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Finally!

To say that snow is uncommon in my little town would be an understatement.  And when it does come it tends to fade quicklyWe had three inches last night and cold enough to retain it half a day today.  I am so thankful for its beauty and God’s creativity!

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Spring delayed                  Not bad sledding           Would you like icing on that?

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The more we see of God the more our praise will be raised and our lives be purified. Oh that this might be true of you and me:  

What praise can this feebled mind impart

          Or glory give to God

          But He commands the soul

Lift up words and life to make a start

 

Tell of wonders in the world abroad

          Of land, sea and sky

          Sing with the birds and waves

Praise with them, for silence would be odd

 

With the angels up above exalt

          See His untold beauty

          Awe at His purity

Oh a change in manner would result

 

Before God’s high throne see all that’s true

          Know deepest wisdom’s way

          Feel total power sway 

There have all that’s right and good in view

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Eagle Cliffs

Eagle Cliffs

 

I guess I wanted to blog while I was away. Hikers, particularly “through hikers” (also called “end to enders”), journal their experiences and keep in contact with other hikers by writing in spiral bound notebooks left in each shelter, most usually in a ziplock bag.  I went backpacking 3 days and 2 nights in the Smoky Mountains National Park with 3 of my children and 2 of their friends.  I had so much on my mind that my children commented on my exceptional quietness.  A small amount of it came out at lunch time on the second day.  My daughter laughed at the thought of me wanting to (as an afterthought) and being able to digitally copy it.  You can read my thoughts by clicking on smokys-08-trail-journal-entry  

 

 

Pecks Corner Shelter

Pecks Corner Shelter

I decided not take tents which meant we had to stay in shelters.  This of course saved weight for us all and gave the young people the new experience of staying in a shelter. The first one, Laurel Gap Shelter still had the old design, dark with a chain link fence over the open side to keep out bears.

The Year of the Fir Cone

The Year of the Fir Cone

But Peck’s has the skylight and expanded front with picnic table and vulnerability to wildlife. Life is a balancing act.                              
I was once told that Balsam Firs only cone once every 7 years.  I do see them rarely.  I have a picture of me picking a cone from the top of a tree 14 years ago. The cones have a certain mystery to them since they come infrequently and the cones disentegrate (You’ve picked up pine, hemlock, and perhaps spruce cones but not whole fir cones unless it was a thrown green one.) My daughter commented that since she would be 21 years old this year she was born in the year of the fir cone.  Time is marked in assundry ways.

 

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Here is an oldie but a …. well you’ll have to decide about that.  It certainly isn’t an easy one to get nor was it easy to do.  I sometimes get hung up in my own devices poetically.  I’m sure the poetry suffers but it’s about the challenge.  Hopefully the message does not equally suffer though it may need to be gone over several times to see.  So, with that somewhat disparaging introduction, see if you can figure out what I was intending to talk about by clicking on Source and Reality

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No, the movie wasn’t like the book, and I think some of the original intent was lost by obscuring it in more introspective and mature themes. But taken as a story alone it had merit to rightly excite the imagination on some points. Perhaps some will read the book who would not have otherwise.

