ALAS ALACK?

 

ALAS ALACK?

Ever learning and never able to come to the full knowledge of the truth. (2Tim.3:7)

  Awoke with “Alas Alack!” replaying in my head with memory of elementary school cultural activity.

  Was it Shakespeare we were studying? At any rate, after our bit of education we twerps dramatically greeted each other, with forearm to forehead above pained expression, wretchedly emoting “Alas Alack, I am ruined!”

  Some, decades later, I left childhood play moving onto adult stage wretched attitude.

  We should never stuff our feelings. Read the 23^rd Psalm and others. But we are to learn well that our feelings are not to be center stage paramount theater . . . for they are poor director and producer.

  Ann, I, and numerous others, want people, especially Christians to gain knowledge of “Life is not about me.”

  Come to our door and you will find a wood and metal plaque displaying The 10 Commandments. Next to it is a framed version of 1Corthinians 13.

  Is it life-possible to have one without the other?

  At your knock, if I see you reading, I will not interrupt by unlatching the door until you are done.

  Since you’re not likely to read our wall today, I bring the words to you. 

EBB4 (Thursday, May 13, 2010)

What if I could speak all languages of humans and of angels? If I did not love others, I would be nothing more than a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.

What if I could prophesy and understand all secrets and all knowledge? And what if I had faith that moved mountains? I would be nothing, unless I loved others.

What if I gave away all that I owned and let myself be burned alive? I would gain nothing, unless I loved others.

Love is kind and patient, never jealous, boastful, proud, or rude. Love isn't selfish or quick tempered. It doesn't keep a record of wrongs that others do.

Love rejoices in the truth, but not in evil.

Love is always supportive, loyal, hopeful, and trusting.

Love never fails! Everyone who prophesies will stop, and unknown languages will no longer be spoken. All that we know will be forgotten.

We don't know everything, and our prophecies are not complete.

But what is perfect will someday appear, and what isn't perfect will then disappear.

When we were children, we thought and reasoned as children do. But when we grew up, we quit our childish ways.

Now all we can see of God is like a cloudy picture in a mirror. Later we will see him face to face. We don't know everything, but then we will, just as God completely understands us.

For now there are faith, hope, and love. But of these three, the greatest is love.

 

Update on Ann: All went well yesterday with the promise of to go home today 5/13/10. Ann was quite typically perky through the whole chemo treatment and thereafter. Before each infusion they injected several some-sort-of buffers. – Yesterday’s chemo concoction came with “WARNING: If spilled or leaks, destroys flesh.” … so potent that after using toilet you are required to flush numerous times for the safety of others. This new knowledge brought discussion of God’s wondrous design of our plumbing. Ed