"Surely we are not sufficiently sensible of the infinite tenderness of Jesus!" Spurgeon. Psalm 62: 8 Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before him; God is a refuge for us. "When grief presses you to the dust, worship there, 'pour out your heart before Him. God is a refuge for us.' This sweetens sorrow and takes away it's sting." Spurgeon.
Pleasant Moments by Alfredo Rodriguez see http://www.heritageonlinegallery.com/imagespaintings/Rodriguez-PleasantMoments.jpg
I have oft written about God being the greatest artist and being made in His image means we are designed to and have opportunity to reflect some of His creative beauty. Well some supass us all, and one such person is Alfredo Rodriguez !
One of the things I have always loved about Charlotte Mason Educational Philosophy is the emphasis on doing art and studying art history. It is one of the wonderful luxuries God gives us with life in all it's fullness. And with the Internet it is no longer a luxury for the rich only. When Jessica was little we saved every cent to afford to buy her art post cards and later artist's books. Now it is a matter of one click to google and you can find any artist anywhere from any age!
The study of art history and artists is a oft neglected past time in this day and age. Why not revive it in your family?
School today - groan? No, "Yay!" Look what we started with. Take a look at this wonderful Christian artist and his magnificant work! We will study his biography, look at his work, try to copy his work etc this term. He is is going to be 'our artist', our inspiration this term...
Happy Easter, may God bless and keep you and make His face to shine on you and give you His strength both now and evermore!
What grace is mine!
I Cannot Tell
I cannot tell why He whom angels worship
Should set His love upon the sons of men
Or why, as shepherd, He should seek the
To bring them back, they know not how
But this I know, that He was born of Mary
When Bethlehem's manger was His only
And that He lived at Nazareth and
And so the Saviour, Saviour of the world
I cannot tell how silently He suffered
As with His peace He graced this place
Or how His heart upon the cross was
The crown of pain to three and thirty
But this I know, He heals the
And stays our sin and calms our lurking
And lifts the burden from the heavy
For yet the Saviour, Saviour of the world
I cannot tell how all the lands shall
When at His bidding every storm is stilled
Or who can say how great the jubilation
When all the hearts of men with love
But this I know, the skies will thrill with
And myriad, myriad human voices sing
And earth to heaven, and heaven to
earth will answer
At last the Saviour, Saviour of the world