with him step by step upon his journey, I shared his vigils, shared his discomforts, shared his keen enjoyment of the beauties which had encompassed him.  I grew to know his companions through Garth’s eyes… they were all alive and vivid — Garth had limned them in a few words. “

                                          ~ D.E. Stevenson, The Young Clementina

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The image I am dreaming of is like a breeze ruffling through tiny, sunshiny dresses and sailor boy bloomers.  Billowing them up, up, up – like giggling girls and boys on a swing – to chase, to reach, to touch the clouds!  The sky is blue upon blue.  The air clear and crisp and fresh-launder-scented.  And in the lilt of happy, chattering birdsong I feel… merry!

“Limning,” I see then, smiling at the thought that God has just…limned… a picture across my mind.  So vividly, my fingers itch to draw a new childhood-reminiscent  note card with this simple scene.   Can I limn it for others, make them feel such a… mmm… flash of springtime joy?

Can You make my words, my art, do that too?  I silently sing heavenwards.

Warmth, like butter melting over golden pancakes, spreads over me with a life-stemming reminder.

The world is looking for my living epistles.  To read Me and find Me in you…(and you… and you too!)  I want to be the Companion others get to know through your eyes… alive and vividly drawn through the Words and pictures I limn of who I AM… in you… through you…

[Like Garth's writing limned for Charlotte, in D.E.'s The Young Clementina, I see then.  Illuminating with joy.]

Like the wind billowing through your soul and sending another up to touch the clouds!

In gifts and dreams I place in your hands, yes. 

But also…In everyday moments… in your eyes… in gracious words to a harried stranger.

It is then I remember recent times when disgruntled feelings got the best of me.  Of just wanting things the way I want them.  Of not even thinking about windows and doors God might want to open as encouragement to someone else – because it’s too easy to be caught up in necessities of life that keep me from seeing.

O Father, Holy Spirit, forgive me… illuminate and remind me in every day.  “In my vigils, in my discomforts and in my joys, in the keen enjoyment of beauties you encompass round me” — may my life  ever be, a living, limning, letter of You.

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I particularly love the origin of illuminate to this word, limn.

 In what way would you like God to limn His letter -

like a breeze through someone’s window-

through you today?

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Double Blessing

Digital CameraReflecting on God’s goodness, power and Life in His Words  and miracles of grace He has shown me even this afternoon…  I’ve been thinking today of how it is no coincidence but God’s design that even numbers have meaning in the original Hebrew of the Bible.  Meaning that unlocks more of His Heart to us…

Seven… as in the seventh year of Jubilee… connotes blessing and favor.  Debts and past pain – wiped out and forgiven.   A Year of GRACE…and new beginnings.

Reminding me of Isaiah 61:  The Year of the Lord’s Favor

61 The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me,
    because the Lord has anointed me
    to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
    to proclaim freedom for the captives
    and release from darkness for the prisoners,[a]
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor…    ~ Is 61: 1,2 NIV

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And today, on this 14th day of the seventh month of the year 2014… 

  • May you stand open-armed beneath a double double blessing of His Glory and Favor and Light!
  • For He is still declaring this Word over you – setting you free from whatever is holding you captive!
  • Encircling the brokenhearted in His embrace! 
  • Releasing us from the lies of the darkness, from the Thief who comes to steal and kill! 
  • And proclaiming NOW is the time of our Lord’s Great Invitation to Grace! 

Like the Psalmist… my heart and pen are filled with a beautiful thought…

O, Let us extol and bless the Name of our awesome God on High

and give thanks for songs of victory He is singing over us,

safety in the shelter of His care,

healing risen in His wings,

LOVE that lifts us up as lights upon a hill,  declaring us HIS!

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The Trysting Place: Part Two

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He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High [El ‘Elyon]
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty [El Shaddai].

