I continue to gain, in these busy days, much enjoyment from reading the letters of John Wesley. I take about twenty minutes in them in the morning at my desk at work, after I have finished devotions and poured a cup of coffee. I'm currently reading in Volume 2, in the letters from the year 1745. I found this jewel a couple of days ago.
It is evidently one work with what we have seen here. Why should we not all praise God with one heart?
Whoever agrees with us in that account of practical religion...I regard not what his other opinions are, the same is my brother and sister and mother. I am more assured that love is of God than that any opinion whatsoever is so. Herein may we increase more and more.
In reading Wesley's letters, I've found out what a combative fellow he was at this point of his ministry. Of course, since he was calling men to live by faith, and to put that faith into practice through subsequent works, he spoke contrary to the State church, which practiced, regardless of what their printed doctrine might say, that salvation was by attention to the means of grace administered by the church. So for Wesley to say that salvation had nothing to do with the church rubbed a bunch of clergymen the wrong way.
But the common man responded to him, and he preached to thousands in churches and tens of thousands in fields after the churches were closed to him. Was it to some extent jealousy that caused the clergy to oppose Wesley so vigorously? Their own parishioners wouldn't sit in their churches, but would stand outside for an hour and drink in what Wesley said.
In this letter, Wesley writes to Lord Grange, thanking him for a copy of a letter, which apparently "shows a truly Christian spirit." This all had something to do with the work being done in other places possibly including in America by Jonathan Edwards and Gilbert Tennent. The letter was apparently a breath of fresh air for Wesley, who had seen mostly opposition.
In Wesley's reply, I find my own breath of fresh air. Today the church seems more divided than ever, not just by denominations but also by worship practices, end times beliefs, and politics. We spend way too much time focusing on our differences and not enough on what binds us together. Wesley was able to see that, regardless of his doctrinal disagreements with George Whitefield, Jonathan Edwards, et. al., they were all engaged in "one work", so "why should we not all praise God with one heart?"
Wesley goes on to note that "love is of God", but opinions may not be. And he says, concerning love, "Herein may we increase more and more." May it always be so.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Cyrene, I think I know you
My genealogy work last week was mainly concerning Cyrene Snyder, my wife's great-great-grandmother. She was a puzzle for a while. I thought her maiden name was Whitaker, but eventually learned of her previous marriage.
Cyrene was born 1839 in Brown County, Ohio, to Adam Snyder and Mary M. __________, the fifth of six children born to this couple. They moved to Van Buren County, Iowa, between 1850 and 1856. There Cyrene, when she was 19, married Thomas Whitaker. Thomas was a music teacher (which seems kind of strange for that part of the country in that era), and had attended a Bible college in Weableau, Hickory County, Missouri, north of Springfield. Thomas was not well, suffering from a lung ailment that may have been tuberculosis. Yet he was able to travel, making two trips to the west coast, once to look for gold, and once "for his health", boarding a ship there and sailing to Central America, making the crossing, then up to the east coast and eventually back to Iowa. Cyrene was pregnant when he began this last trip, and delivered their third child while he was away.
Thomas died around 1870, and Cyrene spent time with his relatives and with her brother (either Hiram or Peter, I haven't yet determined). Thomas had given her a lot of instability. Her children were all born in different locations, her first in a covered wagon miles away from any family. She may have been looking for stability when she married Walter Thompson in Appanoose County, Iowa in 1872. Walter was recently widowed, and had seven children, four still in the home. He was about 24 years older than Cyrene, but he seems to have given her the stability she did not have with Thomas Whitaker. I think the Thompsons lived in the same place for the next 15 or so years.
Walter and Cyrene had three sons, including my wife's great-grandfather. This meant the blended family--his, hers, and theirs--was 14 children in all. Tracking down this brood and their descendants has been difficult, but a picture is beginning to emerge. Still much more to go, but I think I can find many of Cyrene's descendants.
Walter passed away sometime between 1885 and 1889, at which time Cyrene married John Bailey in Sullivan County, Missouri. I have not yet been able to learn how many children he brought to the mix. Photos show him to be a learned, refined person. They resided in Green City, Missouri, where Cyrene had at least five of her children near her most of the time. Once daughter, Florence Whitaker Schnelle, moved with her family to Sharon, Barber County in southwestern Kansas in 1900. Cyrene paid her a visit in Oct-Nov 1902 and died there of "dropsy of the heart" on November 8, 1902, age 64. Her obituary says she "came home a corpse" on the day she had intended to return.
