Terri Kraus

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

100 Most Beautiful Words

#3 aestivate
To summer, the spend the summer.
#4 ailurophile
A cat lover.

Reflection:  Menno Simons (Netherlands,1496-1561)

"He [the Holy Spirit] guides us into all truth; he justifies us; he cleanses, sanctifies, pacifies, consoles, reproves, cheers and assures us; he testifies to our spirit that we are the children of God. The Spirit all receive who believe on Christ."

Fiction Book Review:  Jayber Crow, by Wendell Barry

This tender story, about the barber and church sexton of the small town of Port William, Kentucky in the late 30's to late 60's, is not only about a person, but more so about a place and its people. Beautifully told, against the backdrop of the winding Kentucky River and its rolling hills with compassion, rare insights and both humor and sadness, it brings you poignantly back to a more simple time, a rural way of life and its gentle rhythms.  After his parents' death, Jayber is sent to an out-of-town orphanage at the age of 10, and returns 13 years later to the place of his birth and carves out a spare life for himself there.  We are along for his gently journey, to see how a community shapes a man and how a man shapes a community, in times of war and peace, poverty and plenty, seasons of the year and seasons of the heart.  Jayber's unrequited love for Mattie, another man's wife, remains pure and bears the fruits of faith and serenity in his life. We are privileged to be in on his observances of a town and its people on the brink of change, as the twentieth century rolls on and threatends to obliterate an agricultural way of life in the wake of progress.  We get to know and love, along with Jayber, a cast of truly memorable characters.  The prose can only be described as elegant, exquisitely reflective and fine-tuned, and resonates with the very heart of the land itself. There are so many beautiful passages that I could share, it's hard to choose.  The following will give you a taste of Barry's incredible skill at descriptions:
I came to feel a tenderness for them all.  This was something new to me.  It gave me a curious pleasure to touch them, to help them in and out of the chair, to shave their weather-toughened old faces.  They had known hard use, nearly all of them.  You could tell it by their hands, which were shaped by wear and often by the twists and swellings of arthritis.  They had used their hands forgetfully, as hooks and pliers and hammers, and in every kind of weather.  The backs of their hands showed a network of little scars where they had been cut, nicked, thornstuck, pinched, punctured, scraped, and burned.  Their faces told that they had suffered things they did not talk about.  Every one of them had a good knife in his pocket, sharp, the blades whetted narrow and concave, the horn of the handle worn smooth.  The oldest ones spoke, like Uncle Othy, the old broad speech of the place; they said “ahrn” and “fahr” and “tard” for “iron” and “fire” and “tired”; they said “yorn” for “yours,” “cheer” for “chair,” “deesh” for “dish,” “dreen” for “drain,” “slide” for “sled,” and “juberous” for “dubious.”  I loved to listen to them, for they spoke my native tongue.  (Page 127)

I highly recommend this book.  It is a superb choice for a book club discussion. 

Here's the link to it on Amazon:

Sermon Snips:  Mark Batterson, Pastor—National Community Church, Washington, D.C.

Quit living as if the purpose of life is to arrive safely at death.  Grab life by the mane.  Set God-sized goals.  Pursue God-ordained passions.  Go after a dream that is destined to fail without divine intervention. Keep asking questions.  Keep making mistakes.  Keep seeking God.  Stop pointing out problems and become part of the solution.  Stop repeating the past and start creating the future.  Stop playing if safe and start taking risks.  Expand your horizons.  Accumulate experiences.  Consider the lilies.  Enjoy the journey.  Find every excuse you can to celebrate everything you can.  Live like today is the first day and the last day of your life.  Don't let what's wrong with you keep you from worshipping what's right with God.  Burn sinful bridges.  Blaze a new trail.  Criticize by creating.  Worry less about what people think and more about what God thinks.  Don't try to be who you're not.  Be yourself. Laugh at yourself.  Quit holding out.  Quit holding back.  Quit running away.Chase the lion.

Quotes:  Mark Twain
"It's better to keep your mouth shut and give the impressions that you're stupid than to open it and remove all doubt."
"The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightening and the lightening bug."

Quotes:  Jim Elliot, Missionary/Martyr
"Wherever you are, be all there."

Quotes: A.W. Tozer
"The sovereign God wants to be loved for Himself and honored for Himself, but that is only part of what he wants.  The other part is that he wants us to know that when we have Him, we have everything—we have all the rest."

Song Lyrics: Revelation Song, Jennie Lee Riddle
(most recently recorded by Kari Jobe and Phillips, Craig and Dean)

Worthy is the
Lamb who was slain...
Holy, Holy, is He.
Sing a new song, to Him who sits on
Heaven's Mercy Seat.

Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Who was, and is, and is to come.
With all creation I sing:
Praise to the King of Kings!
You are my everything,
And I will adore You…


Clothed in rainbows, of living color,
Flashes of lightning, rolls of thunder.
Blessing and honor, strength and
Glory and power be
To You the Only Wise King,


Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Who was, and is, and is to come.
With all creation I sing:
Praise to the King of Kings!
You are my everything,
And I will adore You...

Filled with wonder,
Awestruck wonder
At the mention of Your Name.
Jesus, Your Name is Power,
Breath, and Living Water,
Such a marvelous mystery.


Holy, Holy, Holy
Is the Lord God Almighty
Who was, and is, and is to come, yeah
With all creation I sing:
Praise to the King of Kings!
You are my everything,
And I will adore You!

Link to the video of this song:

Scripture:  Psalm 145

I will exalt you, my God and King, 
and praise your name forever and ever.
Great is the Lord!  He is most worthy of praise!
No one can measure his greatness.
Let each generation tell its children of your mighty acts;
let them proclaim your power.
I will meditate on your majestic, glorious splendor
and your wonderful miracles.
Your awe-inspiring deeds will be on every tongue;
I will proclaim your greatness.
Everyone will share the story of your wonderful goodness;
they will sing with joy about your righteousness.
The Lord is merciful and compassionate,
slow to anger and filled with unfailing love.
The Lord is good to everyone;
He showers compassion on all his creation.
All of your works will thank you, Lord
and your faithful followers will praise you.
They will speak of the glories of your kingdom;
they will give examples of your power.
They will tell about your mighty deeds
and about the majesty and glory of your reign.
For your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom.
You rule through all generations.
The Lord always keeps his promises;
he is gracious in all he does.
The Lord lifts the fallen and lifts those bent beneath their loads.
The eyes of all look to you in hope;
you give them their food as they need it.
When you open your hand, you satisfy the hunger and thirst
of every living thing.
The Lord is righteous in everything he does;
he is filled with kindness.
The Lord is close to all who call on him,
yes, to all who call on him in truth.
He grants the desires of those who fear him;
he hears their cries for help and rescues them.
The Lord protects all those that love him,
but he destroys the wicked.
I will praise the Lord , and may everyone on earth
bless his holy name forever and ever.

(New Living Translation)

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