Saturday, August 27, 2011

Adorn Us











O Modesty, where is thy blush, we may ask,
O Nakedness, where is thy shame?
Fast slipping away from the people of God
Till some are mere Christians in name.

O Modesty, thou art a virtue quite rare,
A most treasured gem of each saint.
But where are the women aglow with God's love,
With courage to be labeled quaint?

The world treats unkindly who will not conform
To rules that Fashion declares.
For any who dare to step out from the crowd
Will notice the whispers and stares.

Yes, Fashion is cruel, she has her designs,
For she is the foe of the Lord.
She violates principles God has laid down
In counsel quite clear in His Word.

The daughter of Fashion must pamper her pride,
For meekness would make her too plain.
So vanity leads to all manner of show,
And Modesty's held in disdain.

As Modesty flees, and the goddess now reigns,
Discernment and conscience both sleep.
The church and the world now appear as if one--
How God's holy angels must weep!

O Modesty, waken the people of God
And let us recapture thy grace!
Adorn us with purity, meekness and love--
Prepare us to look on His face!

~from MovingTowardModesty.com


I will greatly rejoice in the LORD, my soul shall be joyful in my God; for he hath clothed me with the garments of salvation, he hath covered me with the robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom decketh himself with ornaments, and as a bride adorneth herself with her jewels. Isaiah 61:10


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

A Precious Family~



















“But the true idea of a home is that it is a place for growth. It is a place for the parents themselves to grow—to grow into beauty of character, to grow in refinement, in knowledge, in strength, in wisdom, in patience, gentleness, kindliness, and all the Christian graces and virtues. It is a place for children to grow—to grow into physical vigor and health and to be trained in all that shall make them true and noble men and women.

“. . . A true home set up and all its life ordered for the definite purpose of preparing and sending out human lives fashioned into symmetry, filled with lofty impulses and aspirations, governed by principles of rectitude and honor and fitted to enter upon the duties and struggles of life with wisdom and strength.”

J.R. Miller, The Family

Note: We missed seeing and visiting with JP, the towering, wise husband, father, and son-in-law to this precious family while they were here visiting a couple of weeks ago.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Resting in the Boat~













Calvin at peace while resting on Daddy's pillow~


Thou are the LORD who slept upon the pillow,
Thou art the LORD who soothed the furious sea,
What matter beating wind and tossing billow
If only we are in the boat with Thee?

Hold us in quiet through the age-long minute

while thou art silent, and the wind is shrill:
Can the boat sink while Thou, Dear LORD, art in it?
Can the heart faint that waiteth on Thy will?
Amy Carmichael, Toward Jerusalem

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Refreshing Fellowship ~













The Milton family (minus their oldest sons), 06/11




Only the LORD
could lead us to the one row amongst hundreds in a large auditorium that sat thousands during a late May private high school graduation ceremony where we'd run into friends we were not expecting to see.

As the graduation service started, we quickly ran up flights and flights of stairs to find an empty row in the crow's nest. We filed in as quietly as possible, only to discover on the row behind us were friends, The Miltons, we hadn't seen in a while! When the ceremony was over, Pam was quick to offer a hug and an invitation for us to join her family for an afternoon of fellowship in the country. As we parted ways, I thought, "It's been years since we last enjoyed fellowship together, yet she still wants us to visit? Wow~ How timely!"
She didn't know, but the LORD knew what our family needed!
What a gift! Only the LORD...

A few short weeks later, we excitedly drove out to the country where they have lots of space for the kind of fun our family enjoys!! The scenery...oh my heart, was enough to make me want to stay forever! To think...they enjoy this everyday!!













Ah, just what I've always wanted..."A Looking Horse!!"



















Oh, I regret not getting photos of Pam's chickens!! I never knew we had so much in common! Ha~ I've always wanted a chicken coop full of laying hens! Maybe one day... (*< ... "cluck"

After browsing the Milton's property, their oldest sons arrived home from work just in time to join us for an early dinner of chicken, cole slaw, baked beans, greens, and potato salad! I hope I didn't leave anything out! Yum! We enjoyed every bite!

Not long thereafter, we returned to the great outdoors, in spite of the heat, migrating to the back side of the property for some shooting practice beside the huge pond. It seemed the perfect place for such pleasure~!




















Just before the shootin' started, the Miltons' friend (I forgot his name) stopped by for shooting practice also. We all agreed, "Yeah, the more, the merrier".
He frequents their 'range' often for target practice.



















Everyone in my family would agree this is one of their favorite past times...the freedom to enjoy their 2nd amendment right!









































Move over, Annie Oakley~






































Everyone in my family has had lots of shooting practice, so, I was not without help and encouragement!













My target...not too bad.













While some continued shooting and talking guns, ...


























































John set up another shooting range w/a compound bow, pointed in another direction...

























































I'm not sure what happened to the stance and shooting style of those that followed...
When I asked, John explained it like this...
"Mom, Daniel just said, 'O.K., I need to get down at your height, pull it back, then let go.'"



















"Hmmm....and what did Glenn say?"













"Uhhhh, I don't think he said anything... ." Ha~

Ooops, he realized we were enjoying the entertainment!



















but all the fun made for great photos to publish!! Ha~
Little did they know!!
Say "Cheese!!"



















