Keep the Candle Burning! Great Expectations

The flames of attraction are best submitted to God. The flame of attractiveness will, as Stella said attract all sorts of moths and creatures. Sort the true attraction through the sieve of covenant. The one who, like Pip has the sword of the Spirit that will fight the grasp of Satan upon your soul is the one to embrace and not let go. God has a way of showing you who will not be deceived by your beauty. Christ cleanses and nourishes His Church. The true man of God will be committed to nourish and cherish your soul, though he may be ravished by your beauty. You mustn't deceive him for your selfish motives. If you find this sort of love upon the earth, you are much blessed and will be used of God on the earth for God's glory. I love how Pip is motivated to greatness in the world and in spiritual exploits by the beauty and love of this wretch of a woman. Wise is the beauty who sees her wretchedness and prays and labors to use it to motivate to godliness and not to selfish gain. Pip in the end exorcises the devil of Ms. Havorsham from that woman's life and wins the damosel in distress, who has no clue that she is in distress. Her soul was tormented and stuck in sin. Her rebirth was attached to the love of that lowly orphaned boy. Christ is the author of our salvation and He will write the love story that exorcises our earthly bodies into the story that will glorify Him in our passions.

Did the Devil win with Herodias?

Oh the dance, It tumbles nations and can take the head off of the most godly man on the earth. Herodias wielded her power on the earth, to detach the godly from the earth. Her trophy for her dance was his head on her wall, as if it were a Lion. This would truly send chills to any who would embrace godliness to know whose hand ruled the morality of the kingdom. Is that not the case? Do we not rule the morality of the kingdom, by our dance and what makes us dance? We know if a man will move toward or away from such a dance and there is a dance for each of the kind of men in our influence. What will you give me? Did not the perfect man deny the Creator for access to the perfect woman? There is power in this: fearful power, indeed. God's power is greater still. He has redeemed and empowered godliness. See the Conquering Savior coming to seek and to save that which was lost. The kingdoms, which would be subject to the Herodiases of the world is able to be subject to Christ. God is able to make the kingdoms of the world subject to the morality of Christ in His families. He plants them and implants them with power to subdue the immorality of the world. When husbands love their wives they are fulfilling the law of Christ. Strengthening her to desire godliness and use her dance for the good and upbuilding of the kingdom of Christ. When we dance before our lord and husband, we are empowering him to walk in strength and confidence in an ungodly world. We are a granade of grace and strength. I look at Mr. Day, in life with Father (played by William Powell) His wife danced about him and had the leash of the lion in her hand. When we work together in this, it needn't be the "battle of the sexes." Job's covenant with his eyes was that he would learn and teach himself to be engaged in lust with only his wife. This strengthens and builds her up, too. If you steal the godly woman's tool of dance from her, you set the man up to be beguiled by Herodias. No! Dance for your husband, godly woman! Strengthen the granade of grace for the taking of the kingdoms of this world into the captivity to Christ, who created the "Marriage". The Kingdoms of this

America, the Beautiful!

Beautiful and to be beautified, America.   Don't stop beautifying America, with yourself.   I love you,  Happy Fourth.

On Frozen Cellulite! "WHERE ARE MY STRAWBERRIES?'

Nine strawberries came from the garden today.  Seven or eight had come off the plants on other days and I had squirrilly stored them away to boil for jam when I have enough.  My own "homegrown jam!".  I will be a woman, after all!

