Archive for December, 2006

Resolute in the New year

December 31, 2006

The Resolutions

of
 

Jonathan Edwards
 (1703-1758)

 


BEING SENSIBLE THAT I AM UNABLE TO DO ANYTHING WITHOUT GOD' S HELP, I DO HUMBLY ENTREAT HIM BY HIS GRACE TO ENABLE ME TO KEEP THESE RESOLUTIONS, SO FAR AS THEY ARE AGREEABLE TO HIS WILL, FOR CHRIST' S SAKE.


1 through 21 

Remember to read over these Resolutions once a week.

1. Resolved, that I will do whatsoever I think to be most to God' s glory, and my own good, profit and pleasure, in the whole of my duration, without any consideration of the time, whether now, or never so many myriads of ages hence. Resolved to do whatever I think to be my duty and most for the good and advantage of mankind in general. Resolved to do this, whatever difficulties I meet with, how many soever, and how great soever.

2. Resolved, to be continually endeavoring to find out some new contrivance and invention to promote the aforementioned things.

3. Resolved, if ever I shall fall and grow dull, so as to neglect to keep any part of these Resolutions, to repent of all I can remember, when I come to myself again.

4. Resolved, never to do any manner of thing, whether in soul or body, less or more, but what tends to the glory of God; nor be, nor suffer it, if I can avoid it.

5. Resolved, never to lose one moment of time; but improve it the most profitable way I possibly can.

6. Resolved, to live with all my might, while I do live.

7. Resolved, never to do anything, which I should be afraid to do, if it were the last hour of my life.

8. Resolved, to act, in all respects, both speaking and doing, as if nobody had been so vile as I, and as if I had committed the same sins, or had the same infirmities or failings as others; and that I will let the knowledge of their failings promote nothing but shame in myself, and prove only an occasion of my confessing my own sins and misery to God. July 30.

9. Resolved, to think much on all occasions of my own dying, and of the common circumstances which attend death.

10. Resolved, when I feel pain, to think of the pains of martyrdom, and of hell.

11. Resolved, when I think of any theorem in divinity to be solved, immediately to do what I can towards solving it, if circumstances do not hinder.

12. Resolved, if I take delight in it as a gratification of pride, or vanity, or on any such account, immediately to throw it by.

13. Resolved, to be endeavoring to find out fit objects of charity and liberality.

14. Resolved, never to do any thing out of revenge.

15. Resolved, never to suffer the least motions of anger towards irrational beings.

16. Resolved, never to speak evil of anyone, so that it shall tend to his dishonor, more or less, upon no account except for some real good.

17. Resolved, that I will live so, as I shall wish I had done when I come to die.

18. Resolved, to live so, at all times, as I think is best in my devout frames, and when I have clearest notions of things of the gospel, and another world.

19. Resolved, never to do any thing, which I should be afraid to do, if I expected it would not be above an hour, before I should hear the last trump.

20. Resolved, to maintain the strictest temperance, in eating and drinking.

21. Resolved, never to do any thing, which if I should see in another, I should count a just occasion to despise him for, or to think any way the more meanly of him. (Resolutions 1 through 21 written in one setting in New Haven in 1722)

New Years Eve 2006/2007

December 31, 2006

Its around nine pm here in England on New Years Eve, 2006/2007, though I have to say until a few hours ago, this fact, (that its New Years Eve) had completely escaped my notice. Fireworks are whizz banging off in the distance outside, and I guess everyone is gearing up for the big countdown. Me, I'm sat here in quiet contemplation, wondering what all the fuss is about. One year seems much like another, though I have to say the last year for me was not uneventful though not in the way I would have hoped.  My last close relative, my dad, died in July, after a seven month illness.  And its been a bigger blow than I would have thought, and I'm not even sure I have grieved really, as sometimes when the grief of normal life events come along, I shy away from feeling it, fearing through feeling so much already,  that a little more may just become much too much of what feels like too  much already.

