I wrote this long before the pandemic hit but now it means so much more to me than it did at the time.
Lark Rise to Candleford is broadcast mid-morning on one of the
Direct TV channels. I don't get a chance to watch it every weekday but
once in awhile, I pour another cup of coffee and let it take me to an
English countryside that no longer exists... which is why Flora
Thompson, who wrote the nonfiction books the series is loosely based
on... wrote about the village life she knew.
In her books, she documents in a lovely style of prose, the affects of
the Industrial Revolution in Great Britain. While some people saw the
changes as exciting and a chance for more prosperity, the wiser among
them understood that a way of life would soon disappear. Candleford
would prosper but Lark Rise, which depended more on agricultural
seasons, would eventually face the end of a way of life they had known
for hundreds of years.
Yet, as good literature tends to do (and this is a fictional account of a
nonfiction book), the viewer is drawn into the relationships and how it
is through friends and family that challenges are met. Often the
conversation takes place around a table, from the most humble of the
Lark Rise homes, to the lovely residence of Miss Lane in the Post
Office, to Sir Timothy's large estate house. Conversations often
accompanied by tea and cake.
I am often disturbed by the changes happening in the world in general
and the United States specifically. For that is my place on the world
map. The law that passed in New York this week, which allows abortion
through all nine months of pregnancy, raised an alarm that certainly
didn't calm the unsettled feelings.
We so often feel out of control as the media and many politicians
promote a world contrary to Christian values and honestly... mostly
devoid of common sense. One begins to get the uncomfortable feeling
that there are a lot more of them than there are of us.
I'm not sure if that is true (especially if we had our spiritual eyes
open to the real Battle of the Ages) but what I came to realize once
again this past week, is the importance of having a Place of
Christ-centered calm and Beauty in this world which is continually
becoming a darker place to live. It is up to you and to me and to us to
have a place of Light in this darkness. A Sanctuary for those we care
about.
When I think of warm and cozy and peaceful places, I don't think of Sir
Timothy's estate but of the simple homes of Lark Rise and Miss Lane's
dining room in Candleford. I think of Mole and Badger and Ratty in the
beautiful Wind in the Willows classic. I think of the Little House on the Prairie houses and the parlor of Damerosehay which is grandmother's domain in Goudge's The Bird in the Tree and Pilgrim's Inn. (The entire Elliot trilogy is about the importance of Place.)
Most all of my favorite fictional homes are quite modest but have a
loveliness which money alone cannot purchase. For amidst the china and
books and art and plants and flowers and silver teapots and those items I
find lovely... there must be a sense of peace for the room to provide
peace to oneself and visitors.
Now, I understand that most homes are not all that quiet and can be far
from peaceful. We also understand that no home is perfect, although
cats will try to assure you that they have achieved that state of
perfection humans can only strive to attain.
However, in the midst of chaos, most can achieve a Place that provides
an oasis in the storms of life. For some, it is an entire house or
apartment. For others, like me, I work on the entire house to make it
lovely but it is one room that brings the most peace. Yet for many, as I
had for a whole lot of years, it is one corner of one room in a house.
That place on the sofa that was mine to read or watch a movie with a
coffee table to hold hot beverages. (I have also known many a kitchen to
have been a place of refuge while soup was being stirred or bread
made.)
I understand that there are times in life where there may not be a
chance to create a place of peace in a home but there are still places
to seek peace. I have friends who are the most amazing gardeners,
providing a Place of refuge out of doors that brings peace.
There have been cozy coffee shops, walking the board walk of a much
loved town, a favorite stretch of beach on Lake Michigan, and a much
enjoyed hiking trail that were places where I could go to find peace.
But having a Place in my home is much preferred, especially when sleep
is eluding me at midnight.
We all need a Place to find calm and Beauty... where prayers are said,
music can be played (perhaps with ear phones necessary), your favorite
books read, and The Book studied. So that your peace can become their peace.
So this last week when the news was so unsettling, I closed the door on my Study, read the Bible, read some of The Bird in the Tree, and talked to Jesus. I felt ready to meet the world again. Well, almost...
Mentioned in this Blog Post
Lark Rise to Candleford TV program... here. (Season One was not my favorite but essential to know the plot lines.)
The Illustrated Lark Rise to Candleford... here.
(It only contains the first of the books and like most of the books in
the Illustrated series, it is somewhat abridged. But in this case I
like it a lot.)
The Wind in the Willows... here. (One of my very favorite books.)
Little House on the Prairie... here.
The Bird in the Tree (Book One)... here.
Pilgrim's Inn (Book Two)... here.
I may as well add The Heart of the Family (Book Three) ... here.
First published in January, 2019
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Image: Warming Up in Badger's Kitchen by Chris Dunn
4 comments:
This is one of my favorite Sunday Afternoon Tea posts! From here I borrowed (stole) the lovely picture of Ratty, Mole and Badger and made it my screen saver. We all need a place of peace and refuge, and you dear blog friend give me that, at least once a week. Donna xo
Sweet peace just to read your gentle prose...like balm in Gilead.
I so enjoyed your post from the archives. It certainly was worth dusting off for another go around. It really resonated with me. Having the place where light and hope and joy lives, not only for our own sanity but for all who enter -- a haven of rest. It has also been a dream of mine over the years to create such a place.
Thank you so much, Brenda, for the inspiration! Blessings for a beautiful week ahead.
Brenda L.
I agree friend! Thank you for sharing these thoughts!
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