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A Bundle of Myrrh

"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh." Song of Solomon 1:13

Daybook: August and September

September 25th, 2015 by Aubri

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Living Seasonally 

I often have to remind myself that there are certain seasons of life as well as the year. I’m in a season of life that is wonderful as well as limiting. Sometimes those limits are welcomed, when I’m weary or in need of letting life be less busy. But other times they are hard to swallow, when there are things I’d like to take part in and enjoy but just can’t right now. So, I’m learning to live seasonally according to life during this time.

It’s also a new season in the lives of these babies I have. They’re all reaching a new phase, as they all always do, and some are challenging to me in new ways. 6 and 7 year old girls who seem to be galloping away in every direction, a 5 year old boy with more energy and ingenuity than I know what to do with. A jolly 4 year old growing fast under my nose. An almost 3 year old just trying to keep up with all the others. Then of course there’s Mercy! And sweet baby Martha who laughs at it all but already throws tantrums cuz I leave her on her tummy too long or she just can’t get that shiney thing over there.

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But we’re also entering my very favoritest season of the year, Autumn. The time of year I seem to be able to smile more and breath deeper.

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The Art of Being Ridiculous

September 22nd, 2015 by Aubri

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Also known as perfecting absurdity. In this house we witness endless ludicrousness. Having lots of little people around is the surest way to invite every kind of tomfoolery, from the chaotic to the comical. It’s typically non-stop cray in some form.

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Raising Ebenezers – God Dwells Here

September 21st, 2015 by Aubri

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Sometimes God sends Ebenezers (little stones of help) to me in quote form. This from Luther was perfect for these recent days. Sorry, it’s long, but it’s worth it.

And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope. Romans 5:3-4

“When God wants to strengthen our faith he first weakens it by feigning to break faith with us. God thrusts us into many tribulations and makes us so weary that we are driven to despair, and yet God gives us strength to be still and persevere.

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Such quietness is endurance, and endurance produces character so that when God returns to us and lets his sun rise and shine again, and when the storm is over, we open our eyes in amazement and say, “The Lord be praised that I have been delivered from evil. God dwells here. I did not think that all would end so well.”

Within a day or two, within a week or a year, or even within the next hour, sin brings another cross to us: the loss of honor or possessions, bodily injury, or some mishap that brings such trouble. then it all begins again and the storm breaks out once more.

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But now we glory in our afflictions because we remember that on the former occasion God was gracious to us, and we know that it is God’s good will to chastise us that we may have reason to run to him and to cry, “He who has helped me so often will help me now.” That very longing in your heart (which makes you cry, “Oh that I were free! Oh, that God would come! Oh, that I might receive help!”) is hope, which does not put to shame, for God must help such a person.

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In this way God hides life under death, heaven under hell, wisdom under folly, and grace under sin.”

Martin Luther

When Motherhood Is Killing Me – Part II

September 20th, 2015 by Aubri

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In Christ this sinful mother has been raised to new life.

In this new life I receive Faith. A faith that sees through this dim mirror of temporal life and into the eternal life to come. In this temporal life I only see dying, struggle and futility. I am tempted to believe that Sin and death have the final say.

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