A Bible Legacy Comes To Life

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After my mother died and I rummaged through the attic artifacts:  papers, photos – framed and unframed, newspaper articles, more memorabilia, plus there was a small insect crawling through these boxes of stuff called a genealogy bug. He found me and bit me hard!  The serum in the bite caused me to dig for answers.

A significant newspaper article, found inside a family Bible, was about a Bible which had been passed down through generations of my ancestors and was believed to have belonged to an ancestor who had been a martyr.  My research uncovered the martyr — John Rogers,

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a Prebend at St. Paul’s Cathedral in London.  He, with his family, had returned to England under the reign of the boy king, Edward VI, who was favorable to Protestantism.  Following his death at age 16, the throne was given to his half sister, Mary, who was strictly Catholic.  John Rogers had been preaching against the Pope, which caused him to be the first Protestant to be burned at the stake under the reign of Bloody Mary.

John Rogers had met William Tyndale in Holland where Rogers served as a Catholic Chaplain. These two devoutly religious men had many deep talks about theology. Tyndale convinced Rogers to leave the Catholic Church and become a Protestant. Tyndale had a mission to publish the first complete Bible in English.  He did complete the first New Testament in English in 1536.  But before he could complete the Old Testament, the heresy of translating scripture caused Tyndale to be tied to a stake, strangled, and burned.

Rogers, dedicated himself to completing his friend’s work. He used Tyndale’s translations of Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy, Joshua, Judges, Ruth, I & II Kings, Nehemiah, Ezra, and Jonah. Other books were translated by Myles Coverdale then edited by Rogers. With the death of Tyndale, Coverdale won the race for publishing the first English Bible.  Since Coverdale was not a student of Greek or Hebrew, Coverdale used Tyndale’s New Testament heavily for his Bible, and several of Tyndale’s Old Testament books, as well as the Latin Vulgate and German translations by Martin Luther.  But Rogers edited Coverdale’s work for his purposes as well. Rogers translated the remaining books and published the work as The Thomas Matthew Bible in 1537, using a fictitious name to not be burned at the stake for heresy.

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I have been privileged to see two exhibits which included a copy of the Thomas Matthew Bible.  The first was a display at the Library of Congress about Tyndale’s life and work.  The final station of the show presented a Thomas Matthew Bible under glass, of course. The University of Toronto hosted an exhibit in 2011, celebrating the 400th year of the King James Bible in  their Fisher Rare Book Room.  Again, the Thomas Matthew Bible was on display as a precursor to the King James.  Also I noted the Thomas Matthew Bible I saw in the case was sitting in its home – The Fisher Rare Book Room!

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Both copies of the Thomas Matthew Bible reside at the Fisher Rare Book Library in the Robarts Library of the University of Toronto on St. George St., Toronto.

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Thomas Raynalde and William Hyll

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J. Daye and W. Seres

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Thomas Raynalde and William Hyll

Psalm 23 – begins on lower left column

Since I no longer live in the Toronto area, it took until this summer before I could arrange to see, touch, and pour over the volume!  And then I learned the Fisher Rare Book Room owns TWO different copies of this Bible.  Both volumes have an origin date of 1537 and both have a publication date of 1549 – both imprinted in London – one by Thomas Raynalde and William Hyll, and the other by J. Daye and W. Seres.  The Daye and Seres edition is in slightly better condition and includes lovely marbled end papers and intricate line drawing throughout the text.

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Transcription of the above photo:  In Hall’s Chronicle, (sub anno 27 Hen. VIII, vol. CCXXVII), a book which was completed and printed and published by Richard Grafton, one of the publishers of the original edition of this Bible in 1537, it is stated positively that “Tyndale translated the New Testatment, the V. books of Moyses, Josua, Judicum, Ruth, the books of the Kynger and the books of the Panalipomenon, Nehemias or the first of Esdras, the prophet Jonas and no more of the holy scripture.”  John Rodgers translated the next, or revised Coverdale’s translation, and the whole work was published by Grafton & Whitchurch under the name of Thomas Matthew.  (See Fox’s Acts & Monuments.) This translation, therefore, which is the basis and ground work of the authorized version (this statement refers to the King James Authorized Version, thus was written after its publication in 1611), is the joint work of Tyndale, Coverdale and Rogers; of which Tyndale executed about four sevenths of the whole if we leave out the Apochrypha.   J. P. Bradley.

