Jul 042011
 

Here in the U.S. we are observing 235 years since the signing of the Declaration of Independence. Yesterday, my pastor shared a quote from John Adams (statesman, diplomat, patriot, signer of the Constitution, who, btw, died on July 4, 1826!) “Independence Day…ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forevermore.”

On this day there will no doubt also be repeated singings of The Star-Spangled Banner, written by a young attorney in 1814, and later adopted as our national anthem in 1931. Francis Scott Key sailed down from Washington, after the city was captured and the White House burned to the ground, on a British vessel to secure the release of a prisoner of war. Key was detained on board ship until the bombardment of Ft. McHenry was completed. Throughout the rainy night, and in the light of dawn, Key, and eventually an entire nation, was inspired that the battered flag was still there – Baltimore had not been captured.

Key’s second verse praises “the Power that made us and preserved us a nation,” and proclaims that, with this as our motto “in God is our trust!, the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave o’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!”

There are some in this country who want to change our national anthem to America the Beautiful, which is vastly easier to sing and invokes the blessing of “God shed His grace on thee, and crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea.” Others, especially since 9/11, prefer God Bless America.

I can see the merits of each, but before we wave goodbye to the Star-Spangled Banner, here are a few selling points for the Thinking Christian Woman to consider:

  • It’s difficult to sing – freedom doesn’t come easy.
  • It’s violent and edgy – our freedom, both as a nation and as Christians, was won in a perilous fight through struggle and sacrifice (if we want to do away with the Star-Spangled Banner, we might as well tear all of the bloody cross songs from our hymnbooks too)
  • It proclaims our national identity – telling the world that this is the land of the free and the home of the brave.
  • It tells an important story – reminding us that, many times, our attempts to establish this new nation hung by a thread. There were countless setbacks, but we never gave up on our vision. The lively knowledge of victories of the past brings a wisdom and courage to overcome challenges of today.

In 1931, the great march composer John Philip Sousa wrote in favor of the Star-Spangled Banner as our national anthem saying, “it is the spirit of the music that inspires as much as it is Key’s soul-stirring words.”

I support the Star-Spangled Banner forever waving as the national anthem over the land of the free and the home of the brave because it is difficult and edgy, and because it identifies us and tells our story.

But more important than any national anthem, every Christian, everywhere knows that the Lord of Love has hung His banner over us, claiming us as His beloved, and calling us to freedom from wrath and citizenship in heaven through the power of His blood. Now that’s something to sing about!
“He brought me to the banqueting house, 
and His banner over me was love”
Song of Solomon 2:4

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Jun 302011
 
Illustration from 1900 The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Apologies if you’re a Wicked (the musical) fan who sees Elphaba (aka Wicked Witch of the West) as a misunderstood victim, but there’s a wonderful line in the Wizard of Oz, right after Dorothy throws a bucket of water to douse the fire on Straw Man’s arm, accidentally soaking WWW.

 

The dissolving green meanie screeches,

You cursed brat!
Look what you’ve done! I’m melting! melting! Oh, what a world! What a world!
Who would have thought a good little girl like you 
could destroy my beautiful wickedness!”
A Thinking Christian Woman never aspires to be a cursed brat of course. In fact, a wise balancing truth advises, “if it is possible, as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men,” (Romans 12:18, see also Hebrews 12:14). Even so, might there be some redeeming value if the spiritually wicked consider me a cursed brat?

In many passages, God characterizes attitudes, values, words and actions as either “righteous,” or “wicked.” Those words mean more than “good” and “bad.” Here’s a simple summary of the subtleties:

Righteous – being in a right relationship with God, people, or any other created thing
Wicked – being in a twisted relationship with God, people, or any other created thing

Have you ever been rejected? It usually hurts for sure, but if someone who is out of right relationship, rejects us and sees us as an enemy, can that actually be a good thing in some ways? After all, we are, in part, defined by those who exclude us and seek to eliminate us from opportunities, relationships and power.

Jesus talked about a kind of decluttering, or pruning, that gardener God does in a life to make it more productive. “I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser. Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit He prunes, that it may bear more fruit” (John 15:2)

What if rejection and exclusion are rebukes of life that can sever us from unproductive attachments and help steer us in new and more fruitful directions?
It’s not pleasant perhaps, but being what some might consider a “cursed brat” at the right time, in the right way, and for the right reason (such as to destroy wickedness), is something the Thinking Christian Woman might lovingly choose to confidently embrace.
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Jun 212011
 

Do you like rats?

What a question! Of course many people keep rats as pets, and I understand they can be very sweet, but probably the majority of people have them solidly on their disfavored list.

My grandpa’s sister, Ida, was bitten on the lip by a rat when the Jones family was living in a sod house on the Nebraska prairie as homesteaders. One night Ida thought she was hugging her dolly in bed. Apparently wild rats don’t like to be hugged by little girls!