All of this is of no interest to almost anyone in the world, save me and a couple of Lynda's cousins who are also working on this line. But I find Cyrene's life fascinating. Much data exists from which to piece together her biography. I like her; I like what she stands for. Her family was not in the first wave of emigrants to the west. They followed the pioneers, always a state behind the frontier. Yet they were pioneers in their own way, and did much to build America.
Last night I filed most of the papers generated from last week's research. I have one more night to go, of filing and maybe drawing a few charts, after which I will return to writing with renewed vigor.
Cyrene was born 1839 in Brown County, Ohio, to Adam Snyder and Mary M. __________, the fifth of six children born to this couple. They moved to Van Buren County, Iowa, between 1850 and 1856. There Cyrene, when she was 19, married Thomas Whitaker. Thomas was a music teacher (which seems kind of strange for that part of the country in that era), and had attended a Bible college in Weableau, Hickory County, Missouri, north of Springfield. Thomas was not well, suffering from a lung ailment that may have been tuberculosis. Yet he was able to travel, making two trips to the west coast, once to look for gold, and once "for his health", boarding a ship there and sailing to Central America, making the crossing, then up to the east coast and eventually back to Iowa. Cyrene was pregnant when he began this last trip, and delivered their third child while he was away.
Thomas died around 1870, and Cyrene spent time with his relatives and with her brother (either Hiram or Peter, I haven't yet determined). Thomas had given her a lot of instability. Her children were all born in different locations, her first in a covered wagon miles away from any family. She may have been looking for stability when she married Walter Thompson in Appanoose County, Iowa in 1872. Walter was recently widowed, and had seven children, four still in the home. He was about 24 years older than Cyrene, but he seems to have given her the stability she did not have with Thomas Whitaker. I think the Thompsons lived in the same place for the next 15 or so years.
Walter and Cyrene had three sons, including my wife's great-grandfather. This meant the blended family--his, hers, and theirs--was 14 children in all. Tracking down this brood and their descendants has been difficult, but a picture is beginning to emerge. Still much more to go, but I think I can find many of Cyrene's descendants.
Walter passed away sometime between 1885 and 1889, at which time Cyrene married John Bailey in Sullivan County, Missouri. I have not yet been able to learn how many children he brought to the mix. Photos show him to be a learned, refined person. They resided in Green City, Missouri, where Cyrene had at least five of her children near her most of the time. Once daughter, Florence Whitaker Schnelle, moved with her family to Sharon, Barber County in southwestern Kansas in 1900. Cyrene paid her a visit in Oct-Nov 1902 and died there of "dropsy of the heart" on November 8, 1902, age 64. Her obituary says she "came home a corpse" on the day she had intended to return.
All of this is of no interest to almost anyone in the world, save me and a couple of Lynda's cousins who are also working on this line. But I find Cyrene's life fascinating. Much data exists from which to piece together her biography. I like her; I like what she stands for. Her family was not in the first wave of emigrants to the west. They followed the pioneers, always a state behind the frontier. Yet they were pioneers in their own way, and did much to build America.
Last night I filed most of the papers generated from last week's research. I have one more night to go, of filing and maybe drawing a few charts, after which I will return to writing with renewed vigor.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
The Joy of Genealogy
Returning from the trip to Florida, rather than jump right back into writing stuff I have worked on genealogy the last two days. Shortly before the trip I received an e-mail from one of my wife's cousins about their joint lineage, but had to put off doing much with it due to the trip. The relationship is her husband is my wife's half-second cousin once removed. I wrote to this woman some years ago, but we never established a sharing dialog. Now we have.
She has come into a treasure trove of pictures she is willing to share, and I have some information on the common line I'm willing to share. She will also have some info on that line that I was not able to dig out of archives. So this will be mutually beneficial. And, the next time we go to Meade, Kansas we will spend time with a "new" cousin. I say new because these folks and my wife's family lived in Meade for years and were not aware of the relationship.
I think genealogy is even more enjoyable to me than writing, if that's possible. It's like detective work and history fused together. I've always loved history, and have found, in this decade of genealogy research, that I love detective work. What joy I experience in finding a new ancestor, or debunking a family myth, or finding long-lost cousins, or corresponding with like-minded people even if it turns out we are not related. Meeting those living, breathing cousins makes up for all the time the genealogist spends with dead people.
I don't know how long I will do this, maybe only another day or so. The writing self-imposed deadlines are waiting, and should any of my proposals meet with acceptance I will find myself inundated. But for now, Cyrene (Snyder) Whitaker Thompson Bailey, b. 1839 d. 1902, you have my almost undivided attention.
