June Caedmon's Blog, page 48
December 3, 2015
Inspired by . . . His name is Jesus
Inspired by . . . His name is Jesus
And her husband Joseph, being a just man and unwilling to put her to shame, resolved to divorce her quietly. But as he considered these things, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, "Joseph, son of David, do not fear to take Mary as your wife, for that which is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will bear a son, and you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins." Mat 1:19-21
Behold the virgin birth!
Should we be surprised that God chose such a righteous man as Joseph, and such a courageous woman as Mary to raise His Son?
During this second week of Advent I encourage you to ponder the back-story of His miraculous and JOYous birth.
Come down from the pomp and splendor of the trumpeting angels. Turn from the bright, twinkling stars for just a moment, and walk the dusty streets beside a simple carpenter and a teenage girl.
Never, in their wildest dreams, could either of them have imagined what God would ask them to do.
What kind of man was Joseph? Scripture tells us he was a just man. Even before the angel appeared to him in a dream, Joseph had decided to divorce Mary quietly, rather than shame her publically. His compassionate response tells me that he had feelings for her, which means he likely felt hurt and betrayed by what he believed had taken place.
What would life had been like for a young mother shamed in this way? Mary might very well have chosen stoning over the life as a single mother and outcast, except for the Promise that she knew grew within her.
Mary trusted God to protect her. She trusted Him even though she didn’t know His plan. We know about Joseph’s dream, but there is no evidence in scripture that Mary knew. When she said yes to God, she did so assuming the worst could happen. She had to have been terrified. One moment she was the apple of her father’s eye, betrothed to a good, stable man and the next . . . at best an outcast - at worst stoned to death.
Yet, she said yes.
What gave Mary the courage, and Joseph the confidence to say yes?
I think they were able to do so because they knew. . . how great is our God! They had been raised with the scriptures. They knew them intimately. Generation after generation had been waiting for the Messiah.
Just as we await Him now.
Their fear quickly turned to JOY and praise!
The long-awaited Savior was about to be born!
We can learn much from Mary and Joseph. They were real people. Dealing with real, life-changing issues. Just like you and me.
Are we compassionate, like Joseph, in the face of disappointment and betrayal?
Are we obedient and trusting, like Mary? Even when saying yes to God may mean losing everything we hold dear?
If there is one thing I’ve learned in this life, it’s that things are often not as they appear. God works in complex and mysterious ways.
But He can be trusted.
Always.
“For nothing will be impossible with God." Luke 1:37
Blessings,
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December 1, 2015
Inspired by . . . framed in glass
Inspired by . . . framed in glass
We just spent a cold, wet, blustery weekend in north Texas. The weather was perfect for one thing . . .
. . . getting us into the Christmas spirit!
The town squares were dressed in twinkling lights and the shops were filled with all things merry and bright. Lovely things, cozy and warm, just what you’d expect to see this time of year.
Snowmen and Santas are icons of the season, but there is one, little red bundle of feathers that makes me think Christmas all the year through.
I’m blessed to have several pairs of cardinals that have made their home near mine here in south Texas. Of course, I have a gazillion pictures of them, but being south Texas, not one of those pictures includes snow!
I thought it would be fun to do a little creative texturing over the next four weeks leading up to Christmas, and share with you some before and after images of these beautiful red birds. Enjoy!
Before:
After:
Framed in Glass
Starburst crystals cling to the window pane
Lavish mounting for a frame
Cardinals in the snow
All rights reserved @ Debra Squyres 2013
Blessings,
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November 30, 2015
Inspired by . . . a month in photos: November
Inspired by . . . a month in photos: November
November? what? where?
Gone.
Yup.
That was November.
{I think the elves were conspiring against the turkeys . . . or something}
My images are not nearly as November-ish as the lovely Mona’s. Please click over and give her some love. You won’t be sorry.
Favorite photo:
Favorite quote:
To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion;
to be worthy, not respectable, wealthy, not rich;
to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart;
to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently,
await occasions, hurry never;
in a word to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious,
grow up through the common-
this is my symphony.
~ William Henry Channing
May it be our guide into this season of Advent . . .
When you look back at November,
what do you see?
Blessings,

November 29, 2015
Inspired by . . . Advent: the Word became flesh
Inspired by . . . Advent: the Word became flesh
And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.
Joh 1:14
Advent: arrival
The season of Advent, the four weeks preceding Christmas, celebrates our anticipation of Christ’s arrival into the world!
For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon His shoulder, and His name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6
After sharing
November 25, 2015
Inspired by . . . Grateful Series IV: Every Blessing Turned to Praise
Inspired by . . . Grateful Series IV: Every Blessing Turned to Praise
So I will bless You as long as I live; in Your name I will lift up my hands. Psa 63:4
Being able to praise God in both trial and blessing is evidence of a grateful heart.
In moments of difficulty, when He is all we have, hopefully we come to realize that He is all we need.
Failure to give praise can open the door to pride and feelings of entitlement. We can start thinking that we deserve, or have earned our blessings on our own merit.
This is a dangerous path, my friend.
Instead, when we give praise to God, and acknowledge Him as the Giver of all good gifts, we open the door wide for Him to do abundantly more than we could ever ask or imagine!
Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. Eph 3:20-21
Wishing you and your
family a blessed Thanksgiving!
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November 23, 2015
Inspired by . . . serial novels
Inspired by . . . serial novels
Hello, friends, Jonathan Graham here, stepping in for June today.