Psalm 91:1 NKJV

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When you meditate on God’s Word,” a minister says this week, “take time to repeat it to yourself often.  Ponder it as you wait in traffic, while putting on a load of wash, when pushing a cart through the grocery lines.  Pray the verse over yourself and others.  Let it soak into your spirit until the words are written there like a song… muttering it softly in worship, as David did…And the Holy Spirit will speak new revelations to you that you never before perceived… ”  

And as I have,  I began to think of all the shadings of meanings found in various translations… and that we might ponder these together… :)

  • Living in the Most High’s shelter,
        camping in the Almighty’s shade [CEB]
  • You …who spend your nights in the shadow of Shaddai… [CJB]
  • Live under the protection
        of God Most High
        and stay in the shadow
        of God All-Powerful.  [CEV]
  • shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.  [DARBY]
  • You can go to God Most High to hide.
        You can go to God All-Powerful for protection. [ERV]
  • You who sit down in the High God’s presence,
        spend the night in Shaddai’s shadow…  [Message]

View of sun burst above clouds and ocean, purple sunset.. Fotosearch ...   Then, at hebrew4christians.com, looking up the meaning behind the original Hebrew word used for ‘secret place’ here,  I found THIS...

“The sages say that Moses wrote Psalm 91 as he dwelt in the secret place of the Most High God, in the “midst of the dark cloud” (Exod. 24:18),

a place of sacred and holy concealment. The thick clouds are a “hiding place” for him (Job 22:14).

Notice that the one who “abides” in the secret of the Most High dwells in an ascended place of rest – being lifted up above the surrounding madness of this fallen world of flux and shadows.

The Hebrew word means to lodge or to “sleep” , connecting it with death and resurrection.

By dwelling in the death and resurrection of Yeshua (Jesus), God will shield you with His Presence and make evil powerless before you.”

    So beautiful, isn’t it?  He conceals us so deeply in Himself, lifts us up and out, shields and renders evil powerless… as we dwell in, abide in, camp out in, spend our lives in His presence!

Meditating on these thoughts, lifting up my prayers for myself and others, I asked Him again – what is on YOUR Heart, Lord?

Over and over again, He spoke this thought into me:  “Pray for the peace of Jerusalem:  “May they prosper who love you.”  Psalm 122:6 [NKJV]   In prayers for My Beloved Land and People, My Blessings flow also unto you…

O Father, I began… Cover Jerusalem in the shadow of the Almighty… May they know you as their refuge and fortress… send your angels to lift them up… protect and preserve…

And so, I invite you to join me

in lifting up this land on God’s Heart

in the prayers of Psalm 91

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I love the depth of even one verse such as this one…

especially the idea of His holding us close in “holy concealment,” under His shade.

Does one of these meanings speak significantly to you today?

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Sailor Days

There’s something so jaunty and lyrical and just plain fun about sailor dress that I’ve always, always loved! 

So maybe it is no surprise that as I ruminated the other day over some new ideas for creating some note cards (hoping to entice a children’s place I know), a line from a very old but mystifyingly familiar tune skipped right up and over me…

By the sea…by the sea…by the beautiful sea. 

You and I, you and I… O how happy we’ll be! 

and even before I began to draw, seemed to pen itself  round the edges of this card!  :)

 

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I’m still not sure where the memory of this  playful ditty is coming from… though I have a flash of an I Love Lucy skit in mind…

but it is rippling over and over me like wave lace on sand.  And making me smile with song.

I searched online and found it was part of a popular musical, lyrics written by a prolific songwriter (H. Atteridge)  in…1914!

One hundred years ago… and still brightening corners. 

O, for such lasting fruit of one life to another! 

 

Is there a song playing round the edges of your thoughts today? 

May it skip and laugh and ripple out to all you meet… 

with little cracker jack sailor buttons and bows…

that light the summer sailor days kid in you!   

  William Merritt Chase - The Lake for Miniature YachtsOne of my favorite paintings, by William Merritt Chase…

“The Lake for Miniature Yachts”

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The Trysting Place: Part One

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He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High [El ‘Elyon]
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty [El Shaddai].

Psalm 91:1 NKJV

God invites you and I to dwell with Him, abide under His shadow, 

in “the secret place.” 

Psalm 91 is continually whispering round the corners of my thoughts and prayers and suddenly I recognize He is nudging me to pay attention.  I usually come to Him with my prayer list first, but today I am drawn to knowing – what is God wanting to tell meHoly Spirit,  Help me know more of You,” I pray then.  “To know what is on your heart, not just my own…

Meditate on My Promises… My Covenant with My Own… verse by verse.  Come, dwell awhile with me in My Secret Place…

A new question rises in me that I’ve never thought to ask before, plainly just assuming I know.   “Where – where is the Secret Place, Lord?”

See how two of my Names are juxtaposed in this first verse? He leads.   The secret place is there – between the Most High and under the shadow of Almighty…  

And meditating on that, I begin to glimpse.  The Secret Place is resting between the Most High God (El Elyon – Most High, as in the Supreme Court, go up, ascend) and Almighty (El Shaddai – the name God commands Abram to be blameless and promises him – and through Jesus, now us too — the Covenant; the All Sufficient One, One mighty to nourish, satisfy and supply).

It is God inviting us to the Blessing Covenant of Abraham now, because of Jesus paving the way, right to His Heavenly Throne.   A place where no evil can dwell.  In the heavenlies, seated right with Most High.  In the place where He is our all in all, our provider, our strength.

I come from a place of weakness, He draws me up into strength.  I come from a place of undernourished – He bids me come to where He makes me whole.   I come from a place of lack and need – He holds all I need from outstretched, nail-scarred hands.

“I am here,” I pray.   “What do you want to say to me, Father?  Please help me to hear… “

Just…be.   Be…with…Me.

I confess,  “Often Lord, I don’t know how to do that.  How do I sit with you – fully with you – not distracted by countless other thoughts, sights, sounds, even scents around me…?”

I remember something I heard a minister sharing once.  How he’d been about to close a time of prayer when he felt the Lord bidding him, O won’t you stay – just a little longer?” Like Jesus in the Garden, saying, “Can’t you stay –?  I just love being with you…”  Something I’d never thought of before – that like we are with our friends and loved ones, God yearns to keep us close, listening to Him as He holds us…

Sit with me, child.  I want to feel the warmth of you…to enfold you in the warmth of me. 

Tears seep through my lashes.  I will rest, abide, be nourished and strengthened and healed, know your heartbeat, O Lord… here in the secret place between You O Most High and All Sufficient One.  I will dwell in the shelter of your arms…

There is one Name I am whispering over and over as I do.   Jesus… Jesus… Jesus…

Softly then, like the wind breezing through the branches outside my windows, come His words a stirring…Heart to heart…

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What do you hear Him confiding to your heart

in this first verse of Psalm 91?

This is the first in a series of Psalm 91 meditations I want to write here.  I invite you to bless us all by sharing in my comment section what God may be speaking to you as you meditate on these beautiful Psalm lines.  (Because I know our Father is opening His heart to each of us, giving us nuggets to discover  in His Word in more ways than one.)    Or to put your link there of any posts you may have written on this Psalm, as I continue to go verse by verse in coming posts!   :)

 

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mbined with the word for God, “El”, it then becomes the “One mighty to nourish, satisfy, and supply”. – See more at: http://www.myredeemerlives.com/namesofgod/el-shaddai.html#sthash.D4t1xOhN.dpuf
Combined with the word for God, “El”, it then becomes the “One mighty to nourish, satisfy, and supply”. – See more at: http://www.myredeemerlives.com/namesofgod/el-shaddai.html#sthash.D4t1xOhN.dpuf
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Happy 4th!

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It’s always there in simple parade bands and homemade floats wending through quaint neighborhoods… reflected in the words and prayers and patriotic spirit of the people.

It shines in kaleidoscope lights flashing jewel radiance across the night sky…and  triumphant march notes on air.  Stirring the spirit to Majesty.

But most especially, I sense it high and lifted up each and every time I sing this song…  knowing The Glory of His Worshipful Presence by the lump these heartfelt, prayerful words and music rise in my throat:

 

While the storm clouds gather far across the sea
Let us swear allegiance to a land that’s free
Let us all be grateful for a land so fair
As we raise our voices in a solemn prayer

God bless America, land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with a light from above
From the mountains, to the prairies

To the oceans white with foam
God bless America
My home sweet home

~ Irving Berlin

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May His Spirit stir hearts afresh with His Glory

like an ever growing breeze blowing far and wide across this country!

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