More of my "nearest and dearest" friends jumped ship,  simply because I suffer what they cannot or do not want to understand.  Many are good with mouthing words with their lips, but very poor at doing, and some minor affliction comes along, they really show how they are not made of sterner stuff or even half so tough stuff at all and you know if this was their lot in life, they would struggle equally so, if not more so. But they can afford to have a poor opinion of me, from their comparative comfort zones.

 Some friends came back, who I had lost through my own carelessness. And it makes a difference that they  have. When very little else makes a difference day to day.

Sometimes the last year, I have metaphorically laid on the floor and longed for death,  sometimes I've wept a river every hour of the day, sometimes I've seemed to sweat blood with the turmoil within my soul, sometimes I've just wanted to crawl into a corner, and hide, and never come out again.  But at the end of it, i'm still standing, (metaphorically) still trying to do what seems impossible by natural reason,  in continuing this life of faith, when every minute can be an agony, physically, emotionally, spiritually, you name it any which way but loose.  

But I also  learned some stuff from God this year. That sometimes you  have to submit, to move on.  Sometimes you have to try to be content, when there is nothing comfortable about ones life.  Sometimes you have to put ones longings aside,  just to see God as He really is.   Sometimes, you  have to forgive and demonstrate that in word and deed before its too late.  Sometimes you have to let go of ones hopes and dreams, and realize they weren't God's hopes or dreams or plan for your life. Sometimes you have to find comfort in the most unlikely of places.  And sometimes, when all the world seems driven, by things you dont' understand, but its business makes your own life so much harder than it may otherwise be, you have to see it through God's providence rather than mans' acts against you.  Sometimes the dead live, even if they're in the grave while still alive.  And some day, God will make this right, it will all work for good, according to his purpose, for those who love the Lord.  I don't have the strength to carry this load for one hour on my own, let alone a day, a week, a month or a year.  But, where I am weak, He gets me through, sometimes even whilst I lay on the floor, or are cowering in the corner,  that still small voice speaks,  that makes the next minute from the last one, doable.

That's my year, and I doubt 2007 will be that much different in lots of ways. More like variations on a theme.  So, are still wondering what all the fuss is about, as I sit here in quiet contemplation.

 

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
10 Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong. [2 Cor 12:9]

Reflections of providence from a dying woman II

December 31, 2006

Continued From

Experiences of Mrs Susanna Bell-Taken from her own mouth by a near relation of hers, a litttle before her death.

