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Phillipian’s 4:13 for pete’s sake!

This first week of June 2016 was kind of awful. Maybe more accurately, as my Mama said in a supportive email to me, “senseless” as in there is no making sense of what happened – re the UCLA shooting.

I have not been on campus for fifteen years, but I have consulted for a department of UCLA since 1991 … nearly 25 years and for several years occupied a cubicle on campus. I know many and although not of the academic population, some from the department I work with were at Engineering IV on June 1 and the building housing the department I work with is on campus and so part of the lockdown.

I was glued to the online news about two hours in. Although I was relieved that things were not worse … still: A good man lost: a father/husband/son/brother/uncle – a young woman left to raise a son and daughter without their father. It is beyond heartbreaking.

And the additional fallout of fear, insecurity, young lives disrupted: the students … especially those in Engineering, but also all of the others who dealt with the unknown on that day.

What to do, how to move forward? If it seems challenging to me, removed by 1500 miles, what must it be like for those closer. And for that young family of the professor.

I’ve written blog posts in my head about this week, but this morning I thought about Phillipians 4:13 and the surrounding verses. And knowing that I’ve include those in previous challenging times, I went searching my posts. And I found a post which said everything I wanted to say. It is repeated below but with different photos.

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The sorrows of our earthly world have been receiving an enormous amount of “press”. I, and I imagine every one of you reading this post also have some private sorrow, hurt or worry that feels overwhelming.

And, not that there is not a time for sadness or grief, but I believe that we are also called, by our Creator, to live with Joy and thankfulness, even in the midst of difficult circumstances.

Father Tim, a character in Jan Karon’s Mitford series, often said to himself or to one of his parishioners: “Phillipians 4:13 for pete’s sake!”

“I can do everything through Him who gives me strength”

And earlier in Chapter 4:

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus” Verses 5-7

Powerful stuff. When I feel like it is impossible to not be anxious, I hear Father Tim’s voice in my head: “Phillipians 4:13 for pete’s sake!”

And then a verse right smack dab in the middle of those above…

“Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable – if anything is excellent or praiseworthy – think about such things. […] And the God of peace will be with you. Verse 9

I don’t need to look very far to find things that meet those conditions:

My choice on what to think on is these things and to lift all who have suffered loss and those who fear – in prayer to Him – who governs all.

Phillipian’s 4:13 for pete’s sake!

Peace

Margaret Rizza is a favorite composer. Much of her music is chant of a piece of scripture or liturgy set to her beautiful music. A particular favorite is this simple piece titled: “Calm me, Lord”.

Calm me, Lord, as you calmed the storm;

still me, Lord, keep me from harm.

Let all the tumult within me cease,

enfold me, Lord, in your peace.

Words: David Adam

Like her music, Margaret Rizza’s Reflections – with a background of her music, resonate with me.

Her video provides insight into her life using the language of music as her instrument of peace and connection with the Supreme.

This Sunday, this day of rest [for me] from the work week, I enjoyed an extra dose of Margaret Rizza’s music as well as her written and spoken words.

Peace.

Give Peace to my heart

The song on this morning’s Pray as you go is titled: “Give Peace to our hearts”. It was not sung in English but the narrator paraphrased the prayer lyrics:


Give peace to our hearts
May I have Peace in my heart.
Lord, Help me still myself so I can hear your gentle voice speaking to my heart.

My own heart is not “un”-peaceful, but the schedule has been extra full of late and yesterday morning, I had to be in Whitefish at 8:00 a.m. …with an empty stomach for a fasting blood test in preparation for an annual physical.

My normal routine is a relaxed start to the day…getting Bob situated, making coffee, a leisurely outing with Bear, breakfast, shower, a quick perusal of the few cooking blogs I like, plan my own cooking for the day and then to work about 9:00. So, blasting out of the house at 7:00 for the 45 minute drive to Whitefish with no coffee and no food – it was a drastic departure from the normal. Bear and I had a nice long walk in Whitefish before we returned – a good thing as the remainder of the day was mostly at my desk with headset on working with my programming group. We quit at 7:00 p.m.

It was a good day. Much was accomplished. And after shutting down at 7, I went outside with Bear. It is now light until almost 9:00 p.m. so we walked the loop, dawdled in the woods and then sat and enjoyed the evening.

This morning, after Bob’s turn outside while I made coffee, Bear and I went out. I sat on the front porch to have my morning quiet time and listen to today’s Pray as you go. And with His peace in my heart and no meetings on the schedule, I took an extra hour in the kitchen to make a batch of corn tortillas and english muffins.

Cooking is soothing and relaxing for me – especially breads – something fundamentally peaceful for me in the handling of the dough, the fragrance of them baking and the kind of magic that transforms flour and liquid into one of our basic foods.

And then, I sat down, AT the table !!! – for breakfast. I try to keep to a habit of eating at least 2 meals at the table but sometimes it is “catch as catch can” at my desk.

And then…

a check on Bob…

and on Bear. The morning’s quiet, the song-prayer, the gentle voice and these beloved pets – gave Peace to my heart this beautiful morning.

***Both the corn tortillas and the english muffins freeze well. Although certainly they are scrumptious fresh, they do not suffer being frozen and beat anything store bought to smithereens! I am all for having a LOT of easy to thaw things in the freezer for those times when there is not time.