I carried my huge bounty into my, dishevelled morning kitchen and opened my enormous freezer, now perfectly organized by my sweet sixteen year old.  :)  { as organized as a teen can make it}  I reached in my usual spot to find my store.  Maybe seventeen strawberries, I had grown;  Maybe eighteen whole strawberries from MY garden.  An achievement for me, {if you knew me!}  Not there?  Not on the shelves, Not on the door!  I am sure, I felt my father well up inside my soul.  This is another "hammer-like dilemma".   I called a "courtmarshall".   Where are my strawberries?  I bellowed,  as gently as my steaming emotions would allow.  
Well, I am sure that this preface of the situation has jarred your memory to the incident that I am referring to.  You and I have it in memory.  You and I looked eye to eye and disagreed at the magnitude of this event. 
My mom and I had an incident with a plant in the window and my dad and I with a hammer misplaced by someone in the family. 
I have now seen, just today that these things were significant to them because they represented their adulthood to them.   They were certainly young parents and I an elderly one, but mine represents my pursuit of feminity. An illusive thing, but, significant.   Your feminity is not ever pursued, you posess it in your self, it seems.   Mine are in the strawberries.  As I replace the items from the freezer that you submissively extracted, I explain my tyrade.  I do not apologize for the tyrade, although it may have seemed overkill to you.  I explain it, though.

You, just may have wondered at my exaggerated expression.  Here you have the explanation, should you read it someday.

Let's Get Physical

Part of A Mommy's job is building the frame of the body for health.  The children are in your heart and you are in their hearts.
I can imagine, if we are raising the generation that will get their glorified bodies without seeing death, perhaps it is our job to teach them to develop earthly glorified bodies.  Bloodstreams and hearts that don't decay, because we don't beat them up.  Perhaps, what we do to God's heart, he allows us to do to our own hearts.  If we please His heart, perhaps we will cleanse our own heart problems, emotional and physical.

When did you first kiss?

. It is the joy of some, to keep from the young the beauty and the ravenousness of love. Some people dumb down the story to make it PG. I would be quiet and wait until the real story can be told. I will let the syphoners syphon love and passion from the story, if they would. Great expectations means that if there is no passion before the marriage, you cannot imagine that you will find it after. If you can use so much self control as to keep yourself soooooo pure in body and soul; maybe you don't love him. That is my philosophy. God meant love to be a great motivator. God bridged the divide and God pushed aside decorum to save His Bride the Church. Great Expectations shows the love of a sad and empty orphan, that drove him throughout his life and God used that love to save souls and to exorcise the devil from a community. The devil knows that secrets kept from people can give him a foothold. Secrets of bitterness, secrets of antagonism, secrets of thievery and falsehoods, PIP had a secret admiration that drove him to cleanse the world around him and his own soul. Better to deal with admiration, that might develop into lust, than thievery that leads to murder. God knows the truth of love and He has designed the love that grows into families. Henry Fonda, in Yours, Mine and Ours and in Spencer's Mountain gives some of the best love advice I have seen in the movies. Don't believe the fastidious nonsense. Live your life and love God and love as hard as you can, in marriage and when you get tired, love harder. Don't get shocked at the passion and plan for it.

Dear Evver

This morning, I am reminded of our beautiful and dearly departed Aunt Gloria. I talk about her to you, as I lament my ineptitudes at developing a green thumb. She is known for her lush greenery and foliage. Her front and backyards were alive with edible and inedible flora and fauna. She blessed us with lavender when we lived there near her and showed us aromatherapy, before it was cool. Her house was aromatherapy. More carbondioxide was processed at her house and more oxygen produced than any other house, I know. This morning, I am remembering her haircare. I was always awestruck that her hair was always perfect. I think that she cared for her hair and it wasn't for any other person, but herself. She was a widow and she cared about others, but she first cared about herself. Her hair was most similar to mine and so I looked very deeply into her eyes when she talked about her hair care. The antithesis of Grandma Ruth, who would make me want to cut all my hair off and never look at it again; Aunt Gloria pulled me aside as though we were peers. She said, I found such a great way to do my hair. I washed it and put rollers and took a drive in the car and the most perfect curls came out. I used the drive as a blowdryer. What an energy saver? I agreed and was grateful for her generous contribution to my difficult personal care. She loved me enough to talk me up, when I was discouraged beyond anything. Her spoonfuls of sugar made me think about caring when I couldn't have cared less. She was a dear and we miss her, here on earth. I hope that you can learn to encourage others like that.