But I, being a poor, ignorant creature, thought if I could but get into the fellowship of the people of God, that that would quiet my spirit and answer all my objections; and I did accordingly attempt to join with the church; but they were very faithful to the Lord and my soul, and asked me what promise the Lord hade home in power upon  me. And I answered them, Jer. xxxi. 3. ‘Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love; therefore with loving-kindness have I drawn thee.’ but they told that that was a general promise, that I must look to get some particular promise  made home in power upon me; and persuaded me to wait a l ittle longer to see what God would further do for my poor soul, which accordingly I did. And going to hear Mr Cotton, who did preach out of Rev. ii. 28, ‘To him that overcometh I will give the morning star’ from which words he did observe that that star was Christ. And [from] this he came to shew how a soul  might know whether it had an interest in Christ or no, and that was by the Lord’s giving out such precious promises as these to the poor soul–viz, that ‘God was in Christ, reconciling the world to himself,’ 2 Cor. v 19; and that John xvi. 21, ‘And your j oy shall  no man take from you:’ and Isa. liv. 22: ‘I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, thy trangressions, and as a cloud, thy sins;’ and that Isa. xliii. 25.; which promises afterwards God made sweet to my soul. After this I went to hear Mr Shepeherd, and he was preaching out of the parable of the ten virgins, Mat. xxv. 1-13. In his discourse he shewed that all were professors, without grace in their hearts; but that the wise had got grace in their hearts, and so were ready-prepared to meet the Bridegroom when he came. Now by that discourse of his the Lord was pleased to convince me that I was a foolish virgin, and that I made a profession, but wanted the oil of grace in my heart, and by this means I was brought into a very sad condition. For I did not experiementally k now what it was to have oil in my lamp, grace in my heart, nor what it was to have union with Christ, that being a mystery to me. And then I did think myself guilty of breaking all the commandments of God except the sixth. For I thought I had never desired, wished, or endeavoured any man’s death. But then the Lord shewed me that if I were saved by Christ my sins had murdered him, according to that Acts iii. 15, and iv. 10. And that did greatly aggravate my sin the more unto me. Now one of my neighbours, observing that I was in a distressed condition, told me that she had been a-hearing and that the m inister she heard was a-shewing that the Lord had more glory in the salvation than in the damnation of sinners. For in their salvation his mercy and his justice were both glorified. Hearing of the Lord was pleased to draw out my  heart to plead with him, that if might recieve more glory in my salvation than in my destruction, that his that then his mercy might be manifested to me. For I thought, although I had many worldly comforts, yet I had no interest in Christ, and that if I should die presently, hell would be my portion; and in this sad and sore distress the Lord was pleased to imprint this scripture upon my  mind: Job x2. ‘I will say unto God, Do not condemn me: shew me wehrefore thou contendest with me:’ Job xl. 2. ‘Shall he that contendeth with the almighty instruct him? he that reproveth God, let him answer it.’ and that word fo the apostles: Rom. ix. 20, 21, ‘Nay, but thou, O man, who art thou that repliest against God? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why hast thou made me thus? hath not the potter power over his own clay, of the same lump to make one vessel unto honour and another unto dishonour?’ After this it pleased God that Mr Eliot and some other of the people of God, seeing me in this sad condition [sent to] tell me the church would have me come be a member with them;

To be continued.

 

 

This is the day God made

December 31, 2006

  O praise the Lord, for he is good;
       his mercy lasteth ever.
2  Let those of Israel now say,
       His mercy faileth never.

3  Now let the house of Aaron say,
       His mercy lasteth ever.
4  Let those that fear the Lord now say,
       His mercy faileth never.

5  I in distress call'd on the Lord;
       the Lord did answer me:
    He in a large place did me set,
       from trouble made me free.

6  The mighty Lord is on my side,
       I will not be afraid;
    For any thing that man can do
       I shall not be dismay'd.

7  The Lord doth take my part with them
       that help to succour me:
    Therefore on those that do me hate
       I my desire shall see.

8  Better it is to trust in God
       than trust in man's defence;
9  Better to trust in God than make
       princes our confidence.

10  The nations, joining all in one,
       did compass me about:
    But in the Lord's most holy name
       I shall them all root out.

11  They compass'd me about; I say,
       they compass'd me about:
    But in the Lord's most holy name
       I shall them all root out.

12  Like bees they compass'd me about;
       like unto thorns that flame
    They quenched are: for them shall I
       destroy in God's own name.

13  Thou sore hast thrust, that I might fall,
       but my Lord helped me.
14  God my salvation is become,
       my strength and song is he.

15  In dwellings of the righteous
       is heard the melody
    Of joy and health: the Lord's right hand
       doth ever valiantly.

16  The right hand of the mighty Lord
       exalted is on high;
    The right hand of the mighty Lord
       doth ever valiantly.

17  I shall not die, but live, and shall
       the works of God discover.
18  The Lord hath me chastised sore,
       but not to death giv'n over.

19  O set ye open unto me
       the gates of righteousness;
    Then will I enter into them,
       and I the Lord will bless.

20  This is the gate of God, by it
       the just shall enter in.
21  Thee will I praise, for thou me heard'st
       and hast my safety been.

22  That stone is made head corner-stone,
       which builders did despise:
23  This is the doing of the Lord,
       and wondrous in our eyes.

24  This is the day God made, in it
       we'll joy triumphantly.
25  Save now, I pray thee, Lord; I pray,
       send now prosperity.

26  Blessed is he in God's great name
       that cometh us to save:
    We, from the house which to the Lord
       pertains, you blessed have.

