Tuesday, September 25, 2007

*~Jane switch~*

Quite a while ago I mentioned that I had started to read Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen. Well ... I finally finished it. After month and months of trying to finish it. :) It took me a while to read it, but it was so good! :) I loved it and am very happy to own my own copy. :) Hurrah for book stores! :) But as I have finished that one I'm starting Persuasion which is also by Jane Austen. I'm hoping it will be as good as her other one. :) I'm not that far into it, but I'm liking it already.

Monday, September 24, 2007

~Jane quote~

"'And how does dear, dear Norland look?' cried Marianne.
'Dear, dear Norland,' said Elinor, 'probably looks much as it always does at this time of year - the woods and walks thickly covered with dead leaves.'
'Oh!' cried Marianne, 'with what transporting sensations have I formerly seen them fall! How have I delighted, as I walked, to see them driven in showers about me by the wind! What feelings have they, the season, the air altogether inspired! Now there is no one to regard them. They are seen only as a nuisance, swept hastily off, and driven as much as possible from the sight.'"
~Jane Austen, "Sense and Sensibility."

Friday, September 21, 2007

Good-bye Wilbur

Last night/early this morning, out littlest puppy died. Wilbur. He was born second out of the three, but he was so small. He gained, I think, about one oz. in almost three weeks while the other ones tripled in size. So this morning we buried him. Even though it was sad and we realize he was just a puppy, we remember that God is good, even in taking a puppy. That little puppy was the favored one and it was very sad when he died, but God has a plan to make us more like Him even when we're sad. We don't have the hope that our puppy will be in heaven, but we have the hope that all things work out for the good of those people who love God, even the death of a favorite puppy.
Wilbur was so little that we put him in a check, the kind in your checkbook, box.
The box in the "grave". Little Kida was so sad, she cried the whole time Wilbur was on the counter and when we took him outside and when we buried the box. She just wanted to carry him back into her house next to her.Yeah, I know, I know, the cross thing on the "grave" is weird and creepy. *Shrugs* Leah was being weird. :)Little Kida sitting in the chair to be able to look up on the counter where Wilbur used to be. Still crying for her little baby boy.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Monday, September 10, 2007

Quote on prayer

"Oh, how dissatisfied I am with myself. How I long to be like unto Him into whose image I shall one day be changed when I see Him as He is! I believe nobody understands me on religious points, for I can not and, it seems to me, need not parade my private feelings before the world ... I do dislike the present style of talking on religious subjects. Let people pray - earnestly, fervently, not simply morning and night, but the whole day long, making lives one continued prayer; but, oh, don't let them tell of, or let others know half how much the communion with Heaven is known to their own hearts. Is it not true that those who talk most, go most to meetings, run hither and thither to all sorts of societies and all sorts of readings - is it not true that such people would not find peace and contentment - yes, blessedness of blessedness - in solitary hours when to the Searcher of hearts alone are known their aspirations and their love? ... there is not enough of real, true communion with God, not enough nearness to Him, not enough heart-searching before Him; and too much parade and bustle and noise in doing His work on earth.
~From Elizabeth Prentiss' diary on January 1, 1841

Friday, September 07, 2007

Elizabeth Prentiss quote

"Bring into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ. Take what I cannot give - my heart, body, thoughts, time, abilities, money, health, strength, nights, days, youth, age - and spend them in Thy service, O my crucified Master, Redeemer, God. Oh, let not these be mere words! Whom have I in the heaven but Thee? And there is no one upon earth that I desire in comparison to Thee. My heart is athirst for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?"
~Elizabeth Prentiss, "Stepping Heavenward."