I can hardly believe that I have seen two movies in the movie house in less than one month. It is amazing on several fronts. I could comment on several aspects and themes within the movie but one theme and two scenes most caught my attention. Both scenes involve the subway station. The first one, escaping out of that gray world of immature fights and flirts, was the most visually striking of the two, but it was the later that forced the deeper message on me. In that instant just before passing between the tree trunks from Narnia to the railway tunnel in London, knowing what bliss and purpose you have, to understand what mundane and ridiculous existence you return to is so stark a contrast. Then to be a moment later clothed not in royal attire, feared and loved by all, but eyeing fellow travelers with suspicion and disdain at their sad attempts. But wait. This is a narrow view of the transition. You now have a newer, higher perspective on your mundane existence. You are a king, a queen, and a son of the Most High. You are looking into this difficult world with eyes of confidence in your calling, pity for those unknown by the Most High, hope for your future, and purpose in your every choice and action. For this reason the interpretation of Susan kissing the handsome Caspian and then being accosted by the schoolboy is only half correct. For whatever distractions C.S. Lewis has Susan falling to later on, she is fully enamored of Aslan when in Narnia. In the mundane, out of control world you serve the Most High, not thoughts of blissful relationships. As Lewis said in his sermon, “The Weight of Glory” concerning “beauty, the memory of our own past [of a blissful moment]”, “they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited…we remain conscious of a desire which no natural happiness will satisfy…For a few minutes we have had the illusion of belonging to that world.” But what does Lewis say attracts us to that world? “To please God…to be a real ingredient in the divine happiness…to be loved by God, not merely pitied, but delighted in as an artist delights in his work or a father in a son-it seems impossible, a weight or burden of glory which our thoughts can hardly sustain.” He goes on to describe a second sense of glory, “to shine as the sun”. “We do not want merely to see beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words-to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it.” And how does that effect our everyday? Lewis says, “A cleft has opened in the pitiless walls of the world, and we are invited to follow our great Captain inside.” Ah, the retreating walls of the subway into Narnia, heaven. But no! Narnia in all the stories is not heaven. The new Narnia beyond the thatched, stable door in “The Last Battle” represents heaven. So what is Narnia and when am I going to answer my last question? Narnia is a higher plane we live on like the Promised Land (more on that another day), closer to the Savior, more attuned to our position and purpose. In the everyday existence, Lewis reminds, we must “remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare…There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal…But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit-immortal horrors or everlasting splendours.” We await total heaven but let us live in the higher plane of His presence looking in on the our everyday lives with new eyes of seriousness and relaxed confidence.

I urge you to read “The Weight of Glory” by C.S. Lewis. It is easily found online.

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Lures

I was buying a gift for my wife the other day that needed wrapping. Given the lateness of the hour I had the store clerk wrap the gift. While I was waiting I began noticing the trinkets in this particularly tasteful gift shop. Besides candles and cards there were many personal accouterments. On the counter was a large display of earrings and necklaces. Curious as to which ones might be of a style my wife would like I looked more closely. The present “in” style is for less gaudy with pieces that are or seem to be bits of feather or tooth or something natural. Many, however, had the additional item that was a triangular, dish-shaped bronze or silver colored piece of metal behind the bit of feather. Suddenly, it occurred to me that some of these looked exactly like fishing lures, some even like well tied fly fishing lures. Oh, of course I mused. They are lures, just for bigger fish. I wondered where the hooks were.

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Symmetry

Everyone loves symmetry. As I was reminded as I am participating in a curriculum workshop at William and Mary College this week, “Physicists love symmetry”. Observers of beauty, whether of your beloved’s form or “peak flower” bloom or architecture or tree bole or interior decoration, love symmetry. Music and poetry have popular appeal when there is symmetry. Mathematician’s even do proofs (ugh!) to have symmetry (1≡1). You don’t have to be OCD to appreciate or seek or manage for symmetry. God has made you with a built in desire for it. When a musical chord is not resolved (all notes simple multiples that resonate rather than produce dissonance) you cringe because of the interference of the sound waves that is displeasing. The “off key” sound is purposeful to produce tension in your spirit but is resolved in good music (judgment call I know, but it is also the very argument of this post). God has even put symmetry into the seemingly asymmetrical. For example, leaves do not always appear symmetrical. But informed geometers know that deep within their structures are molecules attaching in symmetrical structures that build upon each other in what the mathematician calls a fractal (a repeating mathematical progression; clear example: the shape of a nautilus seashell). And the physicist loves the symmetry because it points to simplicity and structure, the evidence of truth and therefore of satisfaction to the physicist. So how about the most asymmetrical object or idea you can think of. Does it have a hidden symmetry we have yet to find or evidence of a degradation from its original or intended form? I suspect that if God is the author of it there is symmetry to be found. It matches His nature and points to Him.

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