Thursday, March 31, 2011

Serina's Psalm

I have a rare talent for worrying, even though I am familiar with the fact, I cannot with all my worries put a cubit to the length of my life.

My brother says I am giving the Lord detail instructions in my prayers. As if I do not know He is the shade upon my right hand.
When things curl up inside of me, and my cup is flowing over with worries, I read Psalm 121, Serina's Psalm.

Psalms Chapter 121

1 A Song of Ascents.
I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: from whence shall my help come?
2 My help cometh from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.
3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; He that keepeth thee will not slumber.
4 Behold, He that keepeth Israel doth neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD is thy keeper; the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.
6 The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD shall keep thee from all evil; He shall keep thy soul.
8 The LORD shall guard thy going out and thy coming in, from this time forth and for ever.

Anytime I want, I can hear the voice of Serina 3 asking, "Mamma, how far away is God?" The words from the Psalm 121 came to me, "He is not far, He is here." "How can that be?" I read her the verse 5,"the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand." She laughed while making shadow pictures on the wall. "Is he here? Is he there?" That's when finally I realized how true it was. And still is.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Menorah in sepia

I visited British Museum in London for the first time this February.
One may consider the exhibition as the world's most gigantic theft.
Nevertheless British archaeologists searched for and took care of world heritage, at a time most countries hardly could support themselves.
I also find it positive that the priceless, tremendous exhibition is public, and even has free admission.
I chose to make this Babylonian finding, a Menorah carved in a gold plate, with reverse letters?? Is it kind of a stamp? I guess it's from the time when the people of Israel were abducted to Babylon.

Psalms Chapter 137

1 By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
2 Upon the willows in the midst thereof we hanged up our harps.
3 For there they that led us captive asked of us words of song, and our tormentors asked of us mirth:
'Sing us one of the songs of Zion.'
4 How shall we sing the LORD'S song in a foreign land?
5 If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.
6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I remember thee not;
if I set not Jerusalem above my chiefest joy.
7 Remember, O LORD, against the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem;
who said: 'Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.'
8 O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed;
happy shall he be, that repayeth thee as thou hast served us.

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Monday, March 28, 2011

Ruby March Hikers

Ever seen Sig Hansen in The Deadliest Catch? He's from "our" island, Karmøy, and he's talking the local dialect fluently,even though he himself is born in Seattle. This March day the hiker girls were on a excursion to the most unfriendly, but oh, so impressing parts of the island, called Ferkingstad.
I'm sure you can understand that fishermen coming from these waters are skilled sailors.

Ferkingstad harbor has a long mole to prevent the seahouses and boats
from being blown into the sea when the winter storms are at their worst.

The hiker ladies out to visit the memorial erected by Norwegian/American sailors and fishermen. So many from this island have found a wet grave in American waters.

Torill keeping her balance while shooting. Notice the sky. The weather is changing all the time here on the shore of the island.

Another part of the seaman's memorial. A bell house in the stony landscape. There are two old ship-house sites dated back to the viking area.
The wild landscape is protested from developers.
The big stones have been here since the ice withdrew the end of last Ice Age 10 000 years ago-

The small lighthouse is almost impossible to enter, situated at the utmost edge of the mainland, surrounded by boulders.

Liv is giving it a go.

Tilly is a clever mountain goat as well.

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