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  • March21st


    On Saturday, March 17, 2012 we celebrated Eva’s 1st birthday. As a household tradition, I made a short video highlighting Eva’s first year.

    Angie and I recognize that it is God Himself who “gives to all people life and breath and all things” (Acts 17:25). It is what we teach our children as well. In His wisdom, kindness, and love, God has given life to Eva and has entrusted her to us. In return we entrust ourselves to Him who alone saves, delivers, causes hearts to turn to Him.

    Cielito Lindo” (“Beautiful little love of mine” or literally “beautiful little heavenly one“) sung by Marta Gomez – “From Prada to Nada” (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) 2011.

    Lyrics vary widely from performer to performer and every singer is free to add some new verse to his or her own interpretation. Some of the most traditional lyrics are the following:

    Spanish Literal English translation Metaphoric English translation
    De la Sierra Morena,
    Cielito lindo, vienen bajando,
    Un par de ojitos negros,
    Cielito lindo, de contrabando.Estribillo:
    Ay, ay, ay, ay,
    Canta y no llores,
    Porque cantando se alegran,
    Cielito lindo, los corazones.Pájaro que abandona,
    Cielito lindo, su primer nido,
    Si lo encuentra ocupado,
    Cielito lindo, bien merecido.(Estribillo)Ese lunar que tienes,
    Cielito lindo, junto a la boca,
    No se lo des a nadie,
    Cielito lindo, que a mí me toca.

    (Estribillo)

    Si tu boquita morena,
    Fuera de azúcar, fuera de azúcar,
    Yo me lo pasaría,
    Cielito lindo, chupa que chupa.

    (Estribillo)

    De tu casa a la mía,
    Cielito lindo, no hay más que un paso,
    Antes que venga tu madre,
    Cielito lindo, dame un abrazo.

    (Estribillo)

    Una flecha en el aire,
    Cielito lindo, lanzó Cupido,
    y como fue jugando,
    Cielito lindo, yo fui el herido.

    (Estribillo)

    From the Sierra Morena,
    Pretty darling, they come down,
    a pair of black eyes,
    Pretty little heaven, which are contraband.Refrain:
    Ay, ay, ay, ay,
    sing and don’t cry,
    because singing gladdens,
    Pretty little heaven, the hearts.Bird that abandons,
    pretty darling, his first nest,
    if he finds it occupied,
    Pretty little heaven, is well deserved.(Refrain)That mole you have
    pretty darling, next to your mouth,
    don’t give it to anyone,
    Pretty little heaven, for it belongs to me.

    (Refrain)

    If your little mouth, dark one,
    were made of sugar, were made of sugar
    I would spend my time,
    Pretty little heaven, sucking(x2)

    (Refrain)

    From your house to mine
    pretty darling, there is no more than a step.
    Before your mother comes,
    Pretty little heaven, give me a hug.

    (Refrain)

    An arrow in the air
    pretty sweetheart, Cupid launched
    playing he shot it towards me,
    Pretty little heaven, and I’ve been wounded.

    (Refrain)

    Through dark tresses, heavenly one,
    a pair of deep brown eyes,
    lower as they approach,
    a stolen glance.Refrain:
    Ay, ay, ay, ay,
    sing and don’t cry,
    heavenly one, for singing
    gladdens hearts.A bird that abandons
    his first nest, heavenly one,
    then finds it occupied by another,
    deserves to lose it.(Refrain)That beauty mark you have
    next to your mouth, heavenly one,
    don’t share with anyone but me
    who appreciates it.

    (Refrain)

    If your little mouth, my dark girl,
    were made of sugar,
    I would spend my time
    enjoying its sweetness.

    (Refrain)

    From your house to mine
    there is no more than a step.
    Before your mother comes,
    heavenly one, give me a hug.

    (Refrain)

    Cupid shot off an arrow,
    heavenly one,
    And though he was playing,
    I was wounded.