Back to the present, I’m currently on an active vector control campaign, using strategically placed Rat Zappers to patrol the deck near the bird feeder. Caught #26 last night (we’ve been at it for about a year). Southern California weather is idyllic, that’s a fact, but it attracts more than just tourists!

Imagine my surprise at finding a rat, apparently dead, in the laundry room Saturday morning, directly under my next footfall. A rat in the house! Oh, that is the absolute worst! On closer examination, it was not dead but clearly breathing and looking at me with fearful, plaintive brown eyes. I’ll spare you the actual image, knowing how distasteful even a picture of a rat might be to some. The little guy’s head was stuck between the washing machine and the threshold. I really thought that wild critters had better sense.

What to do? Put on thick leather gloves, took him by the body, and gently worked his head free. So there I was, holding a rat. Now what to do?!

Thought about just tossing him in the Rat Zapper and ending it quickly, but that seemed so proactively violent. No, that wouldn’t do.

So I put him in the flower bed and expected him to scamper off, but he just laid there. Stunned, exhausted, injured, I didn’t know. Asked several people for advice, including my wildlife knowledgeable brother, and finally decided if the rodent was still there after 2 hours, I would dispatch him mercifully.

At the appointed time of execution, I laid him out on the ground and raised the shovel. Oh those brown eyes and long whiskers! Twice I raised the shovel, but just couldn’t do it, so I put the shovel down and offered the condemned some water, which he drank and drank.

Put him back in the flower bed, covered him with leaves, and decided to let God and nature take it from there. After 4 hours I gave him more water. By the next day, there was no sign of the perp. I wish I’d marked his ear or something so I could recognize him if he ever ended up in the Zapper. I still hope he perishes, just not directly at my hand.

Practical justice dictated death for the trespasser. Compassionate mercy prevailed.

The Thinking Christian Woman can discern between justice and mercy, administering each, in its time, in love, at the prompting of the Holy Spirit.

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The polite thief

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Jun 082011
 

Four days before a month-long trip out of the country, a friend discovered he’d lost his wallet. After scrambling to assemble alternate id and arrange for alternate international payment methods, he went ahead with the trip.

Less than a week later, his homesitter discovered a 40 cents postage due notice in the mail, took it to the post office, and retrieved an envelope containing the wallet with everything intact except for hundreds of dollars in cash, and a note that said,

“THANKS I WAS BROKE.”

This social interaction challenges the Thinking Christian Woman with many ethical questions.

  • What moral code, worldview, and/or twists and torques of logic lead a person to conclude that the right thing to do is to keep the money and yet return the wallet and its other contents?
  • What is the proper response for someone who has been subjected to involuntary charity?
  • Is there such a thing as a criminal act of mercy?

Ancient wisdom writings say, “There is a way that seems right to a man, but its end is the way of death.” (Proverbs 14:12)

What do you think?

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Jun 012011
 

The Thinking Christian Woman is excited to announce two new series that will appear in the next few months and continue intermittently.

Taking Disney Captive to Christ

 

2 Corinthians10:5 encourages us to be intellectual spiritual warriors “…bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ” (NKJV)

In this series, we will look into all things Disney – from Tinker Bell to Sleeping Beauty’s Prince Philip, from Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride to Toy Story Midway Mania, and beyond! – to find hidden messages of faith and to transform and elevate Disney “magic” through the higher thoughts and values of God’s wisdom.

As an Annual Passholder in Southern California, I enjoy visiting the parks and looking for connections (or not) between Disney and the Judeo-Christian worldview. It will be fun to compare notes with all of you, including those of you who more regularly visit the Florida Disney parks.

A Lawyerly Look at the Good Book

Isaiah 33:22 says “The Lord is our Lawgiver…” and James 4:12 says “There is one Lawgiver…” (NKJV)

This series will focus on demystifying our rights and responsibilities under the law by discovering how common legal principles play out on the pages of the Lawgiver’s book!

This series will draw on experiences as an attorney in private, solo practice for 19 years as of this month, and as a volunteer judge (judge pro tem) in Small Claims Court for the past 13 years (oh the stories I could tell!).  

Check back frequently, or choose to follow this blog by email, if these topics interest you! 

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May 262011
 
What can a Thinking Christian Woman discover by pondering peonies to root out their deeper meanings? Here’s what a budding Master Gardner-in-training had to say:
  • Peonies are extremely hardy, good for passing from one generation to another (spiritual heritage) 
  •  The way to multiply them is to divide them (growth and abundance) 
  • As herbaceous perennials, they require a marked cold spell to bloom (the blessings of enduring hardships) 
  • About the only thing that will do them in is blight, and the only cure is to cut off the affected part and burn it – as my brother says, “better get it right when it comes to blight!” (dealing with sin)
I’m a fourth generation American whose maternal great grandparents emigrated from Sweden and Wales to homestead the sand hills of Nebraska’s North Platte River region. Grandma Hannah Johnson Jones kept house in the middle of a wind-swept section of the prairie that featured buffalo wallows and the ruts left when mail delivery was by Pony Express from Fort Kearney to the post office that later became Hayden School. Grandma’s flowers, especially pansies and peonies, were bright spots against the nearly treeless, grassy tan Nebraska landscape.
Once on a trip to the old home place, Mom dug up some of Grandma’s peonies to transplant back at our home in Indiana (btw – in 1957, the year I was born, the peony became Indiana’s official state flower).

