To whom shall I go?

Usually, I am a voracious reader.

I have almost 200 blog subscriptions in my Google Reader, I read around ten books a week.

I delight in words and almost always have an appetite for them.

Today, I find them unpalatable.

These words bring me no joy just now.

So the items continue to pile up in my feed reader. 603 and counting.

My books lie on my nightstand or in my briefcase unread.

Only one book can feed my hungry spirit just now.

“Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.”

~John 6:68


Book Review: “Founding Faith” by Steven Waldman

To listen to today’s secularists talk, one might get the impression that America’s founding fathers were ardent secularists, devoted to Enlightenment thinking, and irreligious if not antireligious. Conservative Christians tell a whole different story–a story that stars devoutly religious founding fathers who hold to an orthodox Christian faith.

Steven Waldman’s Founding Faith explores this controversial topic in a scholarly but still accessible manner. Waldman asserts that to lump “The Founding Fathers” together as though they all had the same views is a disservice to them. Instead, he explores the religious beliefs and actions of five “founding fathers” who were prominent in framing the debate for issues of religion and state.

Waldman explores the personal piety, personal and public writings, and public actions of Benjamin Franklin, John Adams, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, and James Madison. He makes a good case for the plurality of religious beliefs among the founding fathers–as well as for the plurality of interpretations of how church and state should best interact.

I enjoyed Founding Faith tremendously, finding it to be a balanced, scholarly work that shines a great deal of light on the difficult question of what the Founding Fathers believed about religion in general and about state involvement in religion in particular.

I was interested to see the emphasis Waldman places on Madison as a primary framer of the “Establishment of Religion” clause. Waldman introduces Madison as a pious man, perhaps the most orthodox of the five men considered in this book. Unlike Jefferson, who primarily wanted separation of church from state for the sake of the state, Madison was interested in preserving the purity and vitality of the church from state intervention. Madison wished for an even more stringent separationist position–in part because of his sympathy for Virginian Baptists who decried the establishment of religion as oppressive to minority sects such as themselves.

As I said, this book is balanced and informative treatment of the faith of America’s founders and their views of how state and religion should interact. Lovers of history will enjoy this book–as will anyone who has ever been confused by contradictory reports of the Founders’ faith (or lack thereof).


Rating: 4 stars
Category: American History/Religion/Church and State
Synopsis: Waldman describes the religious beliefs of five founding fathers–and how each founding father felt the church should (or should not) be involved in religious affairs.
Recommendation: A wonderfully balanced portrayal of the faith of the founding fathers. Definitely worth reading.


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Grammar Geek

I considered majoring in English in college because I love words. I love reading words. I love writing words. I love speaking words. I even love grammar.

I am a grammar geek. I don’t try to hide it.

Proof?

I enjoy diagramming sentences.

How much more geeky can you get?

But it isn’t in diagramming sentences that my grammar geekiness is most seen. It’s in how annoyed I get when people use improper grammar.

My latest frustration?

Using words as a different part of speech than they are intended to be used as.

Perhaps the most frequently heard example of this is using the word invite as a noun (instead of the verb it is intended to be.)

No, you should not send out an invite. That’s just not right. There’s no such THING as an invite. Invite is a verb. You CAN invite someone to your function. You CAN send out an invitation. But you CANNOT send out an invite.

Likewise, invite is not an adjective. You cannot send out an invite card. Again, you CAN send out an invitation.

And then there’s the one I started hearing recently from an organization I’ve gotten involved with.

Using the word timely as an adverb.

“You need to get this done timely.”

No, no, no!!!

You need to get this done in a timely manner.

Timely is an adjective and should only be used to modify a noun. If there’s no noun to be modified, there’s no use for the word timely.

Get it right already!

Do you have any grammatical pet peeves? Do you use either of these words improperly? Or do you think I’m just too picky and should get over myself?

