Thursday, May 10, 2012

Charlotte Mason quotes on obedience


  • I've been slowly reading Laying Down the Rails, A Charlotte Mason Habits Handbook compiled by Sonya Shafer.  I'm on the chapter about moral habits, the section on obedience.  The following quotes stood out to me.  



"First, and infinitely the most important, is the habit of obedience.  Indeed, obedience is the whole duty of the child, and for this reason--every other duty of the child is fulfilled as a matter of obedience to his parents.  Not only so:  Obedience is the whole duty of man; obedience to conscience, to law, to divine direction."  Charlotte Mason Vol. 1, p. 161


"Now, if the parent realize that obedience is no mere accidental duty, the fulfilling of which is a matter that lies between himself and the child, but that he is the appointed agent to train the child up to the intelligent obedience of the self-compelling, law-abiding human being, he will see that he has no right to forego the obedience of his child, and that every act of disobedience in the child is a direct condemnation of the parent.  Also, he will see that the motive to the child's obedience is not the arbitrary one of, 'Do this, or that, because I have said so,' but the motive of the apostolic injunction, 'Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right' "  Vol. 1, p. 161)


"The mother's great stronghold is in the habit of obedience.  If she begin by requiring that her children always obey her, why, they will always do so as a matter of course; but let them once get the thin end of the wedge in, let them discover that they can do otherwise than obey, and a woeful struggle begins, which commonly ends in the children doing that which is right in their own eyes.
      This is the sort of thing which is fatal: The children are in the drawing-room, and a caller is announced. 'You must go upstairs now.' 'Oh, mother dear, do let us stay in the window-corner; we will be as quiet as mice!'  The mother is rather proud of her children's pretty manners, and they stay.  They are not quiet, of course; but that is the least of the evils; they have succeeded in doing as they chose and not as they were bid, and they will not put their necks under the yoke again without a struggle.  It is in little matters that the mother is worsted. 'Bedtime, Willie!' 'Oh, mamma, just let me finish this'; and the mother yields, forgetting that the case in point is of no consequence; the thing that matters is that the child should be daily confirming a habit of obedience by the unbroken repetition of acts of obedience.  It is astonishing how clever the child is in finding ways of evading the spirit while he observes the letter.  'Mary, come in.' 'Yes, mother'; but her mother calls four times before Mary comes. 'Put away your bricks'; and the bricks are put away with slow, reluctant fingers.  'You must always wash your hands when you hear the first bell.' The child obeys for that once, and no more.
     "To avoid these displays of willfulness, the mother will insist from the first on an obedience which is prompt, cheerful, and lasting--save for lapses of memory on the child's part.  Tardy, unwilling, occasional obedience is harly worth the having; and it is greatly easier to give the child the habit of perfect obedience by never allowing him in anything else, than it is to obtain this mere formal obedience by a constant exercise of authority" (Vol. 1, pp. 162-164).


These are only a few of the wonderful quotes in this section of the book.  I am finding them quite convicting.
 

Saturday, April 21, 2012



Woke this morning with words from the hymn we're learning for school running through my mind and a knowing that it applies to my life.  "'Fear not, I am with thee, peace, be still,' In all of life's ebb and flow."  I don't know when our storm will abate, or how bad it will get before it does, but I know that Jesus is in the boat with me, and He can still it with a word.  I've been watching the storm and wearying, wondering how long I can hang on, but then, the thought that HE IS WITH ME....  Wonderful comfort, don't know if I could walk on water, but I think I can sit quietly in the boat a bit longer....

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

We have a loving God who heals the pain and keeps us going!

This came to me this morning from my sweet daughter-in-law Traci and touched my heart deeply.  Just what I needed today.  


Tuesday, March 13, 2012

 

Grandma'd prayed and prayed and prayed.
No answer was in sight.
Her hope was dim, she couldn't see
The way through the black night.


Grandpa seemed no closer now
Than when she'd first begun
To bend her knee and make her plea.
What good had pleading done?
  
