Well, I knew it was Erlene’s birthday today! So did all the quokkas. But trust humans to let a thing like that slip past them.
Here on Rottnest Island, all of us quokkas have gotten together to wish Erlene a happy birthday We know she’s still recovering from her illness, so we won’t expect her to come out and play Pickup Stix. But we’ll play a few games in your honor, dear friend!
If our dear friend Erlene were up and about today, she might well ask for a hymn by Carroll Roberson. Dear sister, you rest easy, we’ll serve it to you in bed: How Great Thou Art, by Carroll Roberson. This is another one my mother and my aunts used to sing as they went about their housework. I can almost hear them when I play it.
I don’t know–my soul cried for this hymn today, so here it is: All Glory Be to Christ, by King’s Kaleidoscope.
And please, everybody: we haven’t heard from our dear sister Erlene for three days now, so let’s pray that she’s all right and it’s only her computer on the fritz again. Please, Lord, protect her, bless her, heal her. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
I wish that we could gather together here.
You’re Invited (I Wish)
There’s a lot to be said for a nice back porch. My family got good use out of our old back porch, at our first house. Fully screened, no problem with mosquitoes. How many night, as a boy, I lay in bed with my bedroom windows open, listening to grown-up family and friends chatting and laughing on the porch. I miss that!
Well, we don’t have a porch anymore, so we’ll have to make do with a cyber-porch. You’re all invited. We’ll be home all day.
Could we get behind our friend and sister Phoebe, and offer up our prayers? She has been confronted with some threatening health problems, she doesn’t yet know what they might mean–and that has to be quite scary.
O Lord our God! In Jesus’ name, and by the power of Jesus’ name, be swift and sure to help your servant, Phoebe. Protect her, Lord! Whatever healing she needs, please heal her. Be her defense… and ours. Take her under the shelter of your wings!
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Our friend Erlene was under the weather two days ago and I was worried for her; but she’s somewhat better now–and WordPress has not allowed her to post comments. We are still working on this problem!
Meanwhile, we have this–for her, and all the rest of us–What a Friend We Have in Jesus, sung by Mrs. Carroll Roberson, Donna.
St. John, as played by Richard Harris
I like to think of this blog as a kind of community; but I know it’s a community in which different interpretations of the Bible, especially regarding “end times,” abound.
But the point I want to make is that we are all here. And what are we doing here, with our comments, Bible verses, and various other writings? What are we doing here?
Working. We are all working to serve Christ’s Kingdom. That is what we have in common, in spite of our differing opinions. We belong to different churches, we come from different Christian traditions, we have different experiences… but we are all here, all working as we can in the service of our Savior and our King. How He makes use of us, and how He makes use of our work, is very much up to Him.
So I put my head down and keep on working, as best I can. I think all or most of us are doing that. Some of my work takes the form of writing fantasy novels. So be it: that’s what I do. In the end God will make it all clear. Until then, we work… in His service.
Our friend and esteemed colleague “ElderMike” carved this graceful image of a Diplodocus, with eggs and a baby. I don’t think Charles R. Knight himself could do a better job of it (he sculpted in clay, not wood).
As someone who couldn’t do a work like this to save his life, I can only enjoy and admire it, and share it with the rest of you. It took Patty several days to figure out how to transfer the picture from e-mail to our blog’s Media page–no small achievement, that.
This really is beautiful, isn’t it? Thank you, Mike!
I forgot to catch up on my email yesterday, so I missed Phoebe’s prayer request, until just now. I’m very sorry about that!
Our dear friend, sister in Christ, and esteemed colleague Phoebe needs our prayers: she’s fallen ill with a number of symptoms, all of them quite unpleasant. She’s had a rough time of it lately. I wish we could go to her and make her some soup.
Please, Lord, please! Now it’s your faithful servant Phoebe who’s sick and needs your help–please, Father, deliver her out of trouble! Please, Father, heal her. O Jesus thou son of David, have mercy on your servant, and heal her.
We pray in Jesus’ name, Amen.