***As a side note, I recognize that I have my own grammatical foibles, particularly as it concerns punctuation. I use commas much more liberally than most modern editors prefer and, when blogging, I frequently use dashes to avoid having to actually use proper grammar. I occasionally put apostrophes in the word its when I DON’T mean it is and I’m sure I have even more errors that I have failed to notice. If any of those are your pet peeves, feel free to let me know so I can correct them :-) But at least I try to be grammatically correct. It seems like half the world couldn’t care less whether they’re actually speaking English or not!


WiW: With my mind

The Week in Words

“The current tendency to minimize Bible study and sound theology in the interests of focusing on the heart is badly misguided. We need to be cultivating our minds in order to cultivate our hearts. We must set our minds on things above and love God with our hearts and minds, never …supposing we can do one without the other. ‘Be transformed by the renewing of your mind’ (Romans 12:2).”

~Randy Alcorn via Jason’s Facebook

My goal for this year has been to exercise my mind towards the things of God. I wanted my mind to come alive with God’s attributes, with His character, with His praises.

I’ve been reading, discussing, writing. I’ve been thirsty for knowledge of God.

And I’ve heard the warnings: “Beware of dead doctrine,” they say. “I’ve heard sermons from those thinking churches. They’re all knowledge and no heart.” “Don’t think too deeply,” they tell me. “That only leads to division.”

I disagree.

Yes, it is possible to have knowledge without faith. It is possible to have a form of godliness but to deny its power.

But this is no excuse to remove our minds from our worship.

The fact is, my heart is fickle. It is inclined to despair.

This year has been a tough one. Many times I have felt desperately hopeless and fearfully alone. Many times my heart has told me that God is not sovereign, that God is not good. It has told me that life is not worth it, that the pain is too great, that I should just give up.

My heart has told me lies.

But in God’s grace, He has moved me this year to exercise my mind towards Him. My exercised mind now teaches my heart. It teaches my heart of the sovereignty of God when things seem out of control. It teaches my heart of the goodness of God when all I can see is bad. It teaches my heart to hope in the Lord, when my heart would otherwise despair. It teaches my heart to find joy in the Lord even when it’s bleeding.

Far from finding that focusing on doctrine has caused my heart to atrophy, I find instead that doctrine has become the firm rock to which my fickle heart can cling.

I still feel.

Boy, do I feel. But now I feel more than simply the storms of circumstances that buffet. Now I feel the rock that is stable through the storms of life. My heart feels truth now, instead of just circumstance.

“We’re either building our lives on the reality of what God is truly like and what He’s about, or we’re basing our lives on our own imagination and misconceptions.

We’re all theologians. The question is whether what we know about God is true.”

~Joshua Harris, Dug Down Deep

“Theology matters, because if we get it wrong, then our whole life will be wrong.”
~Joshua Harris, Dug Down Deep

Collect more quotes from throughout the week with Barbara H’s meme “The Week in Words”.


Sunday Snapshot: Bread Pudding

I dropped into my folk’s house and saw that my mom had leftover bread pudding sitting out waiting to be eaten.

I grabbed a bowl and spoon and, as I dished myself up, I saw the recipe–my recipe for French Toast Casserole.

Bread Pudding

Thanks, Mom, for reading my blog, for perusing my recipes, and for trying them out for yourself. (She tried a variation, adding apples and raisins. It was scrum-diddly-umptious!)


Recap (Sep 26-Oct 2, 2010)

Read Recently

From Together for Adoption:

  • Adoption IS the gospel

    “Many people are afraid of emphasizing [adoption] because we might forget evangelism and the Cross. They speak of a slippery slope.

    We can’t do that, and we won’t do that if we understand the grand storyline of the Bible.

    All through the Old Testament it is God making a B-line to the cross. “This is what my love for you looks like.”

    Christians who are afraid that talking about adoption misses the gospel have missed the gospel already. For this is essential to the gospel: that God in His mercy took His enemies and made them sons, adopting them into His family.

