CAROLYN'S COMPOSITIONS

January 3, 2010

In Memoriam: Nancy Briskay Cornell Lipsius

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IN MEMORIAM: NANCY BRISKAY CORNELL LIPSIUS

The Rev. Monte W. Holland

My mother, Nancy Briskay Cornell Lipsius passd on in Augusta, Maine on January 3, 1998, in the midst of an ice storm that struck the northeastern part of the United States.

On January 10, 1998, she had a memorial service at Good Shepherd Episcopal Church, Buffalo, N.Y. Below are the thoughts my husband, The Rev. Monte W. Holland, shared about his mother-in-law during the service.

Proverbs 31:28-31  Her children rise up and call her happy; her husband too, and he praises her: “Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all.” Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Give her a share in the fruit of her hands, and let her works praise her in the city gates. These words come from the Biblical subsection entitled “ode to a capable wife.”

Nancy did excellently in many ways. She lived the life of reverence for the Lord. I didn’t have the opportunity to see her at work or among the people of Presque Isle, where she lived and worked these past fifteen years, but I saw the comments of her pastor and saw some of her areas of service there. It certainly appears that her works will be praised at those city gates.

The picture that each of us paints of a person’s life will differ, because we each (more…)

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July 31, 2009

Come celebrate my funeral

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COME CELEBRATE MY FUNERAL

 SCRIPTURE: Genesis 15:15     And you shall to your fathers in peace; you shall be buried in a good old (hoary) age.  (Amp)

REFLECTION: My friend Norma Leary wrote in jest that perhaps we ought to take the “fun” out of the word “funeral.” Might I add that since most funerals are somber occasions a more realistic word would be “somberal?”

     Funerals, for the Christian, should have an element of (more…)

August 16, 2008

RAINBOW’S END Conclusion

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RAINBOW’S END Conclusion

To read previous segments click on: RAINBOW’S END Part 1 &  RAINBOW’S END Part 2 & RAINBOW’S END Part 3

     Rushing Waters tipped his cup, lightly sipping its contents. As his pain abated, he laid back, thinking about several European men whose spirit, like his, was moved by Mountain-Laurel.

     In 1749 he’d met Peter Kalm, from a country named Sweden across the big waters. Peter favored (more…)

August 13, 2008

RAINBOW’S END Part 3

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RAINBOW’S END Part 3

To read previous parts of Rainbow’s End click: RAINBOW’S END Part 1 and/or RAINBOW’S END Part 2

     He separated from the others, who continued their journey without him. He could follow the rough path later. Lowering himself onto soft pine needles, he saw a stunning stand of Mountain-Laurel under a nearby canopy of maple leaves. He sipped a small cup of weak tea to sooth his body, sore from the trek. Refreshed, he lit his pipe before symbolically depositing his pain in the thick, unpassable Mountain-Laurel branches and inhaling hope from the slight scent of a myriad of blossoms. Watching the smoke swirl upwards, he saw visions (more…)

August 11, 2008

RAINBOW’S END Part 2

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RAINBOW’S END Part 2

To read Part 1 of Rainbow’s End click: RAINBOW’S END Part 1

    Although Rushing Waters never again tried to eat Mountain-Laurel leaves he did discover the joy of climbing the crooked, twisted plant trunks. He sought out shrubs less tangled than the one he had attempted to crawl through at age two, and discovered he should bypass the shrub’s dark brown red-tinged flaky rough bark in favor of the newer stems with their smoother, rather fuzzy bark. One day in his fourth summer, when he climbed an older stem, its brittle branch (more…)

August 10, 2008

RAINBOW’S END Part 1

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RAINBOW’S END Part 1

     Rushing Waters hobbled away from the fire, stumbling occasionally as sweat prevented his wrinkled hand from grasping a walking stick. Although he took care not to lose water from the cup he held in his other hand, sporadic droplets spilled onto the rich soil or escaped to moisten one of the many rocks cropping up from the pits of the land.

     From the fire to the oak tree roots was only twenty paces. This distance would have meant nothing to his former strong muscles, but now…now, in his fortieth spring, he wondered (more…)

August 2, 2008

BRAMBLES (Brief RAMBLES) 1-7 July 15, 2008

  CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

BRAMBLES (Brief RAMBLES) 1-7  July 15, 2008

  HISTORY RISES FROM THE ASHES

 

HISTORY RISES FROM THE ASHES

SPEAKING OF ASHES…

SPEAKING OF ARSON…

      It’s always sad to have a popular social site destroyed, and it’s a double whammy when that site is also a landmark with historical significance.

      The Hollow Tavern, located between Latrobe and Ligonier on the Lincoln Highway (RT. 30, PA, near Arthur St. Clair’s homestead), burned on February 23. It wasn’t in operation for the previous few months, because (more…)

February 18, 2008

RUSS’S ASSIGNMENT: WRITE CAROLYN’S EULOGY Lent Devotion

During Lent in 2007 the Beanery Online Literary Magazine, in conjunction with the Open Hands Ministries (a web site for the Open Hands and the United Methodist Churches in the Ligonier Valley, PA) posted forty days of Lent devotions. This year, I will repost one every five days, with links to additional devotions at the end of each reading.

SCRIPTURE: Mark 14:8 She (an unnamed woman) did what she could. She poured perfume on my body beforehand to prepare for my burial. (NIV)

REFLECTION: Jesus was supportive of the simple but elegant gift given by an unknown woman. He explained its symbolic meaning: (more…)

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