    (Refrain)

  • February23rd

    Jerry Bridges in his book, Respectable Sins (NavPress 2007), addresses the topic of “Anxiety and Frustration[1][ch. 8]. In it he quotes John Newton, who writes a letter to his friend, saying:

     

    Respectable Sins

    [One of the marks of Christian maturity which a believer should seek is] an acquiescence in the Lord’s will founded in a persuasion of his wisdom, holiness, sovereignty, and goodness.… So far as we attain to this, we are secure from disappointment. Our own limited views, and short-sighted purposes and desires, may be, and will be, often over-ruled; but then our main and leading desire, that the will of the Lord may be done, must be accomplished. How highly does it become us, both as creatures and as sinners, to submit to the appointments of our Maker! and how necessary is it to our peace! This great attainment is too often unthought of, and over-looked; we are prone to fix our attention upon the second causes and immediate instruments of events; forgetting that whatever befalls us is according to his purpose, and therefore must be right and seasonable in itself, and shall in the issue be productive of good. From hence arise impatience, resentment, and secret repinings [i.e., complainings], which are not only sinful, but tormenting; whereas, if all things are in his hand, if the very hairs of our head are numbered; if every event, great and small, is under the direction of his providence and purpose; and if he has a wise, holy, and gracious end in view, to which everything that happens is subordinate and subservient;—then we have nothing to do, but with patience and humility to follow as he leads, and cheerfully to expect a happy issue.… How happy are they who can resign all to him, see his hand in every dispensation, and believe that he chooses better for them than they possibly could for themselves![2]

     

    If I know God to be “the only wise God” (Rom 16:27), then why don’t I trust him? If I know Him to be “the blessed and only Sovereign, the King of kings and Lord of lords,” (1 Tim 6:15) then why don’t I lean on His providence in my life?

    Surely I am limited and short-sighted. Is it not the Lord who said, “My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways” in Isaiah 55:8.

    I must yield myself to this all-knowing, all-powerful, all-mighty-over-all-sovereign God. I have no clue “about tomorrow.” I know that “tomorrow will care for itself” (Matt 6:34) yet I struggle in my flesh to bring all things under “the direction of his providence and purpose.” Therefore I resolve to pray and ask God to grant me faith to believe that His providential will for me in difficult circumstances (as well the “good” circumstances) comes to me in His infinite wisdom and goodness. Therefore I rely upon God and not on me. Therefore I acquiesce to His Will for my life.

     


    [1] Jerry Bridges, Respectable Sins: Confronting the Sins We Tolerate (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2007), 66.
    [2] John Newton, Letters of John Newton (Carlisle, PA: The Banner of Truth Trust, 1960), 137.
  • January3rd

    Sword and Trowel
    This was the cover of the first issue of Spurgeon’s magazine, The Sword and the Trowel.

    Another year dawns and if you are like me I find myself asking, “What is to be said about this 2012 year?” Or better yet, “what is my attitude towards this new year?” 2011 was a good year filled with many blessings and it was also a year that had brought about some difficult providences of God in my life. “What do I say about this new year?” What are some words to consider as a face a new year, even on day 3 of that year?

    I found an article titled, “A Happy New Year” in a monthly magazine not from this century or from the last, but from 1868 and it provided “sober cheerfulness” and thought to fill my heart and mind as I consider this new 2012 year.  I trust it will do the same for you.

    In the article, the famous and well known pastor and preacher Charles Spurgeon writes of wisdom proposing a familiar question, “What is the message of the New Year to the watchers who listen so silently for the bell which strikes the twelfth hour of the night?”