  • A loving father or a deadbeat dad?

    “What do we mean when we say ‘I can’t afford to adopt?’ What we are saying is that God is a deadbeat Dad. We can trust that God will take care of his children. He is a really good Daddy.”

About What’s Wrong with the Church:

  • Covetousness
    It’s a sin we’ve come to see as acceptable–but that doesn’t make it any less of a sin in God’s eyes. I became convicted of this a couple of years back and began my “Thankful Thursday” series to combat my tendency towards covetousness. Nevertheless, it’s a difficult sin to overcome in this culture that pretty much runs on covetousness.
  • Not being cranky and judgmental…towards statistics
    When was the last time you heard the statistics about how awful the church is, how stupid we are, how ineffective we are, etc. etc.? The author of Christians are Hate-Filled Hypocrites encourages Christians to view statistics a bit more skeptically.

    “Christians are called to accept and love people unconditionally. That doesn’t apply to statistics. We should be cranky and judgmental.”

  • Bad Preaching

    “Contrary to popular opinion, bad preaching isn’t when the preacher reads his sermon, mumbles or bores his audience. That is merely bad delivery. No, bad preaching is preaching that does not rightly proclaim God’s Word of Law and God’s Word of Gospel to sinners.”

    Unfortunately, way too many of today’s sermons fall into these categories–and way too many Christians think in these categories. It’s time we all started preaching the GOSPEL to ourselves (and those around us) regularly.

News to take note of:

  • Primary Care Saves Lives

    Primary care increases life span and decreases disease burden in part because it helps to prevent small problems, such as strep throat, from becoming big ones, such as a life-threatening infection of the heart. Having a regular clinician of that kind makes you a better patient because you trust the advice you receive and so are more likely to follow it; it also gives you access to someone who attends to the whole person, not just one body part. In addition, having someone to coordinate your care can be critical if you have multiple providers—as, for example, when you leave the hospital. “

    The problem? We don’t have enough health care providers in family medicine. So, please, please, please–when choosing your “specialty” as a doctor, a physician assistant, or a nurse practitioner, think seriously about choosing family medicine.

  • Home birth=Dangerous, Right?
    Not necessarily. A critical analysis of the American College of Obstetrics and Gynecology’s position statement on home births reveals much that they aren’t telling.

Laugh out loud funnies:

  • John Piper, off the cuff
    Quotes pulled (out of context) from John Piper’s sermons. Most never find there way into the edited sermon manuscripts–but all are hilarious (and I remember thinking they were hilarious when I listened to the on my MP3 player.) A quick sample:

    “One of the reasons that God made bread – really good bread, not bread that’s ninety percent air – German bread – is to give you a faint taste of heaven.”

    “If you’re listening to ideas that aren’t this book you’re hearing the wrong stuff. Sects happen that way . . . That’s S. E. C. T. S.”

To Read, to See, to Do

Books for the TBR list:

  • Look Me in the Eye by John Elder Robison
    What looks to be a fascinating memoir of growing up with undiagnosed Asperger’s syndrome.
  • Redeeming Singleness by Barry Danylak
    Touted as a Biblical theology of singleness, this book addresses a critical issue in today’s world and church–and an issue I am quite interested in.
  • Sin: A History by Gary A. Anderson
    I almost always find the (non-fiction) books Seth reviews intriguing. Sin: A History is no exception.

And just one, two…three more things

  • Is it unbiblical for a husband and wife to have separate beds?
    Mark Driscoll answered a question from a man whose wife hadn’t slept with him (literally or figuratively) for over a year–and part of his answer included this comment in reference to a husband and wife not sharing a bed:

    “Leave it to Beaver was unbiblical and godless.”

