Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Jamestown 400: ". . . But Keep the Old"


Fellowship.

Just as much fun as it is to "make new friends", it is even more fun to "keep the old". Truly "one is silver and the other gold." We had a grand afternoon while at the Jamestown 400 traipsing around Williamsburg with our friends the Haydens and Renauds.


The First Meeting of the "National Center for Family Integrated Picnics" : )


Ben and Josh.


Photographer.

Caleb and Peter favored the ladies with their portraiture. Peter had great fun testing out his rented lenses for the wedding for which he was preparing [Editor's Note: As soon as we complete the Jamestown reports, we will give the link to show some of the pictures of the wedding].


Susanna, Mrs. Hayden, and Lydia.


Hayden and Serven ladies.


Co-conspirators.


Preacher.

We ventured in a rebuilt dissenter's church at the far end of town. Williamsburg and the surrounding towns were made up of families subscribing to the Anglican Church or Church of England. A few Presbyterians came over in the latter part of Williamsburg history. Historically, they were referred to as "dissenters". The church they built was quite simple comparing to the grandeur of the Anglican church. Though simplicity reigned, it was designed to uphold the perspicuity or clarity and simplicity of the word of God.

Dad gave a sermonette on the Law of God, then we all stayed for a while, talking and resting our weary feet from traversing round Williamsburg.


Some of the Hayden family.


Renauds and Miscellaneous Serven Clan Members.


The "congregation" of the saints.

Monday, July 30, 2007

Jamestown 400: Make New Friends


Two families who love to sing.

Another joy of attending the Jamestown 400 was meeting so many new friends. Many of you who read our blog introduced yourselves during the week, plus others said hello who enjoy singing with us. We were honored to meet face to face with so many of you and get to know you a little . . . there just was not enough time! Lord willing, our paths will cross again soon.


The Hope family.


Chatting in Williamsburg.

Jamestown 400: Williamsburg Tour


Michael Billings.

We joined Mr. Ford and Michael Billings for the Williamsburg Tour early one morning during the Jamestown 400 Celebration.


Mr. Dan Ford, patriot.


A proud father, Mr. Billings.


A Young Colonial Grady.


Dad and Mom chatting with the Billings.


After the tour ended, we stuck around to visit with several families.


Mr. Renaud and Mr. Grady.


Rebekah and Rebecca.


Conversation.


Mr. Zes and a tired and happy little guy.


Meeting new friends.

After chatting a little, while waiting for all the big people to talk, the boys decide to run out some of their energy on the ample Williamsburg green.


Joely Boy.


Cousins Boys goofing around.


"Come on guys!"


Running a race.


Brothers.

Friday, July 27, 2007

A Family

"Unity and diversity.
Form and freedom.
Togetherness and individuality.
A Family."

From What is a Family? by Edith Schaeffer.

Jamestown 400: Letters to our Grandchildren




In watching all the preparations for the time capsule in the Jamestown Children's Memorial, we were inspired to write letters of our own. We don't have a time capsule, but we do have things we hope to communicate to our descendants. The significance of being in Virginia, the place of our country's beginnings, made it the perfect time to craft some thoughts for our progeny.



We have all the letters in an envelope right now, but, once we are rich and famous : ) we'll have to make our own Serven Clan Time Capsule to be opened at the 500th Celebration of Jamestown. May the Lord be gracious to His people, drawing them ever closer to Himself.



You may enjoy Letters from a Grandmother, on the tradition of writing letters to your children and grandchildren.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

An Important and Amazing Annoucement

What an overwhelming joy it is to report that we are now equipped with DSL! Hooray!

The last pictures I put up of the cousins playing took an amazing 5 seconds to upload (as adverse to the 10-30 minutes of uploading with our 24-56 kps dial up). Unbelievable. This is going to radically save tons of time in blog crafting and will be a huge blessing to me in stewarding my time for the glory of God. Three cheers for the DSL man!!

Jamestown 400: Cousins Playing


Cousins for Playmates.


Smile for the Camera.