     "Don't give up," the pastor said,
     "Now's the time to pray.
     When Satan tempts you to turn 
          back
     You know you're nearing day."


How she'd longed for his salvation
Pled with God for light;
She asked for grace, to seek His face
Prayed faith would become sight.


Two more weeks she cried and prayed
She braved the bitter fight
The conflict grew, her prayers got through;
Then Grandpa saw the light
    
     "Don't give up," the pastor'd said,
     "Now's the time to pray.
     When Satan tempts you to turn back
     You know you're nearing day."


My heart is heavy, weighed right down.
Incessant darkness drums.
I've prayed so long, hope's almost gone;
That's when God's Spirit comes.


Reminding me of Grandma's prayer
And how things came out right.
When she withstood, His promise could,
Turn her faith to sight.


     "Don't give up," the Spirit says,
     "Now's the time to pray.
      When Satan tempts you to turn back,
      You know you're nearing day."    
   
     "Don't give up," the Spirit says,
     "Now's the time to pray.
      When Satan tempts you to turn back,
      You know you're nearing day."   

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Grandbabies!!!

Our sweet Destiny Grace

Oh, I love my grandbabies!!  Time with them is treasured time!  Here are a few pictures from our recent stay with our daughter-in-law and David and the new twins.





Gabe and Destiny sleep best when they are cuddled together....











Gabe has a sweet and placid personality.  He likes to sleep and seems relaxed and easy going.











David reading The Very Busy Spider by himself....



Rachael holding Gabe and Destiny

David loved watching his new fish with their bright orange bodies
and black and white tails.
David's new goldfish



Sarah was comfortable with both babies
So, there you have it, the proud grandma's portfolio.


Friday, March 9, 2012

Gold Refined

The date is penned in beside the Psalm, the date I asked the LORD to refine me that I might be pure gold.






I'm not sure I could have asked had I understood the refining process.  I've since learned what it takes to refine gold.






Often gold is found in solid rock.  The rock has to be broken up into movable chunks. "Removing the gold-bearing rock from the ground is just the first step.  To isolate pure gold, mining companies use a complex extraction process.  The first step in this process is breaking down large chunks of rock into smaller pieces.  At a mill, large machines known as crushers reduce the ore to pieces no larger than road gravel.  The gravel-like material then enters rotating drums filled with steel balls.  In these drums, the ore is ground to a fine slurry or powder."  (This quote is from the article listed below).  Have you ever felt that life was pulverizing you?


The slurry then goes through a chemical process where water is added followed by the addition of the chemical solvent cyanide.  Next the dissolved gold is removed using an electric current and positive and negative terminals.  Stripping circumstances often reveal what is really in our hearts and cause us to let go of those things which are temporal and cling to the eternal.


The final stage of the process is the actual refining where the gold is heated to 1,600 degrees Celsius (water boils at 100).  It is now poured into a mold and is ready to be formed for whatever use the master chooses.  Are you "going through the fire"?


The almost violent intensity of this process brings forth the beautiful and valuable gold.  I've been thinking that sometimes life brings experiences our way that seem to crush us, to strip us, to be an almost unbearable fire.  God must think that transforming a human heart into the valuable and beautiful soul He desires to fellowship with and to use for His Kingdom is also worth the intense and often painful circumstances required to bring about that purity.  When we go through trying circumstances our values are changed, our ways of thinking and seeing life are refined, Heaven becomes more precious, our motivations are purified, we are softened and our countenances are made clear and radiant.




When I want to run from the pain, hide from life, stop this awful process I need to remember that God is doing a purifying work in my heart that cannot be done with any less force.  May we yield and be pliable and beautiful in His hands - refined gold.


You may enjoy the following article, Extracting Gold and video The Process of Excavating and Refining Gold.

Monday, February 20, 2012

O Love That Will Not Let Me Go....







O Love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,












That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.








O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;






My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.




O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;







I trace the rainbow through the rain,







And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.









O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,














And from the ground there blossoms red














Life that shall endless be.