In late summer my husband and I were driving up from a hotel near Sea-Tac Airport south of Seattle, WA to Vancouver, BC Canada. We were on the I-5, and soon we could see the skyline. My son, loving travel and the vista driving provides, is a big fan of city panoramas. I often send him a skyline picture from whatever municipality we are passing. I made an attempt to capture Seattle’s full cityscape, which I thought included the iconic Seattle Space Needle. I quickly accessed the photo and noticed that the futuristic structure was not in the picture. I took another shot – no Space Needle! At that point we were past the mark to catch a still of the metropolis. I still can’t figure out how I failed to capture a picture including one of Seattle’s most notable places, particularly because I could see it in my viewer both times. As such, the image was not complete, and it was not a true depiction of the city when the towering landmark should have easily been visible alongside the skyscrapers and other buildings that did show up in the resultant image.
In several verses in the passage, we see that to manifest his fruit, we have to let our every move be guided and decided by the Holy Spirit. We walk by him (vs. 16). We are led by him (vs. 18). We live by him and keep in step with him (vs. 25). These active movements with the Spirit are integral to the full display of his fruit in our lives. According to commentary on verse sixteen in the Berean Study Bible commentary, “Dependence on the Spirit includes trusting God’s Word, yielding to his conviction, and rejecting patterns that belong to the former life.”***
While my memory does not always serve me well, there are bits and pieces of my past that I recall during certain times and circumstances. The new school year has started or will be starting soon across the country. With that in mind, I was impelled to remember all the way back to one of the first few days I returned home from first grade. I took the big, yellow school bus home, and I excitedly ran to the house with a worksheet flapping in my hand. The sheet contained a simple picture that I had colored pretty much in the lines (that was important back then). But that was not what had me eager to arrive home to my mom. There was a sentence of at the most five words along with the crayon-colored tree. The thrilling part I was anxious to share was that I COULD READ! No matter that this was a rebus text, this piece of paper represented the beginning of a whole new world of learning and understanding for me. That paper became the foundation for every other bit of information I would ingest for the rest of my life.
I don’t know about you, but I am super excited that we are about to celebrate the USA’s 250th birthday! During the Bicentennial (1976), my husband and I were newly married and living overseas as a military couple. While there were plenty of activities organized to commemorate such an occasion, it just wasn’t the same as being in the United States for all the festivities back home.
Mid-March, or thereabouts: It doesn’t seem to matter what one’s background and heritage is. On March 17th, St. Patrick’s Day, many people join in the fun and frolic of the day and participate in what is called “the wearing of the green.” It has historical significance for the Irish who in a rebellion against the British in 1798, took to wearing green clothes or a shamrock to symbolize their allegiance to Ireland and the desire to be independent from Britain. It even became a song and a rallying cry for the movement.
Working through the process of bringing our next CD together has allowed me special bonus time with many family members. This is particularly true of my east coast family as they are highly involved with the project, and our main studio is at least in the same state as they. I love spending time with them all, but by far the greatest delight has been to be in attendance at our thirteenth grandchild’s birth and to have the ability to watch her grow in her first few months of life. The baby stage is really my favorite age, so I have been tremendously blessed to share time with this little one.