This preface (above photo) was hand written inside the front cover of the Raynalde and Hyll edition of the Thomas Matthew Bible.  This copy of the Bible has no title page.  The volume seems to be missing a few of the initial pages of the book.  Fortunately,  J. P. Bradley penned this explanation of the authorship of the Thomas Matthew Bible in this copy of the Bible.

Reverting to my introductory paragraph, the Bible mentioned in the newspaper article never did belong to John Rogers.  I tracked down that Bible which was handed down several generations until it found its way to the Seventh Day Baptist Archives in Janesville, WI.  Its original owner, a contemporary of John Rogers, also lived in England. I have no information that the two men ever met.  However, their descendants met and married.  The burning question is – did this couple, uniting two families, know who John Rogers was and that he published one of the first English Bibles?

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Living a Discombobulated Life

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Discombobulated describes my state of mind, body, and surroundings!!!!  <sigh>  Why?  I am in the process of moving.  Though things are going well, they are not going well.  The important aspects of moving are just fine.  It is the fine tuning that has me off kilter!  Thus the reason for my lack of posting to my blog in the past month.  Actually, I did rework an old post yesterday, but after posting it, I realized I had reposted it a month ago!  Oh, my. . .   Definitely a sign of being befuddled!

My moving story entails: I sold my house in Fort Worth, Texas, and am moving to the Chapel Hill area of North Carolina.  Why?  Because of my grandson.  Back at Eastertime, I tucked him into bed after being with him for 12 days.  At 12 years of age, he began sobbing.  I asked, “Kevin!  What is wrong?!”  The answer spoken brokenly through sobs, “Grandma.  Why can’t you move here?”  Oh, my. . . Definitely a sign I should give this serious consideration.

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His parents have suggested numerous times that I move to NC as my son and his family moved away from TX with a job promotion.  I had built a life in TX, and houses cost more in NC.  I went downstairs and told his parents he was crying.  My daughter-in-law, a realtor, said, “I have told you I can find a house you can afford.”  My reply as I pointed a finger at her: “Show me one tomorrow before my flight!”

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The next day she took me to see new townhomes being built 30 minutes from their house.  These affordable, pleasant homes lacked space which my Texas home flaunts.  At first, I thought, there is no way I can fit into this house.  But then the salesman showed us a two story model with huge master bedroom upstairs.  OK.  My furniture will fit there, and my office furniture can fit in the first floor master bedroom.  Definitely a sign I should give this scrutiny.

Immediately, I realized this townhouse lacked two rooms which I had in Texas:  a TV/toy/piano room and a scrapbooking/craft room.  The piano and TV can move into the great room. I no longer need toys as the kids are growing up.  Things the younger ones would still enjoy have been shipped off to them in OK. Most of the scrapbooking furniture can move into the large closet of the main floor master bedroom.  My bins and boxes of stuff may have to go to the attic until I can finish up some projects.  And I love the attic — a walk-in from my master closet!  Still, the great room is not big enough for all of my dining room furniture.  The china cabinet must go as well as the furniture in the TV/toy room.  Definitely something which can easily be done.

Upon returning home, someone posted on my neighborhood board, “We recently moved to <my subdivision> and love it.  I have a daughter who already lives here and another daughter who would like to buy a single story house.  Does anyone know of one available?” I wrote back that I was thinking of selling.  The mother and two daughters came to check it out.  They all loved my house, and a deal was closed by word of mouth!