27  God is the Lord, who unto us
       hath made light to arise:
    Bind ye unto the altar's horns
       with cords the sacrifice.

28  Thou art my God, I'll thee exalt;
       my God, I will thee praise.
29  Give thanks to God, for he is good:
       his mercy lasts always. [Psalm 118–Scottish metrical Psalter]

One God One Faith

December 30, 2006

I was recently likened to Stalin for holding to the belief that there is one God, One Faith, one True Religion.  If anyone thinks this is wrong, do you really think Saddam Hussein is sat in the lap of luxury in Heaven now, despite his evils in this life? Or is it more likely that he is reaping what he sowed?

Thomas Watson put it very well:

If there be but one God, then there can be but one true religion in the world. "One Lord, one faith." Eph iv 5. If there were many gods, then there might be many religions, every god would be worshipped in his way; but if there be but one God, there is but one religion; one Lord, one faith. Some say, we may be saved in any religion; but it is absurd to imagine that God who is One in essence, should appoint several religions in which he will be worshipped. It is as dangerous to set up a false religion, as to set up a false god. There are many ways to hell; men may go thither which way their fancy leads them; but there is only one direct road to heaven, viz. faith and holiness. There is no way to be saved but this. As there is but one God, so there is but one true religion."  [Thomas Watson ]


On a different note, I don’t think I’ve ever known my blog so quiet as the last week. As regular readers may have guessed I’ve been struggling on pretty much all levels. And as me gran used to say, "If you can’t say anything nice, then best not to say anything at all" which is why poems, pictures and quotes appeared instead of me waffling on about this and that. Always a good indicator that the Crazy Calvinist is struggling when that is the majority of my blog, as even though all appear reguarly,  except for those times, they never make up the whole.

 

 

Michael Jackson and I

December 30, 2006

First of all I need to  make a can't think of the word, but be clear about something.  I am not and never will defend any unlawful sexual acts, PARTICUARLY against children or vulnerable adults.

But, I have come under fire in the past, (though for the  life of me can't remember who by for sure) for not hanging Michael Jackson out to dry, at the first whiff or scandal, or without the charges against him being proved, or his being found guilty after being tried in a court of law.  Yet, its not because I have any sympathy, or would ever think it justifiable no matter what anyone may suffer or experience, to hurt another human being, particuarly a child in the way he is alleged to have done.

But, I saw a documentary about Michael J. And true, it wasn't concentrating, (while not omitting altogether) his controversy of the last few years, in these sex scandal cases. It was talking about his life and music. And to be honest, much as the other times, I've seen factual footage on Michael J, my heart went out to him. Probably because unlike most "normal" people in many of the things that have made him how he is, (I'm talking about his strangeness) I relate and empathise in a very real way. I know those emotions, those things trapped inside that can only leave a fragmented human being.

Michale J, lost his childhood when he was nine years old. From that time on, he was no longer a normal, ordinary kid. Neither was I from exactly the same age, and my childhood also disappeared at that time.  When he was nine years old, he sang love songs with such emotion, such depth of feeling, you'd swear he knew what the emotion of the love song entailed, yet at that age, particuarly in that era, how could he? Love songs don't have to have a sexual or man/woman meaning. They can still break your heart for having none of it.  They did for Michael J, one could tell by the emotion that came out of his soul, and they do for me too even now, in exactly the same kind of way. No sexual meaning, but, the emotions that any relationship or wants in life can leave us with.

They said as he grew older he became introverted, and the only way he knew how to communicate was in the moment, of singing to his audiences. This is something else we share. My whacky, often raucous sense of humour can keep people laughing when I seem to be dying a thousand deaths inside. And yet, to make someone laugh, is one of the few times I feel alive.  Its the entertainer in me which strongly predominates my personality type The rest of the moments can be dull and listless, and meaningless, but communicating, and entertaining someone by doing so, is my life blood, and one of the few times I feel alive.  Its why the circumstances of my life and isolation prove to be so fatalistic in the way it bears down on me.