    I’m not sure I agree. I mean, I certainly agree that sharing a bed with a spouse can be an important part of marital oneness–but is it necessary for marital oneness, such that those who do not share a bed are acting in a godless manner? (Please recognize that I am not talking about a husband and wife not having sex. It is clearly unbiblical for a husband and wife to not have sex for any extended length of time–see I Cor 7:4-5.) I am thinking particularly of certain sleep quality issues that may adversely impact health as being reasons for a couple not sleeping in the same bed–snoring, use of a CPAP or other medical devices overnight, severe back problems, etc. Anyway…just musing here.

  • Michael W. Smith deserves the hype
    Shaun Groves rightfully praises Smith’s music-writing talent–and gets excited over a new release that promises a return to the musical and lyrical innovation of my youth. My only complaint with Smith? His over-zealous middle-aged admirers. I went to one of his concerts–and yuck! Like, seriously, women. He’s married. And you probably are too. Go crazy over your OWN husband.
  • On Cycling and Life
    A fantastic bit of encouragement for the taker-uppers of new pursuits. Favorite parts:

    “… not every pursuit must be professionalized.”

    She’s absolutely right. You don’t need padded bicycle shorts, a jersey, or a cyclocomputer to take up cycling. As for myself, I proudly cycle in my skirts with leggings undeneath, or my slacks pegged to keep them from getting caught in the chain.

    “… others will look better doing this….We need to remember that, even on the trail. Swank bikes, swanker outfits, and some hopelessly tight asses fly past me on the bike path, but I can’t — I won’t! — let the achievements and hard work of other cyclists dictate how I feel about my achievements and my hard work.”

    A little note to my friend Joanna–it’s okay that we’re not flying down the road like that guy in his racing gear. The point is not what everyone else is doing on their bikes, but what we are doing on ours–particularly enjoying ourselves, getting good exercise, and glorifying God in conversation.


Dedicated to Amber and John and Grace

…and all the rest of the people who didn’t tag me in the Facebook meme :-)

How old will you be in 10 months?
26

Is the last person you kissed attractive?
Good question. Not sure. I’m guessing the last person I kissed was an infant or toddler–probably a cute one.

What do you look forward to most in the next 3 months?
Currently? Not sure. Lots of things happening, not sure how any of them will turn out. But Christmas is in 3 months!

Who was the last person you called?
According to my phone, Anna. But I didn’t really call her; Grace did. Anna’s phone and mine can talk for free. Grace’s and Anna’s? Not so much.

Who was the last person to call you?
Casandra

What’s your ringtone?
Ring 2

Do you have any pets?
No pets.

What were you doing at 2am last night?
Sleeping in my (own) bed

Are your parents married/..divorced/..separate?
Married 27 years and still going strong. They’re up for the transition to empty-nesters, though, so we can always pray–that’s tough for many marriages.

When is the last time you saw your sister/s?
I saw all three of my sisters last night at my brother’s birthday celebration.

What happened at 10:00 am today?
Nothing has happened at 10am today as it is not yet 10am. What happen? Don’t know.

How many states have you lived in?
One, unless you count my brief stays in Florida and Taumalipas, Mexico.

How many cities/towns have you lived in?
Ditto the above.

What’s the initial of the last person you kissed?
As I said, I’m not sure exactly who I last kissed, except that it was likely a baby.

Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?
Shoes if I’ve got anywhere to go or anything to do. Socks if I’m done for the day and lounging around the house (or going to bed when it’s cold). Bare feet if it’s springtime and I’m planting a garden :-)

Are you a social person?
I think so. Although I do need alone time as well.

What was the last thing you ate?
Homemade cherry pie (for dinner last night)

What is your favorite ice cream?
Used to be butter brickle–and I still love it. But there’s this new Raspberry Cow Tracks stuff–raspberry ice cream with dark chocolate chunks. Um…amazing.

What is your favorite dessert?
Homemade Strawberry Rhubarb Pie

What kind of jelly do you like on your PB & J sandwiches?
I prefer honey, actually. But if I’ve got to do jelly, I prefer homemade strawberry jam (just like my sis!)

