Thursday, December 29, 2011

That's the Way It Is

That's Wade.  Another ENT visit.  Fluid still present after fighting it all fall.  Fourth ear tube surgery scheduled.

That's Randall.    Root canal for a front tooth he injured last Christmas.

That's the clothesline.  Broken.

That's Monopoly.  A nice safe activity in which boys don't break teeth or clotheslines.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Fear Not

Probably we have all experienced fear in the past year.

Maybe you couldn't find your child in a busy store....and 5 minutes felt like an hour.

Maybe you received a medical diagnosis that made you afraid of the future--or of no future.

Maybe you felt a knot in your stomach (not too much, but just a little bit you know) at the logistics of setting up a new business in a poor economy.

Maybe you were afraid of what can't be explained.

Maybe you were afraid of the truth.

Maybe you wish an angel would appear to you and say, "Fear not!"

In the linking of what appeared to be separate instances,  I had an "aha" moment this week complete with two stunning visuals to help me remember to fear not without an angel.  Or maybe there was one.  Who knows?

Never doubt that God can't work through YouTube.

Nevin had shown me the first video a few weeks ago, a matter of physics and pendulum waves and patterns of movement that cycle through moments of being in sync,  then apparently chaotic, and then back in sync again.  "Wow!"  I said, "Cool!"  and went on with my day's work.

On Thursday, our neighbor who creates metal sculptures, called us to come and see his latest creation he had just finished out of pieces from an old restored mill building in town.  He had centered the design around an old scale from the building and had incorporated working parts with chain pulleys and big wheels.  He had echoed the lollipop shape of the scale in several other metal lollipop pieces, some fixed on the back of the sculpture and some free-swinging on two of the large wheels at the top.

I was fascinated with how much those lollipops reminded me of the seats on a ferris wheel as the wheel spun.  But then at certain points they seemed to move at random, flinging themselves in every direction instead of moving smoothly.  "There is a mathematical term for that," said Mr. Finch, "and they are not chaotic although they appear to be."

Hmmm.  Something began to click.  Was it random that the same idea appeared before me twice within a few short weeks?

I don't think so.

Look at these two videos, the first a visual symphony of uncoupled pendulums and the second a computer-generated music box of movement called digital harmony.

Notice the moments in each one where the movement appears to be random, chaotic, without reason.

Then notice how it all comes back together into a beautiful dance of rhythm and order.

And as you watch, think....

...about the Divine Master who created the laws of the universe

...about that same Supreme Being Who knew the rules well enough to break them and send a tiny baby--half human, half God--into a chaotic world

...about a baby who brought with Him the love that makes beautiful harmonic order out of brokenness

...about a baby whose life gave us the purpose to move through apparent randomness toward a predictable goal

...about a baby who taught us that what appears to be random, isn't.

And you might just carry these visuals in your heart to help you move through the moments of fear in a new year.

Or you might just say, "Wow!  Cool!" and walk away.

The choice is yours and mine.

Click on the link below to start the animation.
Music Box

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

All Real Woods Are a Little Enchanted

We finished reading the Chronicles of Narnia last week and Christopher cried because there are no more.....

So Wade comforted him with an enchantment of his own.
"There's the horse," he said.  "Right there!"

And then he played magical music in the background....

Oh, all right.  Maybe there are still other books worth reading.

Fairy land arouses a longing for [the child] knows not what.  It stirs and troubles him with the dim sense of something beyond his reach and, far from dulling or emptying the actual world, gives it a new dimension of depth.  He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods:  the reading makes all real woods a little enchanted.                                              --C. S. Lewis

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Partying with Our Extra Chromosomes

Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of  mind.  To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas. --Calvin Coolidge


Cool outfit!

Hang onto those whiskers, Santa!

Horse Feathers the Clown 

Zarro, the Balloon Artist had fantastic creations.

Thanks to our friends with a little extra, who carry Christmas in their hearts all year.

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

Signs of the Seasons

Wade was happy to be an Indian for his Thanksgiving program.

One of his little friends was not happy to be a turkey!

There's a teenager in the house!

Caught in the act!  Somebody got hungry ahead of time.

Somebody also thought his head should be in every picture.

When we're not doing everyday things, we've been living in Narnia lately.  Delightful!  

I found a strange affinity with this glorious quote from Aslan: 

"And business.  I feel I am going to roar.  You had better put your fingers in your ears."  

And somebody redesigned the manger scene. 
I feel a roar coming on....