She has come into a treasure trove of pictures she is willing to share, and I have some information on the common line I'm willing to share. She will also have some info on that line that I was not able to dig out of archives. So this will be mutually beneficial. And, the next time we go to Meade, Kansas we will spend time with a "new" cousin. I say new because these folks and my wife's family lived in Meade for years and were not aware of the relationship.
I think genealogy is even more enjoyable to me than writing, if that's possible. It's like detective work and history fused together. I've always loved history, and have found, in this decade of genealogy research, that I love detective work. What joy I experience in finding a new ancestor, or debunking a family myth, or finding long-lost cousins, or corresponding with like-minded people even if it turns out we are not related. Meeting those living, breathing cousins makes up for all the time the genealogist spends with dead people.
I don't know how long I will do this, maybe only another day or so. The writing self-imposed deadlines are waiting, and should any of my proposals meet with acceptance I will find myself inundated. But for now, Cyrene (Snyder) Whitaker Thompson Bailey, b. 1839 d. 1902, you have my almost undivided attention.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Home
We are home again, 2,600+ miles and ten days later. On Friday the 1st, we headed out, driving to Orlando for the conference I presented a paper at. We went south via New Orleans, just driving through on the Interstate, but still seeing areas that were devastated in Hurricane Katrina. Our route took us through new States, more for Lynda than for me.
In Orlando, we did a lot less than expected. My work kept me busy almost three days, and Lynda hung out in the hotel room and did her work. We had planned to leave Orlando today, but on Thursday afternoon we made the decision to head home the next day. Rather than make the drive in two days, we took three, a leisurely drive indeed.
On the way there, we stopped in Live Oak, Florida, and saw my cousin Pamela. I last saw her in 1959. I don't remember that, but the family photos exist of us in the same picture in my parent's driveway. That was an enjoyable meeting lasting a few hours. The next day we saw her father, my Uncle Gilbert and his wife and another of his daughters, my cousin Jody Beth and her husband. I hadn't seen them since Dad's funeral in 1997.
So it was a good trip. Back home, I will again turn my thoughts outside of the office to writing, and try to achieve some of the August goals I blogged about a few days ago.
In Orlando, we did a lot less than expected. My work kept me busy almost three days, and Lynda hung out in the hotel room and did her work. We had planned to leave Orlando today, but on Thursday afternoon we made the decision to head home the next day. Rather than make the drive in two days, we took three, a leisurely drive indeed.
On the way there, we stopped in Live Oak, Florida, and saw my cousin Pamela. I last saw her in 1959. I don't remember that, but the family photos exist of us in the same picture in my parent's driveway. That was an enjoyable meeting lasting a few hours. The next day we saw her father, my Uncle Gilbert and his wife and another of his daughters, my cousin Jody Beth and her husband. I hadn't seen them since Dad's funeral in 1997.
So it was a good trip. Back home, I will again turn my thoughts outside of the office to writing, and try to achieve some of the August goals I blogged about a few days ago.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
New Name for Blog?
Well, my conference is finished. My presentation went well yesterday, with several in the room coming to see me afterwards, and a few stopping me in the exhibit hall even later. Heading home tomorrow, back to the real world. Or maybe this is the real world for me, the world of scholarly engineering with a Christian worldview as a foundation, not the world or authorship and novels, non-fiction, etc.
I'm thinking about changing the name of this blog. When I first created it last December, Todd Blog was just a place holder as I thought about what to name it. I've taken my time, and thought about it much. I'm thinking about re-naming it "An Arrow Through the Air", after the passage in the John Wesley letter I blogged about in April 2008, over several posts. I love what Wesley said:
“I am afraid of nothing more than of growing old too soon, of having my body worn out before my soul is past childhood. Would it not be terrible to have the wheels of life stand still, when we had scarce started for the goal; before the work of the day was half done, to have the night come, wherein no one can work? I shiver at the thought of losing my strength before I have found [it]; to have my senses fail ere I have a stock of rational pleasures, my blood cold ere my heart is warmed with virtue! Strange, to look back on a train of years that have passed, 'as an arrow through the air,' without leaving any mark behind them, without our being able to trace them in our improvement!”
What better way to describe my current life situation? While I'm much older than Wesley when he wrote this, and am more than half-way done with my life, and thus maturity issues are not a factor. But I feel in my own life the urgency of accomplishment that Wesley so eloquently expressed. I find myself riding a sinusoidal wave between Wesley's arrow and Emerson's "time-enough-for-all-that-i-must-do."
