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Friday, October 12, 2012
I downloaded these kindle books free over the past few months. Amazon has a rotating free collection.
This nonfiction story follows a Jew recruited into the Russian army in the early 1900s. He becomes a Revolutionary under his deprivations serving the little father, Czar. His tone is at times arrogant and self-righteous, but the story unfolds and still fascinates along the way. 105 years in the writing makes it a multi-generational accomplishment.
This is the book to read when you are feeling entitled and depleted. This is a keep-your-handkerchief-handy account of Stalin's ravaging troops and how it personally affects a Ukrainian family. The book is tender and uncomplainingly written. I stayed up till 4 in the morning finishing this one and woke up at 7 the same morning thankful to be living where I do.
A sweet, true love story of an American man and an Ecuadorian girl. As an American wife living in this era, I appreciated this spunky South American woman who let her husband be a man and was joyful being his helpmate. There was no foolish feminism and roles were clearly understood and cherished.
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
If you look closely, you might see the 11th bunny. Goldie must have read my cook book and knew that all good bunny cakes call for 7 egg whites, she laid her first egg on Fritz's birthday. How thoughtful of her. Today she laid her second egg. Maybe in a week we'll have enough for scrambled eggs.
Expected in December, Goldie's egg was an early surprise.
Upside down or right side up I love this boy.
Wednesday, October 03, 2012
Recently I saw these super magnified photos of snowflakes and was in pure awe. God detailed them so complexly and exquisitely. What artist creates something realizing it will just melt away? Why did God "take time" on something with such a short life? I think it is because he delights in beauty, in mystery and in human nonsense. Generations past never got to see these snowflakes in ultra magnification, yet God still sent snow to fall on their heads. How like him to hide the beauty till the right time. As technology allows us to see the visible world expand and proof of a Creator amplified, why do people deny that which God has always revealed? How generous that God still sends snow on a wayward people, a people without excuse. How like him to not feel wasteful when those flakes vanish. How like him to write meaning into snow's representation. To those of the redeemed, our sins have been washed whiter than snow. That is a dazzling thought.