The salesman pointed out to me, there is a closet under the stairs beside the location for the dining room table!  That “Harry Potter” closet can hold shelves and cabinets filled with my formal dining supplies and dishes.  Heirloom dishes and excess silver went to relatives while I kept the necessities for setting a formal table.  The excess found their way to Goodwill for someone else to love.  Definitely a feel-good move for relatives wanting heirlooms and others who would enjoy pretty things.

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The salesman showed us the lots available.  One unit of my model backs onto a street with nothing on the other side of the street except an enchanting fishing pond surrounded by dense forest.  Now the only issue is building my townhouse.  Early August was the proposed completion date.  Being somewhat wise, I booked a mover for the end of August.  When August came, the prediction for completion changed to the end of September!  Meanwhile, I had a closing date of August 25 for my Texas home which left me homeless for a month.  Definitely an issue to resolve.

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A few days before the 25th, packers arrived to bundle up my belongings.  On the 24th, the loaders arrived to fill the truck.  I moved to Texas four years ago with an 18 wheeler moving van partially filled – one half to two thirds is my memory of that load.  After getting rid of much stuff and furniture for this move, my goods filled three fourths of the truck!  Not sure how that happened except the packers used more paper than I had ever seen packers use before.  Therefore, they used more boxes.

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Fortunately, family and friends are receptive and hospitable – especially Kevin’s family!  Beyond Labor Day, I am doing a dance between the homes of friends and family in the northeast until I can expect my truck to arrive — definitely a relief!

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Pray with me about my move and settling into a new place.  So far, I have visited two Rotary Clubs in search of the best one for me, registered to begin Community Bible Study lessons nearby, signed up to sing in a local Community Chorus which performs The Messiah annually, and skated at my new local arena – beautiful ice and facility! Finding a church will have to wait until I am in my new home. Definitely signs of a bright future!

 

 

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Finding Christmas Memories in the Attic on a Hot Summer Day

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I am on the move again which entails sorting, throwing out, and having serendipity moments of long-forgotten memories.  We are having a summer of consistent 100+ degree days, making work in the attic rough sledding.  I made another sweep through my attic early in the morning, the coolest it will be in the attic, and noted a box of memorabilia belonging to my son.  Before throwing the whole thing out, I thought I should take a peek.  I found many things which he would love to have including newspaper headlines of significant events which became historic such as Gorbachev tearing down the wall.  There were birthday and Valentine cards.  One from his sister (now deceased) which is sooo Karin.  On the envelope, she wrote, “GREG   :-|  Have a Day!”  (She was famous for drawing

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everywhere — on blackboards at school, on papers, etc.  Her signature that she was there.)  Then she wrote, “who else? —- you’re the only twirp w/ a B-Day!” The card itself reads, “Brother, if Noah were filling his ark today . . .   . . . He’d have a hard time finding another one like you!  Happy Birthday!”  Then she wrote more Have a Day faces inside with more tidbits of her humor including a drawing of a bee and saying “Have a Bee-Day! (B-Day).”

Another card is sooo typical of his grandparents.  My son has a Christmas birthday (Dec. 23) as do I (Dec. 28).  So I am keenly aware of how Christmas birthdays can be overlooked.  He received a Christmas card from grandparents.  Before signing their name, they wrote, “Happy Birthday.”  A birthday card with an added “Merry Christmas” would have been a better choice.

Apparently,  in fourth grade, he was to ask a grandparent about how they celebrated Christmas.  My mother responded with a delightful, memorable letter.

“I never had to travel away from home to be with my grandparents, uncles, aunts, and cousins, because we lived all in a row.”  My children had to travel 12 hours to see their relatives.  “They would take turns each year to have the Christmas dinner and the tree, laden with all the gifts from each other.  After dinner dishes were cleared away, our gifts would be opened.  We were anxious to see what Grandad bought us as it would be something special.”  (One year Grandad gave his granddaughters a Lane cedar hope chest.  I have my mother’s.)  “Grandma sewed, making us things.