Jamestown 400: Portraits from the Past

One evening after a dramatic presentation, portraits taken of the families who had worn their costumes to the event. Peter slipped in to capture a few images of the costumed staff.


Billings and Grady families, plus one. : )

Jamie Billings did a beautiful job designing and sewing costumes for her extended family. I am very grateful for all the tips and encouragement she gave me in working on my own family's costumes. Great job Jamie and thank you!


Striving to be Valiant Men of Old.


John Moore faithful documenting the occasion.


Turley men.


Botkin children.


Nolan Manteufel, helping to keep everything running smooth.


Chatting with the Bringes.

Mrs. Bringe was also of inestimable worth in assisting in the creation of our costumes. Their family does reenacting from the early 1800's and knows so many wonderful particulars about making accurate historical costumes. Thank you Mrs. Bringe for your very kind help!


Mrs. Bringe's impeccable hat.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Jamestown 400: Supper Time


The Pick for the Evening's Repast.

One evening during Jamestown we had a wonderful time going out to a local restaurant.

We had been keeping contact via cell phone with the Zes family, while we drove back from Jamestown and they searched out a suitable place to eat. What to our surprise upon entering the restaurant we found not only the Z's, but Mr. and Mrs. F, and quite surprisingly Mr. and Mrs. R, who had driven out from our home state and successfully pulled the wool over our eyes!


Feasting Finished.

We had absolutely no idea they were coming. What a fun surprise. : ) Mrs. R has a glorious garden and is our local go-to for all gardening questions. All us Missourians had a wonderful dinner together.

As usual, we children covered the range of discussion items--from things we were learning that week, to challenges in our culture today, from how to live a sturdy life like the men and women of Jamestown, to how to portray a biblical picture of masculinity and femininity. It is always a joy to discuss things with friends. : )


The dads touring Williamsburg.

After dinner we bid goodbye to our fellow Missourians and moseyed back towards the evening activities. First though, we took a quick detour to walk around the streets of Williamsburg.


Ben in his new shades.


Walking with a Wheelchair.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Jamestown 400: A Real Piece of History


Dr. Jehle.

We journeyed to Jamestown Island a second time with Dr. Paul Jehle. Though I had never heard Dr. Jehle before, after sitting enraptured at his feet he quickly became one of my favorite speakers at the Jamestown 400.

With a broad understanding of history and the Bible, he wove together colorful tales from Jamestown with Scriptural applications. Dr. Jehle was a masterful storyteller, bringing the events to life with his well crafted words.


Near the Jamestown Church.


A Piece of History from 1957.

While walking through the Jamestown church reading the plaques on the walls, we had an amazing and providential meeting.

"So, where are you girls from?" The elderly lady startled us from our quiet studying.

Beth replied, "Uh, we are from Missouri and our friends are from Texas. How about you? Where are you from?"

"Oh," the grandmotherly woman responded in an obviously chatty mood, "We are from ___".

"Have you every been to Jamestown before?" Sarah Simpson asked the lady.

"Yes. I have."

Ok. Hmm. Beth wanted to ask when she had been here before, but that could be rude, especially since she did seem pretty old. We did not want to insult someone we had barely met! : )

But we did not have to wait long for an answer--

"I've visited Jamestown once before; in 1957 it was . . . I was a school teacher and had brought my class of 5th graders to visit Jamestown for the 350th Celebration. My daughter was in the class too.

"As we walked around the grounds, all a sudden my daughter said to me, "Mommy, I want to bring you back to Jamestown on the 400th Celebration".

"Honey," I replied, "I'll be coming in an ambulance if I come then!!"

"No Mommy, I want to bring you and we can go together!"

The grandmother went on telling us how her little girl, now all grown up with a husband of her own, had created this wonderful trip for her and her husband now both in their early 80s. The honoring daughter had set up for them all to travel together around the Historic Triangle staying in quaint Bed and Breakfasts, slowly touring the sites, and spending precious family time together.

We went on to hear stories about her experiences as a school teacher, changes she had seen in the culture, and even about the nature of people (inherently good vs. inherently sinful). It was a fascinating conversation and we were only sad it could not continue longer!