Do you like coffee?
I’m a recreational user. I only drink when I’m with people. But I enjoy it when I do!

What do you drink in the morning?
A tall glass of water to rehydrate from a long night of not sleeping.

Have you ever kissed anyone whose named started with D L M R S U Z?

Don’t do a lot of kissing except of babies. But I’m sure I’ve kissed a few babies with one or the other of those initials.

Known someone who’s name starts with U?
Laughing out loud over my sister’s answer: “Yeah, my brother’s name is Ugly.” As for myself, I’m not sure.

Do you like Chinese food?
Yep.

How big is your bed?
Twin

Is your room clean?
Sort of. I just came back from a trip, so I have bags sitting on the floor, but otherwise, most surfaces are clean–except the futon, which is piled with clothes I want to alter sometime when I get some time.

Laptop or Desktop computer?
Desktop. They live, like, a bazillion years longer than laptops do.

Favorite comedians?
Dunno. I don’t listen to/watch a lot of comedians.

Do you smoke?
Nope.

Does anyone like you?
I hope so. (It’d be a sad thing to be unliked.)

Whats the sexiest thing about Condoleeza Rice?
She could have been a concert pianist–but instead she became a female provost and a Secretary of State.

Sleep with or without clothes on?
My lips are sealed.

Who sleeps with you every night?
I don’t sleep with anyone every night. Or any night.

Do long distance relationships work?
For short periods of time. With a lot of work.

How many times have you been pulled over by the police?
I can’t even count. No tickets, but I have had lights out, registration expired, etc. (Lights out was most common–I think I was pulled over for a missing light in at least every one of my parents vehicles when I was just starting to drive.)

Pancakes or French Toast?
Depends on my mood.

How do you like your eggs?
Depends on my mood. At a restaurant? Over hard.

Last person on your missed call list?
Anna? I don’t have a missed call list, that I know of–but I did miss a call from Anna yesterday.

McDonalds or Burger King?
McDonalds. BK used to be good–but now they’re cardboard like everywhere else. And McDonalds has those to-die-for Wild Berry Smoothies.

Number of pillows?
Two

Last thing you bought?
Gas.

What are you hearing right now?
I’m not.

Pick a lyric?
Say what?

Can you play pool?
I can attempt to.

Do you know how to swim?
Yes, but not spectacularly.

Do you like maps?
Absolutely!

Tell me a random fact:
7×6=42 (You didn’t say it had to be about me)

Ever do a keg stand?
What’s that? (Okay, so I’m naive–whatever it is, I haven’t done it.)

What is your favorite season?
Spring.

What is the first music video you ever saw?
No idea.

Favorite quote:
“If I find in myself a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was born for another world.” ~C.S. Lewis (quoted loosely–I’m sure I messed some words up in there.)

What is your favorite hangout?
Where the cool kids are = )

Best friend’s name?
Anna

How long have you known them?
25 1/2 years

Last time you laughed at something stupid?
Last night. Did you know that the “J” in “Timothy J Mentner” stands for “genius”?

What time did you wake up this morning?
First, at 6am (‘Cause that’s my normal waking time.) But I chose to go back to sleep and slept until nine. A gorgeous twelve hours of sleep!

Wake up next to anyone?
Nipes.

Best thing about winter?
Christmas!

Name a couple of favorite colors:
Pink and yellow and white :-) (Or at least that’s what I said when I was a little girl.)

I, unlike Amber and John and Grace, shall graciously invite any of my readers to play along, should they will

:-)


Flashback: Playthings

I remember the neighbor kids’ toys better than I remember my own, which makes this week’s flashback…different.

Flashback Friday buttonPrompt: What toys do you remember from your childhood? … Did you have to “get permission” to play at a friend’s house, or were you and your friends back and forth between houses all the time? … What were the “fad” or “must-have” toys of your generation? Did you parents buy them? Was there a toy you always wanted and never got to have?