Couple years ago, I dug up two clumps of Mom’s Nebraska-Indiana transplant and brought them home to Southern California, where, unlike Indiana’s highly acidic soil, the soil is predominantly alkaline because of so little rainfall in our semi-arid climate. Naturally, I wondered if the plants would survive.
Well, after about 8 months, I sadly reported to Mom that, by all appearances, the transplants were dead in the ground. I pulled up one, and was intending to pull up the other, but never got around to it. Forgot all about it until one spring day after several months of rain when, lo and behold, there it was, alive and well hidden within a lush growth of weeds!
Ok, so Grandma Jones’ transplanted peony appeared totally dead in the ground but then sprang back to life? What does that mean to the Thinking Christian Woman?
Picture a plot in the Prairie Home Cemetery, east of Holdrege Nebraska, near the farmstead where that plant originated. Many of my pioneering relatives are buried here, including Grandma and Grandpa Jones. Standing over their grave a few years ago, I was struck by the reality that they too are, by all appearances, dead in the ground. And yet, in reality, as they proclaim so confidently on their memorial stone:

“He that hath the Son, hath life” (1 John 5:12)
Peonies and pioneers…from death to life…the reality of resurrection…this is part of the lively hope and power that is the spiritual heritage of every Thinking Christian Woman!

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May 212011
 

Not surprisingly, the Creator of time executes His will with perfect timing, and if we wait on Him, He will manifest His glory in everyday life.

For example, I was at the Disney Resort in Anaheim last weekend as a guest of one of the over 150 employees of  Lynda.com, the popular online software training and tutorial video library where subscribers can learn digital photography, web design, spreadsheets, optimizing smart phones, and much more. The company had generously provided an overnight stay at Disney’s Grand Californian, and park-hopper tickets.

The spirit of love, appreciation, kindness and caring Lynda.com expressed toward its employee family was so strong, that I felt compelled to speak to co-founders Lynda Weinman and husband Bruce Heavin, especially when I saw that our tables were adjacent at the festive banquet they provided. At first I was just going to get up and briefly talk with them, but when I asked the gal who invited me, she suggested waiting. With 300 or more in attendance, many approached them, even as they tried to eat.

After the meal, more wanted to talk with them, and our group wanted to get going, so I didn’t really give up on talking with them, but cheerfully deferred to my friend’s preference. After all, I don’t know everything about everything!

Next morning, as part of the celebration package, we received early entry into Disneyland an hour before it opened. During what Disney calls “magic morning,” hundreds, even thousands are in the park, but not nearly the numbers that flood in when the gates open.

So who do you think gets into line right behind us at Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride? Yep, you guessed it! And as Lynda’s husband Bruce took our picture, I pondered the mathematical probability of coming into such close proximity in a park with so many time/space options.

It was so natural and comfortable to turn around and quietly say what I had wanted to the night before – how the events of these two days had given me a glimpse into the heart of Lynda.com, and how impressed I was with the way they treated their employees, and that I thought God would bless that kind of corporate spirit.

Perfect timing!

God existed before time and created time (2 Timothy 1:9 says, “…according to His own purpose and grace which was given to us in Christ Jesus before time began,”). Our times are in His hands (see Psalm 31:15). Knowing this, as a Thinking Christian Woman, you can trust Him and wait on Him to choreograph the details of your life so that you can have the time of your life during this earthly journey!

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What do you want me to do for you?

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May 182011
 

If you heard Jesus was going to be at the mall this afternoon, would you go?

What if you go, and he singles you out and asks, “what do you want me to do for you?” What would you say? For the blind man sitting in the dust by the Jericho road, the answer was, “…that I may receive my sight.” (Mark 10:51)

If the Son of God walked up and gave you a blank check, what would you buy? A million dollars? Peace of mind? Healing? Freedom? Love?

What is the most pressing need on your heart/mind at this moment?

Well, Jesus IS going to be at the mall this afternoon, even better, he’s going to be at YOUR house or wherever you are, and he wants to be involved with your most pressing need.

On some level, we probably all believe that God wants to be close to us and be involved in our lives, but how does that really work? We wonder how to have a walking, talking, living, breathing, laughing, crying, dancing, singing, eating, sleeping, thinking, feeling, powerful, productive, real-life, right-now relationship with the Creator of lakes, oceans, the beach, the warmth of the sun, eagles, puppies, the Matterhorn, the Grand Canyon, cool evening breezes after a hot day, the moon and stars, celery, strawberries, music…and you.

That’s what the Thinking Christian Woman wants to discover, everyday. And that’s what this blog is all about.

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