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“Before Christmas, Grandad would give each of us children $2 and take us to Woolworth’s 5 & 10 cent store to buy gifts.  You couldn’t believe the lovely things, including toys, you could buy for $.10 in the 1920’s.

“Of course, each family had their own tree too, which had been cut down by our fathers on the hillsides.  When I was real young, our tree was decorated with red and green garlands.  I remember they were prickly to touch.  Also candles about 4 inches tall would fit into little metal containers, with a clip on the bottom that you would clip to the end branches.  (I still have one of these I put on my tree each year.)

“When I was 7 years old, electricity was available to Richburg, and we all had our homes wired.  Now, we could buy electric cords with sockets for little colored light bulbs.  Much like you have.  However, if one bulb burned out, all went out.  so, you would take a new one and search for the one that burned out.

“I remember our icecyles [sic] were made of tinfoil.  We always had tinsel on our tree as far back as I can remember.  I wonder what material it was made of.  Perhaps tinfoil too.

“Christmas was a very exciting time.  We cousins running back and forth to see what each bought for gifts to others in the family.  Then Christmas morning — to see what Santa brought each of us.  Then our Christmas dinner together — and the Tree!  It sure was a full exciting day!

“Maybe I will be with you this Christmas.  Love, Grandma.”

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Keys to Survival While in Debilitating Grief

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Have you experienced debilitating grief?  If you have not, you are a lucky or a blessed one.  Sooner or later, most will eventually suffer unbearable grief.

Quote from Henri Nouwen:  “Who, in our lives, means the most to us?  Often it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, instead,  shared our   pain and touched our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in despair or confusion, grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.”

If you find someone who holds your hand, soothes your heart, as described in this quote, they become an invaluable rock to cling to.  Apparently, my husband found this type of comfort in his mistress after the death of our daughter.  Meanwhile my grief was doubled by his dalliance.  Fortuitously, I found such a friend, as the one described above, a lifetime friend to ease my griefs and help me find stability.  She tolerated my daily need for a rest before collapsing.  It even happened once during a dinner party to which I was invited.  Embarrassing, but better than falling off my chair.

The grief counselor who shared Nouwen’s quote, Helga Bender, writes, “Sometimes, grievers are advised, ‘Just keep busy,’ but you are too fatigued to do that. Grieving and mourning may be the hardest work you have ever done and that is why the Mourner’s Bill of Rights states, ‘I have the right to respect my own physical and emotional limits,’ and
 ‘I have the right to talk about my grief.’

I had no idea the extreme physical exhaustion I experienced was caused by grief.

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A month from today eight years ago, we learned the cause of my daughter’s back pain – kidney cancer which had metastasized to many places.  I still speak of her daily!  She is always on my mind.  And today, in preparing for my move, I came across the hundreds of photos we have of her wedding.   What a beautiful, happy event.  The wedding of the decade!  Though my heart wants to soar with the felicity of that day, my heart recognizes the loss of her talents, effervescent personality, and contribution to life at church, in her neighborhood, professional organizations, plus family and friends.

Everyone deals with grief differently.  Some say there is no wrong way to grieve.  I disagree and grief counselors do as well.  It is important to walk through your grief appropriately and not burden yourself with issues which will not help you to heal.  If you are in the throes of grief, you can contact Helga by e-mail coach@helgabender.com or call 403-775-9335 (phone and Skype available).  She offers a free 30 min. coaching phone chat about your situation.  “It will help you understand the crazy journey, get your bearings and provide support.”