Anyone have any thoughts about the blog name change?
I'm thinking about changing the name of this blog. When I first created it last December, Todd Blog was just a place holder as I thought about what to name it. I've taken my time, and thought about it much. I'm thinking about re-naming it "An Arrow Through the Air", after the passage in the John Wesley letter I blogged about in April 2008, over several posts. I love what Wesley said:
“I am afraid of nothing more than of growing old too soon, of having my body worn out before my soul is past childhood. Would it not be terrible to have the wheels of life stand still, when we had scarce started for the goal; before the work of the day was half done, to have the night come, wherein no one can work? I shiver at the thought of losing my strength before I have found [it]; to have my senses fail ere I have a stock of rational pleasures, my blood cold ere my heart is warmed with virtue! Strange, to look back on a train of years that have passed, 'as an arrow through the air,' without leaving any mark behind them, without our being able to trace them in our improvement!”
What better way to describe my current life situation? While I'm much older than Wesley when he wrote this, and am more than half-way done with my life, and thus maturity issues are not a factor. But I feel in my own life the urgency of accomplishment that Wesley so eloquently expressed. I find myself riding a sinusoidal wave between Wesley's arrow and Emerson's "time-enough-for-all-that-i-must-do."
Anyone have any thoughts about the blog name change?
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
August Writing Goals
My writing goals will be few this month, as I start the month away from home and will have other things to distract me during the month and prevent me from spending as much time on writing as I'd like. Here are my goals.
1. Complete the book proposal, requested by an editor, on the Elijah and Elisha Bible study, and mail it.
2. Complete the planning phase of my next two Bible studies
3. Complete the research I need before undertaking an on-line poetry workshop in September (may start in late August). It is a workshop I will lead at the Absolute Write poetry forum, with a limited scope.
4. Attend one critique group meeting; present the prototype for the Documenting America newspaper column.
5. Read in some writing how-to books.
6. Wait for the editor and agent to respond to the two proposals I have out right now.
1. Complete the book proposal, requested by an editor, on the Elijah and Elisha Bible study, and mail it.
2. Complete the planning phase of my next two Bible studies
3. Complete the research I need before undertaking an on-line poetry workshop in September (may start in late August). It is a workshop I will lead at the Absolute Write poetry forum, with a limited scope.
4. Attend one critique group meeting; present the prototype for the Documenting America newspaper column.
5. Read in some writing how-to books.
6. Wait for the editor and agent to respond to the two proposals I have out right now.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Orlando
Yes, I am in Orlando, attending the StormCon 08 conference. I will present a paper tomorrow: "A Water and Wastewater Engineer Retools for Stormwater". It will tell of the differences in the engineering approach to storm water as compared to water and wastewater, and give my 11 step program for how I'm working through the problem.
This is the first engineering paper I have written and prepared since one about wastewater odor control at a conference in Barcelona, Spain in 1990. I co-authored a paper that was presented in August 1990 (actually, I was listed as co-author, but in fact had little to do with the actual writing), but in the aftermath of Iraq's invasion of Kuwait on August 2 of that year I was not able to make the trip to that conference.
It's good to be back on the "conference circuit", I think. Went to this same one last year, in Phoenix, and made lots of good contacts. This year, however, I have more noticed the difference in age, my age compared to the average conference attendee. Very few people here are my age. Possibly this is because storm water treatment is such a new field for engineers, as is low impact development, that this is a young person's game. Then again, perhaps I'm just getting old.
I don't know when I will post again. I doubt much will come from this conference that will be of interest to the typical reader of this blog. And my writing suffers at this time. I expected to be able to write some, but so far not so. Maybe next week.
This is the first engineering paper I have written and prepared since one about wastewater odor control at a conference in Barcelona, Spain in 1990. I co-authored a paper that was presented in August 1990 (actually, I was listed as co-author, but in fact had little to do with the actual writing), but in the aftermath of Iraq's invasion of Kuwait on August 2 of that year I was not able to make the trip to that conference.
It's good to be back on the "conference circuit", I think. Went to this same one last year, in Phoenix, and made lots of good contacts. This year, however, I have more noticed the difference in age, my age compared to the average conference attendee. Very few people here are my age. Possibly this is because storm water treatment is such a new field for engineers, as is low impact development, that this is a young person's game. Then again, perhaps I'm just getting old.
I don't know when I will post again. I doubt much will come from this conference that will be of interest to the typical reader of this blog. And my writing suffers at this time. I expected to be able to write some, but so far not so. Maybe next week.
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