Don’t get me wrong. My family had plenty of toys. We had duplos and legos and tinker toys and waffle blocks and lincoln logs and dolls. Mostly imaginative toys, building toys, things that we children played with together, inventing dozens of things.

But what I remember most is our friends’ toys. We had a neighbor who we played with on occasion. She and her siblings had a whole room that was positively stuffed with toys. She had all the toys we didn’t. My Little Pony. Barbies. Cabbage Patch Dolls. Her brother had GI Joes, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and Transformers. The little sister had all sorts of big name children’s stuff (that I didn’t pay much attention to.) The room was absolutely stuffed with toys. When all the toys were in use, the room was literally knee deep in toys–all the toys the kids of my generation were clamoring over.

And mostly, I pitied my friend.

She had a room stuffed with all the best toys the world had to offer–but she played with them all alone.

Her brother was older and he played with his toys. Her sister was younger, she played with her toys. Her parents worked in a factory and were either gone at work or sleeping whenever the kids were at home.

She had all the playTHINGS a child could want–but none of the playMATES I treasured.

I had toys, yes–but they aren’t what I remember. What I remember is taking bicycle rides with the whole family to the park across the railroad tracks. I remember us kids making dashed lines and solid lines along the sidewalk with sidewalk chalk–and enforcing the passing rules. I remember making a doll stroller out of Tinkertoys with my sister. I remember the “tent” mom made us kids out of scraps of fabric. We spent hours under that table draped with its tent, lowering and raising the window flaps, pretending to be explorers or pioneers or even just homemakers.

She had a roomful of toys to play with. I had a houseful of people to play with.

My lot was certainly the better one.

Visit Linda and follow the links to hear other people’s toy memories.


Thankful Thursday: The Body

Today I’m thankful that God has provided all that I need–for my physical body and IN His spiritual body.

I’m thankful for His provision for my physical body…

…for free meals while I’m working (that mean I don’t have to try to pack a lunch that can keep through a long commute)

…for delicious food waiting in my crockpot after a long (LONG) day of work

…for another cavity-free dental appointment (I love NOT having to pay for dental work!)

…for a fancy new toothbrush that makes it easier to clean my wisdom teeth

…for functional clothing and fancy furbelows to cover me–and make me feel pretty :-)

And I’m thankful for the spiritual body that God uses to minister to me in so many ways:

…for my Dad, who functions as a true spiritual head for me, offering advice and acting on my behalf

…for my sister, who never fails to encourage me in conversation

…for my roommate, who cares and does little (and big) things to let me know that she does

…for book club, and the men (and occasional women) who are willing to exercise their minds together with me over a beer

…for Bible study, and the wonderful women who share their hearts and with whom I can share mine

How remarkably blessed I am to have everything that I need for my physical body–and to be placed into a spiritual body that provides for so many of my other needs.

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Unlabeled

For most of my life, I have resisted labeling.

I purchase most of my clothing from used stores, modifying articles as necessary for fit and fashion.

I choose unlabeled clothing–no conspicuous brand names can be found lurking in my closet. It doesn’t matter whether the brand is low-end or high-end. I don’t wear it.

Then I went to get a new lab coat.

My coat from my dietetics internship has gotten pretty ratty and I needed a new one to wear for my new clinical position.

Now, finding a lab coat for me can be tricky: I’m a tall but slender woman. I need a coat with sleeves long enough to cover my arms, and a fitted-ish waist in order to keep me from looking like I’m positively swimming.

The problem is, most men’s coats don’t have fitted waists (I wonder why?) and most women’s coats don’t have long enough sleeves. And even if they do have long enough sleeves, the waist often ends up somewhere around my chest. Which is totally not cool.

After trying on every coat in the store, I found one that I liked.

Me in lab coat

I purchased it despite one huge misgiving.

Lab coat tag: Grey's Anatomy

Yeah.

Oh well. There goes my good intention of living life unlabeled.