 

 

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10 Maxims for Life

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These maxims light my path and sustain me:

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  1. Stop to smell the flowers.  If, while traveling, I see a sign for a local attraction which interests me, I stop.
  2. Don’t worry about what other people think of you.  You already know what you think of them.
  3. Always do your best.  No one can expect more of you if you give your all to a project.
  4. Be a friend.  “The man that has friends must show himself to be a friend.” Proverbs 18:24  Be hospitable.
  5. Admit your failures and try to do better.  Apologies go a long way.
  6. Trust in God.  His promises are true.  He is ever present.  He is our lifeline to peace.  His precepts are the highest moral standards.  He brings hope to any situation.
  7. Love everyone.  Everyone may not be your friend, but you can still love them.  Remember – God is no respecter of persons.  He loves everyone.
  8. Family is your God-given circle.  Treat them as such (unless there is abuse involved).
  9. Use the good china.  Your house is not a museum.  Enjoy what you have.
  10. Remember – chocolate is a vegetable and can cure all ills.  At least, it makes you feel better!

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Stretch Your Life in Positive Ways

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Stretch means to expand, elongate, extend, bridge, span, reach.  Each definition has a slightly different meaning.  Some have positive connotations and some have negative.

The term, stretch, has come up in conversation several times recently:

*My grandson’s swim teacher says that the stretching of swimming will help him                    to grow tall.

*My physical therapist suggests I need to stretch my spine to alleviate twinges of pain.

*It seems perpetual that budgets need to be stretched.

*Stretching the truth means it no longer is the truth.  Beware of politics!

*Cheating is a form of stretching the truth.

**This summer my grandson participated in a sports camp playing a  different                   game every hour.  He was appalled at how many kids cheated in the games.  I am so pleased he has a solid grasp of what is correct and what is not.

**A relative related to me this week about employees who cheat concerning the work they have done in order to pad their pay checks.  Even the boss contributes to this dishonest practice.  It places an honest person in a difficult situation.

Oct. 17, 14-dWe often wish to stretch time, to give another hour to a project or another hour of daylight for fun in the sun.

Sometimes we desire to stretch ourselves in new directions – to try new activities or to improve upon current talents.

However, stretching values might negate the advantage of clinging to what is circumspect and deemed to be Christian behavior.  On the other hand, stretching other values could be a very Christian act to do —to be loving and inclusive.

A meal can be easily stretched.  If the main dish is not quite enough for the group of diners at the table, adding additional side dishes of fruits or vegetables or cheese can add enough to the meal for all the diners to leave the table satisfied.

Stretching in bed as a cat stretches, reaching the arms as far as they can go while pushing the toes to the opposite extremity, relaxes the body before sleep and awakens the body after sleep.

Consider the many forms of stretching you do in a day.  And which of your stretches are beneficial and which are unnecessary or harmful.

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Beauty Is In the Eye of the Grandchild

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It is fun to realize your grandchildren can teach you!  My grandson, who is now 12, spends summers with me.

A friend called to ask if she could drop by my house, so I told him we needed to clean things up a bit before she arrived. 12 year old boys do tend to mess things up just a little.  I straightened my coffee table to look like this:  my coffee-table book at an inviting angle with the main decoration on the table off to the upper side.

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IMG_0639It was a bit too blocky for my taste, plus one is not invited to pick up the coffee-table book if something is on top of it.  My response to him was, “You shouldn’t put something on top of a book!”  He insisted his arrangement was much more pleasing to the eye than mine.  So I suggested we look up coffee tables on the Houzz app.  I was sure he would see that books on a coffee table are to be accessible to potential readers.

We did a search for “coffee tables.”  The first picture to come up had a plant on a stack of books!  Really?!  A plant which could leak water onto the book it is on?!  Coming from a librarian, that is NO WAY to treat a book!!!

Moving on. . .  there were three small stacks of books neatly squared in line with the edges of the coffee table.  The next few photos showed a decoration on the table with a book or small stack of books jauntily placed.  My style!  Thus inviting a guest to pick up the book and not feel inhibited by something sitting on top of the books.

In the end, there were as many photos with an object (often a plant or a vase of flowers with water — HORRORS!) on top of a book or books.  I had not won my argument, and the stemmed dish of glass balls remained on top of the one coffee-table book.

However, in the end, he did demonstrate how to have a “jauntily” placed book beside the table decoration:  You have a few books angled just so, to create a pleasure to the discerning eye.

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