It seems it happens every year, the holidays are upon us before we’ve fully recovered from summer. Pilgrims and pumpkins are whisked off the shelves, replaced with Rudolph the reindeer and laughing Santas before we’ve even had the chance to honor the meaning of the moment.
My thoughts always turn to Dickens this time of year. I’ve watched A Christmas Carol every year since as long as I can remember. And every time I see it, I’m encouraged to honor the spirit of Christmas throughout the year.
Those of you familiar with Dickens probably know that every one of his novels was published serially--that is, the novels appeared not all at once, but in parts or installments, over a space of time. There were various reasons for this, one of them being that the cost to purchase a complete novel was well above what most people could afford in those days, while each installment cost only a shilling. Much as changed in the literary world over the last 150 years.
With the invention of electronic readers the cost of the texts has gone down, and with it the need for large spaces in which to house the books that fulfill {some of} our insatiable appetite for the written word. Personally, there are still some texts that I want, no need, to hold in my hands and smell the ink, but I also have a vast electronic library that continues to grow.
There is no shortage of books, even good books. What I find to be in short supply of, as I’m sure most of you do as well . . .
. . . is time.
It is with all this in mind that we have decided to release June’s next book as a serial novel.
No Tomorrow will be released in six, time-manageable installments, over the course of the next four to six months. The first installment is available now for pre-order , and releases this Sunday! Just in time to wrap up your holiday weekend with cup of tea and a new book!
With Thanksgiving upon us, June and I are counting our blessings. I know I speak for her when I say, one of our biggest blessings is all of YOU! Your readership and support is of great encouragement and inspiration.
Thank you!
Jonathan
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November 21, 2015
Inspired by . . . as the deer
Inspired by . . . as the deer
As the deer panteth for the water
So my soul longeth after Thee
You alone are my heart's desire
And I long to worship Thee
You alone are my strength, my shield
To You alone may my spirit yield
You alone are my heart's desire
And I long to worship Thee
You're my friend and You are my brother
Even though You are a king
I love You more than any other
So much more than anything
You alone are my strength, my shield
To You alone may my spirit yield
You alone are my heart's desire
And I long to worship Thee
I want You more than gold or silver
Only You can satisfy
You alone are the real joy giver
And the apple of my eye
In the stillness,


November 20, 2015
Inspired by . . . Grateful Series III: “more please!”
Inspired by . . . Grateful Series III: “more please!”
I’ve been pondering how often I receive a blessing from God, thank Him for it, and then immediately move on wondering, what’s next?
Like the child who says “thank you” out of obedience and then immediately asks “more please.”
Always looking to the next or bigger blessing reveals a dissatisfied spirit.
Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content. I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me. Php 4:11-13
Certainly I can be grateful without always being content, but for my gratitude to be truly pleasing to God, I believe it should walk hand-in-hand with a spirit of contentment.
A grateful perspective realizes God gave us the good we have, responds with praise, and then believes His good is enough.
Cultivating a spirit of gratitude laced with contentment is as easy as looking at your life.
Every day, take time to look around you and thank God for what you see.
But don’t stop there . . .
. . . tell Him it’s enough.
Blessings,
*Thoughts inspired by the I’m Grateful reading plan at Bible.com
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November 18, 2015
Inspired by . . . brown-eyed visitors
Inspired by . . . brown-eyed visitors
They eat my blooms and knock over the birdbath, yet they have a gentleness and grace that quiets my irritation.
They have a light in their eye that touches my soul. And I know I would have to be suffering a great hunger before being willing to snuff it out.
They came this day to quench their thirst.
The earth, after drinking in nearly a year’s worth of rain one weekend in May, was once again dry and cracked. The summer had dragged on . . . cloudless.
It’s been a year of feast or famine.
Highs and lows.
Mountain tops and valleys.
My spiritual life is like that sometimes. One moment a bubbling brook of Living water, resting in calm, deep pools of faith. Or running merrily over jagged rocks without a care. Then, suddenly, the riverbed is dry and cracked. I find myself tired and weary, wondering where God is in this barren wilderness.
If I’m honest, I’ll tell you the riverbed didn’t dry up overnight. It happened gradually, just as the moisture moves deep with the earth to fill it’s cavernous depths. It happened as I put one more thing ahead of time with Him, time in His word, time in worship and in prayer.
The deer know when they can’t find water anywhere else, they’ll find my birdbath full. It’s a risk, they have to come near the house to take a drink. But the water quenches their raging thirst.
In the same way, I know that Jesus is the Living water. Only by abiding in Him will I have life. Drawing near to God has its own risks. God accepts us as we are, but He doesn’t leave us that way. When we come into His presence we are changed. Change can hurt. But the kind of change that God brings births freedom, and peace.
The deer come in the early morning light to drink, just as I should come each morning to Him.
The deer will be thirsty again.
In fact, this big guy visited me this morning.
But Jesus promised that when we drink of Him, our thirst will be eternally quenched.
In Him we are satisfied. The deep pools of our soul’s deepest longings are filled, and our faith once again bubbles merrily along the way.
Shalom,
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November 14, 2015
Inspired by . . . solidarité
Inspired by . . . solidarité
Shine Lord into the shadows of this world
and by the light of Your people dispel the darkness
that this world might glimpse Your grace
and seeing it might understand the difference.
©John Birch
The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.
Psa 34:18
Praying for Paris,
#prayforparis
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