    To which in a most excellent, thought provoking manner Spurgeon writes of wisdom’s response:

    “Mortals, before ye grow weary of me, and call me old and long, as ye did the year which has passed, I will deliver to you my tidings. As a new year, I bring with me the promise of new mercies, like a golden casket stored with jewels. God will not forget you. The rock of your salvation changes not; your Father who is in heaven will still be gracious to you. Think not because the present is wintry, that the sun will never shine, for I have in store for you both the lovely flowers of spring and the ripe fruits of summer, while autumn’s golden sheaves shall follow in their season. The black wing of the raven shall vanish, and the voice of the turtle shall be heard in your land. Providence has prepared surprises of gladness for the sorrowful; unexpected boons will it cast into the lap of the needy; therefore let hope, like a dove, bear to the mourner the olive branch of peace, for the waters of grief shall be assuaged. Fresh springs shall bubble up amid the wastes, and new-lit stars shall cheer the gloom; the angel of Jehovah’s presence goes before you, and makes the desert blossom as the rose. He who makes all things new will send his mercies new every morning, and fresh every evening, for great is his faithfulness. Yet boast not yourselves of to-morrow, nor even make sure of to-day, for I forewarn you of new trials and novel difficulties. In the unknown future, the days of darkness shall be many; rains will descend, floods will arise, and winds will blow, and blessed shall he be whose house is built upon a rock. Crosses will be laid upon you for every hour, and cares will molest every day. Pilgrims of earth, ye must hold yourselves ready to traverse thorny ways, which your feet have not trodden heretofore; have your loins well girt about you, lest the trials of the wilderness should come upon you unawares. Your road leads o’er the barren mountain’s storm-vex’d height, and anon it dives into the swampy sunless valleys, and along it all you must bear more or less of affliction’s heavy load; arm yourselves with patience and faith, for you will need them every step of the march to “Jerusalem the Golden.” So surely as “the wintry wind moans deep and hollow o’er the leafless grove,” tribulation will await you frequently, for man is born to trouble as the sparks fly upward. Adversity is an estate entailed upon the sons of Adam. Learn this before it come to pass, that when it is come to pass, ye may not be surprised with any amazement. Be not, O children of God, dismayed at my message, neither let your harps be hung upon the willows, for I bring you tidings of new grace, proportionate to all your needs. Great is the strength which your covenant God will give you in the hour of your weakness, so great indeed that if all the afflictions of all mankind should meet upon the head of any one of you, he should yet be more than a conqueror through the mighty Lord who hath loved him. Onward, soldiers of the cross, where Jesus has led the way. The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath you are the everlasting arms. You are not called upon to go a warfare at your own charges, neither are you left alone in the battle: the banner which waves over you bears the soul-assuring motto, ‘Jehovah-Jireh, the Lord will provide.’ Labourer in the vineyard of the Lord Jesus, I bring to thee new opportunities for usefulness; I introduce thee to fresh fields of service. Many great and effectual doors shall be opened during the twelve months of my sojourn, and they who are wise to win souls shall have grace to enter. The moments as they fly, if taken upon the wing, shall yield a wealth of sacred opportunity: the frivolous shall ruin himself by suffering them to pass unheeded, while the watchful shall earn unto himself a good degree, by regarding the signs of the times and improving every occasion for promoting his Master’s glory. Therefore, with earnest tones, I warn you that I bring new responsibilities, from which none of you can escape. For every golden moment you will be held responsible. O stewards of the manifold gifts of God, waste not your strength upon trifles, cast not away your priceless opportunities, fritter not away your precious hours: by the remembrance of eternity, I charge you live with an ardour of industry which will be worthy of remembrance in another world. O child of time, lay not up for thyself misery in the remembrance of misspent years, but live as in the presence of the all-seeing God. Believer in Jesus, gather jewels for his crown, and irradiate his name with glowing honours, so, as I pass away, thy record shall be on high, and thy reward in heaven. Farewell.”[1]

    Let us, my beloved, be about promoting our Master’s glory, let us press on to new responsibilities that our Master has prepared beforehand (cf. Eph 2:10) “that we should walk in them”, may we live in the presence of our all-seeing Maker, God, and Friend.  Whatever providences, whether beautiful or difficult ones, were brought about by our Sovereign Master in this last year, let us with courage press on to do His bidding this 2012 year.  Let us irradiate His name with glowing honors. “Evermore let it be so.”

     


    [1] C. H. Spurgeon, The Sword and Trowel: 1868 (Bellingham, WA: Logos Research Systems, Inc., 2009), 9–10.