Sing, oh!

Filed under: Uncategorized — brin at 10:19 pm on Tuesday, December 22, 2009

An English hymn from the point of view of Christ speaking.  Merry Christmas!

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Tomorrow shall be my dancing day;
I would my true love did so chance
To see the legend of my play,
To call my true love to my dance;

Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love,

my love, my love,
This have I done for my true love.

Then was I born of a virgin pure,
Of her I took fleshly substance
Thus was I knit to man’s nature
To call my true love to my dance.

In a manger laid, and wrapped I was
So very poor, this was my chance
Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass
To call my true love to my dance.

Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love,

my love, my love,
This have I done for my true love.

Traditional English Carol
Go here to hear it sung by a choir at

King’s College, Cambridge.

The picture is by Arthur Rackham

(via: “I Take Joy“)

Holiday Blessings

Filed under: Encouragement, Reflections — brin at 9:48 pm on Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Tonight is a cold, wintery night.  Old Man Winter graced upstate NY with about 8 inches snow!  The weather outside may be frigid but inside, in my heart, it’s toasty warm.

Sitting here counting my blessings leaves me with a feeling of humble thanksgiving.

The man I married almost 13 years ago is still the man I love the most today.  We have made some forever memories over the years.  I am content to say that each year we grow closer together.  I couldn’t ask for a better mate in this life.

I reflect on our baby boy, Tanner, this year.  He’s almost 18 months old.  This holiday season is holding extra special moments.  His eyes lit up when we started lugging out the Christmas twinkle lights.  The “ohhhh” that kept uttering from his little mouth every time he discovered a new ornament on the tree was sweeter than any candy cane. My day is full tucking him in at night as he clings to his Tigger and gives me one last “fist bump” and smile.  His scrunched up nose, four “chicklet” teeth, and slobbery kisses are the best gifts this mommy could receive this year.

Then there’s our little man, Evan.  I could never have imagined what it’d be like to live and love a 4 (almost 5) year old boy.  What an absolute adventure!  He is smart, funny, kind, loving and full of energy.  Hearing his laugh when he tells a joke, watching him dance to “Step in Time,” think intently as he builds a block castle, and draw pictures of our family are just a few of the priceless moments in any given day with Evan.  Then there are the five costume changes per day, him begging for my ski helmet and goggles to wear, plopping his skinny feet into the “moon boots” he adores and riding around on his much-too-small tricycle (in our kitchen).  And homeschooling him is just another highlight.  I couldn’t never have anticipated the pride and joy I’d feel teaching him to read and write, think through a question or quietly pray with him.

Seeing the relationship between our two boys is extraordinary.  I had no idea it would be this fascinating to witness.  As their parents, we are there to encourage them in their relationship with one another and I know that will continue over the years.  But I also see such a natural love and protection they have for one another.  One that mom and dad doesn’t have to foster.  It’s just there.  It’s precious.

Along with each other, we have the love of those around us.  We are surrounded by a caring and loving extended family and also a warm-hearted church family.  All of these things make for a very plenteous life and I am so grateful.

God has been better to me than I ever could have been to myself.  I feel His goodness and faithfulness every day.  My family is together, healthy and happy.  I want for nothing this holiday season.  I am blessed with eternal goodness. The best one of all is love.

Be blessed this holiday season! I pray you and yours feel the love of family and friends and, most importantly, the love of God.

Merry Christmas!

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Unexpected

Filed under: Family — brin at 3:08 pm on Tuesday, December 8, 2009

My children have a way of reminding me never  to underestimate them.  They are not “just kids” who have little understanding of things.  They are persons who God has specifically designed.  I treasure the days with my children.  And there are moments where I’m caught totally off guard and something unexpected is said or done…

My husband and Evan (4 1/2) were playing and Evan says, “Daddy, pretend these are nails.  I’ll be Jesus.  Hammer them into my hands.”  So Dan did.  Evan looks up at daddy and says, “It hurts, but I love my people.”

I know our son doesn’t understand the full magnitude of the sacrifice God made by dying on the cross, but what a statement from a child. Evan knows, even at 4, that God loves us so much that he was willing to endure pain for us.

Our little guy is always asking questions.  We try our best not to give hollow answers just to appease the child and get him to stop asking questions.  It is tiring!  But what a time to impart something wonderful for his heart.

One thing I know for sure, throughout all of the academic successes we will encounter over the years, me and my husband’s chief duty as parents is to introduce our children to Jesus.

That moment with Evan was very unexpected.  Unexpected and incredibly faith building.