About the fluorescent untied shoe strings!?
I haven't a clue!



















O.K., moving on along...

Macy enjoyed getting special attention too!
As Pam and I sat on the back of the truck, I noticed Macy was watching me drink water, so I offered her a bottle of her own...













She was very grateful! What a SWEET dog!!
Isn't she adorable?













Well, before we knew it, the dessert had been eaten and our fun and fellowship had to come to a close, but before we left, we saw the glory of a promising rainbow in the sky.



















What a beautiful close to a fun filled afternoon and evening w/special friends.
Thank you, Milton family, for your gracious hospitality and faithful friendship.
We definitely left your home refreshed!!

Do you often feel like parched ground, unable to produce anything worthwhile? I do. When I am in need of refreshment, it isn't easy to think of the needs of others. But I have found that if, instead of praying for my own comfort and satisfaction, I ask the Lord to enable me to give to others, an amazing thing often happens - I find my own needs wonderfully met. Refreshment comes in ways I would never have thought of, both for others, and then, incidentally, for myself.

Elisabeth Elliot

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Our Confederate Hero




















On a warm Sunday afternoon, my family attended a Confederate Dedication ceremony at the Ben James Church Cemetery in Blackshear, GA (Pierce County) where a group of eleven Confederate soldiers were honored that day for their service to our country during the Civil War (1861-1865). For us, this day would prove to be memorable, because one of those eleven men was my Great, Great Grandfather John Cleland.

Almost one hundred years following John Cleland's death and burial, many of his descendants proudly witnessed the application of an Iron Cross of Honor to his grave site.
The Frances S. Bartow chapter 83, United Daughters of the Confederacy, Clement A. Evans Camp 64, and Brigadier General Henry Kent McCay Camp 2172, Sons of the Confederate Veterans officiated the application of the Iron Cross. A Confederate flag was also presented that day to a living descendant of each honored soldier.














The Iron Cross of Honor is a Confederate grave marker presented to symbolize honorable service during one of the most noted wars of our country, The Civil War. The marker is in the shape of a cross and painted black in color. The dates on the marker are 1861-1865, which is the period of time the war took place. Also on the front of the marker are the Latin words "DEO VINDICI" which is interpreted "Vindicated by God". The back of the cross has the letters "CSA" which represent "Confederate States of America", along with a picture of the battle flag.

Although not an extravagant piece of painted metal, this marker was applied to the grave with much respect and honor by the United Daughters of the Confederacy and Sons of the Confederacy, thus giving the family members of the deceased soldier a great sense of pride for their hero's bravery and unwavering stance during a long and difficult war.

According to collected research, my Great, Great Grandfather was a 3rd Sergeant, although sadly his grave stone was marked prior to this discovery...(notice "5 Serg").




















John Cleland was born in South Carolina on February 19th, 1839 (My daughter, Katherine, was born one hundred sixty years later on this same day ).

Except for the three years and eight months my great, great grandfather served in the
Confederate Army, he worked most of his life as a farmer. He and his wife, "Nellie", had eight children, five sons and three daughters.
His fourth son, William Alfred Cleland was my great grandfather, the father of my paternal grandfather, W. A. Cleland, Jr.

After John's wife passed away in 1900, John went to live with his youngest son, Allen J. Cleland, in Waycross, GA where he eventually died of natural causes at the age of 71. Prior to his death, he received a Confederate Pension for approximately ten years.

I am very grateful for the tireless work of my father, Thomas E. Cleland, who has given many years of his retirement (since December 1993) to the research and gathering of information re: our family's heritage and genealogy. Without it, I would know very little re: the life and times of my family from long days gone by.

The sights of this memorable day were captured by my husband and son, Mark and John, while I sat with Mom, Katherine, and our cousin while absorbing it all. What an awesome honor and privilege we enjoyed by attending this service!














Display of Confederate Flags














Folding the Confederate Flag














Cannon














The Honor Guard, made up of Confederate Re-enactors, preparing to shoot the cannon.














They shot it numerous times, ...














which was a loud, but solemn reminder of the battlefields our forefathers fought on.














Confederate Re-enactors walked around each soldier's grave, showing their respect with each soldier being given a solemn salute.



























Re-enactors lining up to present family members their hero's flag.




















Marcette Lanier was the oldest descendant in attendance that day of those who were gathered from John Cleland's family. She is 87 years old, and the granddaughter of John Cleland's daughter Adeline, known to my father as his great "Aunt Addie" or "Grandpa's sister". Because Dad was actively involved in the collection of information about John Cleland, providing it to the local chapters of the United Daughters of the Confederacy and the Sons of Confederate Veterans for this special event, he was asked to provide the name of a family member that would receive the honorary Confederate flag on behalf of John Cleland. Dad suggested "the oldest descendant of John Cleland" in attendance, knowing full well every Cleland descendant present that day would be eager to receive John Cleland's honorary flag. He was right!
Dad's suggestion was a great one, and by the expression on Marcette's face, she was thrilled to be the honored recipient.
Maybe she'll bring it to our next upcoming Cleland family reunion and proudly display this treasured reminder of our family's honored Confederate hero, John Cleland.