But, Michael J, along the way, strove for normality, its the thing he desired more than anything else.  And like me too, he;'s never found or attained it. Oh, I'm not crazy, but, I'm not like you, or likely any one else you may know,  I'm not  most folks idea of normal. I still have the child that never got a chance to be released bursting out when I least expect them to, and in some ways remain the same as Michael J, a Peter Pan kind of figure, and people I know personally have referred to me as such, though  not in a derogatory way, they were being kind.  Doesn't Michael Jackson also have the Peter Pan in him?

MIchael J, was robbed of normality, by you, and me, and motown and the industry and lifestyle that was forced upon him at an age when he had no choice in the path his life took.  My normality was robbed by a life of adversity and a psychiactric system, that I am still paying the cost for what they took in various ways day to day. Being labelled schizoprenic at nine years old, being just one example, and another being the 12-15 years all told, I spent inside those psyche hospitals, from nine years old onwards.  I lost everything normal that life can hold, to some other or parallel universe that no child should have to exist or survive in.

Whether the stories of Michael J's later controversies hold any water or not, I genuinely beleive the  man has great compassion, for other hurting human beings.  (and animals come to that). His heal the world single being just one example of what can be done, when a heart that belongs to someone significant enough to wield the power can do, in trying to reduce poverty in the third world.

He always has to go one better in his life. His tours became more and more spectacular. His Dangerous tour cost him a fortune, it was  a huge success, but it was so extravagant he ended up writing a huge cheque to support it, and finance it, because he wanted it to be perfect for his fans. He wants to give when he entertains, and he finds it fulfilling, because its the one time he can communicate in a way that makes him feel normal.

Michael J, may be strange, and not your idea of normal, but, how could he be? Would you be if you  had lived a life similar to his or mine? Would you live in the real world, and be so in touch with reality as you are, or would you need somewhere in your head to escape to, that felt normal to you, but the inside your  head often developed to be part of the world you exist and come into the outside. And No, I'm not talking psyche stuff here, I'm talking about perfectly natural human reactions to, horrendously abnormal life and circumstances.

Michael J, will  never be normal. And neither will I. At least not your idea of normal. Maybe if these allegations of Michael J, do hold any water, and do have some foundation, I am not willing to openly condemn the man, without the charges being proved, (even though theres rarely smoke without fire) because maybe, just maybe, if not for the grace of God, in my life, I could have gone down an equally hideous path as those allegations suggest his has, and because I am so aware of this, by the stark similarities in life, and expereinces, and losses, (though obviously different in some ways) that I see it more than you. That Michael J, maybe mega rich, but he's just another damaged, hurting, human being. And I won't take advantage of his hurt, when the allegations have not been proved, because unlike your normal world, I know what it is to have an abnormal world from nine years onwards, and know what it is to try to hold onto reality, when your reality is different to all your peers, and I will not shoot someone, who despite his riches, hurts every inch as much as I do or have at times, and is just as lonely, and trapped within something that was made by others, and is impossible at his age to escape from,  because, his world, is more normal to me, than yours probably is. And maybe, I see up close and personal, how his life being changed at an age when he had no say in it, meant he never stood a chance of being your idea of normal. He was always going to be an under-dog by its very nature.  To me, kicking Michael Jackson, feels no better than kicking a puppy, just because I can.

Ponderization on x-mass

December 27, 2006

If X-mass is really the season of good will and approved of by God, then why is it a statistic that there are more suicides at this time of year than at any other?

Why are so many dogs abandoned?

Why do so many national disasters happen at this time of year? Like the Tsumani, and several earthquakes in various places the last few years at this time?

Does this sound like God blessing and therefore approving of something?

Who?

December 27, 2006

Who sees the tears?
Who hears the sighs?
Who is there to weep or mourn,
When the child finally dies? [Crazy Calvinist]

A Husband is for life…

December 27, 2006

Not just for the season:

 

 

A Husband is for life…

December 27, 2006

Not just for the season: