Wednesday, December 27, 2017

12 Days at Bleakly Manor. A Book Review.

Several weeks ago I was indulging in one of my favorite pastimes, browsing through bookstores, when I came across this little book:




I loved the look of it. I loved that it had "Dickens" in the title. I was intrigued, so I bought the book, and settled into one of the cozy chairs with my cup of coffee in hand and begin reading. I was not disappointed!

12 Days at Bleakly Manor would make Agatha Christie proud. There is a love story, some humor, and a mystery to be solved. The characters are interesting, if a bit quirky, with names like Mr. Pocket, Madmoiselle Pretents, and Mr. Tallgrass. It almost sounds like the board game Clue, doesn't it?

The main characters are Clara Chapman and Benjamin Lane. Each of them, along with the other characters, has received an intriguing invitation to spend the 12 days of Christmas 1850 in an English manor house, with the promise of a reward if they stay the entire 12 days. Although none of the other characters has previously met, Clara and Benjamin were once engaged to be married, which complicates things a bit.

I had not previously read any of Michelle Griep's books, but I'm very glad I came across this one. If you're a fan of holiday tales, of the Victorian era, of English manor houses, or of mysteries, then I invite you to get a cup of tea or coffee, settle into your favorite chair, and enjoy this one. I think you'll be glad you did!

12 Days of Christmas at Bleakly Manor by Michelle Griep is book one in the Once Upon a Dickens Christmas series, and is available in paperback or for Kindle.






Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Christmas Future

Christmas Day 2017 is now a memory. Of course, at least for most of us, it's still with us because there's the clean-up to do. But the celebrating is done and we're moving on to the next thing.

I confess that I've already given a little thought to Christmas 2018. That's because, if we stay on the same schedule that has worked for us for all these years, next year our family will all be together for Christmas. I'm looking forward to that!

And I'm looking forward to all the Christmases to come. I love the Christmas season!

But I'm also looking forward to the day when we are no longer celebrating the birth of Jesus. To the day when we are in His presence, celebrating HIM forever!

What a day that will be!

"Worthy is the Lamb who was slain, to receive power and wealth and wisdom and might and honor and glory and blessing! To Him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be blessing and honor and glory and might forever and ever!" (Revelation 5:12-13 ESV)

Saturday, December 23, 2017

Christmas Present. Thankful.

Yesterday I wrote about Christmases past. It was my intent to write today about Christmas Present.  To write about how we're celebrating this year. Less decorations, less food, less of everything....probably not unlike other empty-nesters whose families are elsewhere this Christmas.


Instead, I'm writing today about something different. About Christmas Present in a different sense of the word. Christmas Present for us this year will be a quiet celebration. But quiet celebrations can be good times for pondering. The Scripture tells us that Mary "pondered these things in her heart."


This Christmas, I'm pondering all the reasons I love Christmas. All the reasons I have for being thankful. Certainly that includes the fact that my health is greatly improved since last hear at this time. I'm thankful for all the family and friends who are part of my life. Having lived in as many places as we have, we have friends near and far, all of whom have had an impact on my life. At Christmastime, particularly, I think about them, and I am so thankful for the gift of all these presents in my life.


This morning, as I'm pondering, I'm thanking God for the gift of Christmas. For the music of Christmas. For this season when we focus on giving gifts to those we love and sharing with those we don't know who have need. For the reason we celebrate this season.

I'm thankful for Jesus. Thankful that "though He was in the form of God, [He] did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made Himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.  And being found in human form, He humbled Himself in becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross."  (Philippians 2:6-8 ESV)

I'm thankful for Christmas. Thankful for THE Christmas Present! Because without Christmas, we would have no reason to celebrate Easter!

"But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the Law, so that He might redeem those who were under the Law, that we might receive the adoption as sons."  (Galatians 4:4-5 NASB)


"And the Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.  We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.  And from his fullness we have all received grace upon grace.  For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ."  (John 1:14, 16-17 ESV)

Friday, December 22, 2017

Remembering Christmases Past


Christmas is such a nostalgic time, isn't it?

Every year as the season rolls around, I find myself traveling down memory lane, remembering Christmases past and the people that shared them.

It starts as I get decorations and ornaments out of their storage spaces. Remembering where I bought this ornament or who gave me that one. Remembering my mother as I get out the snowmen she made or as I hang the door decoration she quilted. Remembering travels and the ornaments purchased on those trips.  Remembering.

Throughout the season, more memories flood my thinking. At Christmas I often feel particularly nostalgic about my trips to Israel. A few years ago, for three out of four Christmas seasons, some part of my holiday - either just before Christmas or shortly after Christmas Day - was spent in the Holy Land. One year, in fact, we spent New Year's Eve in Bethlehem!


 
 
As I have hung ornaments we purchased in Israel, as I have placed the olive wood nativity set we purchased in Bethlehem carefully in its place, and as my eyes are drawn to other things we purchased while we were there, my heart and mind have traveled back again and again. Such a flood of memories!
 
This morning I read Matthew's account of Mary and Joseph traveling with Baby Jesus to Egypt to escape King Herod. And as I read I could vividly recall our first trip to the Holy Land, before the Arab Spring, which included several days in Egypt. We visited one of the places where it is believed that Mary and Joseph and Jesus lived while they were there. 
 
 
As my Advent readings have taken me through the Scriptures, through the prophecies and through the gospel accounts, my memories have taken me to Bethlehem, to the place of Christ's birth.
 
 
And to a field outside Bethlehem where shepherds first heard the news, announced by the angels,  
of the birth of the Savior.
 
 
During those visits to Israel, we walked where Jesus walked. We went to Nazareth and to Galilee.
And to Jerusalem. There we followed His footsteps from Gethsemane to Calvary. And we stood on the Mount of Olives, the place where one day He will return to earth.
 
 
 
Christmas makes me nostalgic. It has me looking back. But it also causes me to look forward, to that Christmas yet future when Christ will return to earth. No longer a Baby in a manger, but King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
  

"On that day his feet shall stand on the Mount of Olives that lies before Jerusalem on the east."  (Zechariah 14:4 ESV)
 
Thinking about Israel makes me nostalgic. Christmas music has that effect as well. There are some songs that evoke strong memories of Christmases past. Of the people and places that I associate with them. Of the times I sang them or heard them sung.
 
O Holy Night is one of those kinds of songs. I love how it covers all the parts of the Christmas story.  The night of Christ's birth. The angels. The star. The wise men. The manger. And the reason for His coming. He knows our need. To our weakness He is no stranger. In all our trials born to be our Friend. He taught us to love one another. His law is love and His gospel is peace. In His name all oppression shall cease. 
 
Particularly in this Christmas season, this season of violence and discord and tension and murder and terrorism and persecution, we need that message more than ever.
 
"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.  Of the increase of his government and of peace, there will be no end."  (Isaiah 9:6-7a ESV)
 
 
Hear David Phelps sing O Holy Night here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElJ0fiD0lkc

Thursday, December 14, 2017

The Greatest Christmas Miracle

I am a Christmas miracle!


At this time last hear, I was beginning outpatient therapy following a hemorrhagic stroke. While I was in the hospital, the doctors had told my husband that I might not wake up. That if I did wake up, I have severe limitations as a result of the stroke. I might not be able to talk normally. I probably would, at the very least, need to use a cane. More likely, I would need a walker or a wheelchair. The prognosis for my full recovery was very bleak.


When I was taken from the hospital to Spartanburg Rehabilitation Institute, I was taken in an ambulance. Three weeks later, I walked out the door, with help from my walker. Today, I need no assistance to walk.


While I still have a few issues related to speech and memory, the doctors got it completely wrong! I sometimes mix words up and I have trouble remembering things, but my recovery is nothing short of miraculous!


I have often been told that I have done well because I worked really hard (I did!) and because I am a really strong woman. While that may be true, that is not why I am a Christmas miracle. This is all because of God and His amazing grace! This is a miracle of God's doing!


Why me and why not others? I don't know. I have no answer for that, except to say that God has a plan and a purpose for all things. Just as He had a plan and a purpose for the miracle in Bethlehem some 2000 years ago.


The greatest Christmas miracle took place in a stable in Bethlehem. The miracle had been set in place in eternity past, when God had a plan for the redemption of all mankind. Thousands of years before Christ came to earth, the prophets foretold His coming. And in the little town of Bethlehem, Christ was born, just as the prophets had said He would be.


That baby in a manger grew to be a man. Having lived a sinless life, He died on a cruel Roman cross to pay the sin debt for all mankind, just as the prophets had foretold. Just as God had planned. He was resurrected from the grave, and is now seated at the right hand of God the Father, until the time comes when He shall return to earth as King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Just as the prophets have foretold. Just as God planned in eternity past.


That is the greatest of all Christmas miracles! God Himself has sent Jesus to make a way for us to be in right relationship with Himself. God and sinners reconciled.


That is the Greatest Christmas Miracle!




Hark! The herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled."
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies;
With th'angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark! The herald angels sing, "Glory to the Newborn King!"

words: Charles Wesley; music: Felix Mendelsson


Listen to "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing!" here: https://youtu.be/SFjMPaOBzXc












Monday, December 11, 2017

Continually

"Through Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of praise - the fruit of lips that openly profess his name."  (Hebrews 13:15 NIV)




Continually. Continually offer a sacrifice of praise.

Continually. What does that mean anyway?

Dictionary.com gives this definition: very often, at regular or frequent intervals; habitually; without cessation or intermission; unceasingly; always.

Continually. Always. Unceasingly. Habitually. Without intermission.

Even when there's too much month at the end of the money. Even when the roof leaks and the plumbing backs up and the dishwasher quits......


Even when there's devastating illness. Or job loss. Or bereavement.

Even when you don't feel like it.


Even when there's so much to do that you think you can't possibly get it all done. When there's cookie baking and shopping and decorating and Christmas events to attend and gifts to wrap.

Even then.

Continually.

We only have two weeks until Christmas Day. Perhaps this is a good time to reexamine our Christmas traditions and exactly how we are celebrating the birth of Christ. In our celebrating are we continually offering our praises? Are we really celebrating Christ? Or are we only giving lip service to Him while we get caught up in elves or Santa or all our other traditions.?

When we stop and really consider what we're doing this Christmas, what is it that we are continually focusing our attention on? 

Is our focus directed toward the "name that is above every name?" (Philippians 2:8)?  Or have we lost sight of the "reason for the season"?

My prayer is that we might all focus our celebration on that Wonderful Name.....Jesus! That we might truly - and continually - celebrate the Christ of Christmas. And not only in December!


Wonderful Name

Mary was the first to hear it, name that came from heaven above;
Name that raises souls from darkness, this the only name worth singing of.

Wonderful name, Jesus! Wonderful name, Jesus!
Name angels sang the night all heaven rang; wonderful name, Jesus!

Heaven touched His name with glory, precious name of Jesus, our King;
In God’s Word is told the story, of this wondrous name the angels sing!
 
Wonderful name, Jesus! Wonderful name, Jesus!
Name angels sang the night all heaven rang; wonderful name, Jesus!
-Roger Strader



Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Not That Far

"And Joseph also went up from Galilee, from the town of Nazareth, to Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David, to be registered with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child.  And while they were there, the time came for her to give birth.  And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger."  (Luke 2:4-7 ESV)

 If your church has an Advent wreath, or if you have one in your home, perhaps this was the week you lit the Bethlehem candle. Bethlehem figures prominently in our celebrations of Christmas as the birthplace of the Christ Child. We read the prophecies. We sing about the "little town of Bethlehem."  We picture a sleepy little village in the Judean Hills, which it likely was in those days. Modern day Bethlehem is something altogether different, with traffic and crowds and tall buildings. Not exactly what we picture when we sing our carols.

It was seven years ago this month that I first traveled to Bethlehem. That I first visited the Church of the Nativity. That I first saw this very special place:

 
 
Inside the Church of the Nativity, the oldest church in Christendom (built about 326 AD), this silver star marks the traditional birthplace of Jesus. It is inscribed, in Latin, "Here of the Virgin Mary, Christ was born."

That may or may not be the exact spot where Christ was born. But Christ was born. In Bethlehem. Just as it had been foretold by the prophets long before.
 
Bethlehem seems very far away to most of us. If you've traveled there, as I have, you realize that it is quite a long distance to travel. Our journey to Bethlehem does not involve travel by donkey, as it did for Mary and Joseph. But even with modern jet planes, it's a long trip, flying from the U.S. into Tel Aviv, and then traveling by car or bus on to Bethlehem. 

It's a long trip. Or is it?

Several years ago, the singing group Point of Grace recorded a song titled We're Not That Far From Bethlehem. One of my favorite lines in that song says When our hearts still cherish Him, we're not that far from Bethlehem.

As I have been thinking about that song, and about that particular line, I've been remembering the times I traveled to Bethlehem. The times I knelt at this place of Jesus' birth. The times I worshipped there. The times we sang the songs of the Savior's birth. The times I sat in awe and wonder, reflecting on what happened in Bethlehem so long ago.


 
There are times when that seems very long ago. And times when Bethlehem seems very far away.
 
But it isn't. Not really. 
 
That song, We're Not That Far From Bethlehem, offers us a profound truth. When we cherish the Savior in our hearts, when we remember His birth, when we remember why He was born when and where He was......when we remember. And when we cherish. 
 
Then we're never very far from Bethlehem.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Underneath the stars
Just a simple man and wife.
Somewhere in the dark
His words cut the silent night.
Take my hand, for the child
That you carry is God's own.
 
And though it seems the road is long,
We're not that far from Bethlehem,
Where all our hope and joy began.
For in our arms, we'll cherish Him.
We're not that far, from Bethlehem.
 
Let us celebrate
As the Christmases go by;
Learn to live our days
With our hearts near to the child.
Ever drawn, ever close
To the only love that lasts,
And though 2000 years have passed
 
We're not that far from Bethlehem
Where all our hope and joy began.
For when our hearts still cherish Him
We're not that far,
 
We're not that far from Bethlehem
Where all our hope and joy began.
For when our hearts still cherish Him,
We're not that far
We're not that far from Bethlehem.
 




(Songwriters: Lowell Talmadge Alexander Jr., Gayla Hester Borders, Jeff  A. Borders)

You can listen to We're Not That Far From Bethlehem here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfI2x2krjGA