We were able to meet her groom of 60 plus years, plus her daughter and husband. We thanked the daughter for so purposefully seeking to honor her mother, making true on the desire she had expressed as a little girl.


Talking to the wonderful old lady.


Simpson family.

We snapped a Simpson family picture before leaving Jamestown--what a precious family. : )


Colonel Eidsmoe, intrepid as always.

Though we did not know it at the time, Nathan, sworn to secrecy, was simultaneously assisting Colonel Eidsmoe's mini tour, averting the Jamestown Island staff from concerns with so many people around from VF, and and keeping watch on all things related to the infamous Jamestown 400 Treasure Hunt!! [Editors Note: More on this later].

Monday, July 23, 2007

Jamestown 400: Lost in Yorktown


Destination Yorktown.

A comedy of errors, this day started out as the low point of the trip, but quickly became a memorable day of hiking about Yorktown. We first explored the area around the museum.


Reading plaques.

Next we ventured further about the grounds. Not wanting to traipse through the chigger infested fields at Yorktown, Dad and Mom decided to walk back and pick up the van, retrieve the adventurous ones, and drive everyone over to Surrender Field. They left, and we children walked along the paths, keeping an eye out for our parents and the pick up van.


Walking.

You could tell this man was from across the pond even before you heard him speak. He looked so English! : )


"So where do you think Dad and Mom are?"


"Maybe we can see them coming from up here!?"


No such luck.

Straining our eyes across the fields, perched atop Redoubt No. 9, we finally spotted our trusty blue and white van--except it was headed in the wrong direction!! Oh bother. We decided to walk out to the road, attempt to not act like hitchhikers and hope that they would turn around and find us.


"I'm hot! Can we just go back to the parking lot?"

Next to the road, in the middle of the field of chiggers, we embarrassingly waved to people we knew [Editor's Note: You know who you are : )], and waited longer and longer for our vehicle. Finally--Serven Clan Van in sight! We all stuck out our thumbs and were quite happy to be picked up.


"Ha Ha!! I found you!!"

Ok, so it did not exactly happen like this. : ) We had all jumped back in the van and driven back over to Redoubt No. 9 to show Dad how we had climbed up on the embankment.


Cousins walking at Yorktown.

We then drove our way over to Surrender Field. We had visited here once before, when Mom, Rebecca, Nathan, Beth and Peter had the once in a lifetime opportunity to attend a Faith and Freedom Tour. We showed the rest of the family how we had lined up in the field on the tour, acting out the Surrender of Cornwallis.


Hey--what have we here?!


Wildlife.


Michael Billings speaking at Yorktown.

Michael did a fabulous job leading tours around the Virginia's Historic Triangle. Speaking with passion and clarity, he told many stories of God's work in the War for American Independence.



Dan Ford, Antiquarian Book Curator.

Mr. Ford, generous as usual, brought some of his priceless volumes to act as tangible representations of the thoughts, hopes and dreams of the men fighting the War for American Independence. Many of these books are quite ancient and valuable. We were honored to see them and hear the stories behind them.


Beth, Sarah and Sarah.

One of our favorite parts of traversing the historic triangle that week, was that we would always run into people we knew! And of course, the fellowship was always very sweet. We were so glad to re-connect with the Simpson family after meeting them in 2002. Here the some of the girls get reacquainted.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Jamestown 400: Lunch Break


Hot, humid and hungry.

What better way to rest in the midst of learning that feasting and fellowshiping with dear friends? Call us cheap, but we pack a picnic lunch when we are on vacation. We were overjoyed to share our lunchtime hour with fellow saints. Here are our lunches from Tuesday and Wednesday.


Lunch with Manteufels.

The Manteufel family was busy serving to keep everything running smoothly for Jamestown 400. We were overjoyed to see them and glad to get the time to visit during lunch one day. Though the whole family is not pictured here, we share pen-pal letters between the little girls, keep up with each other's ENN submissions (they have us beat 20 to 1), and have enjoyed their generous hospitality several times when staying in their town. The Manteufels are a family with true servant's hearts.


Tour guide for Fort Eagle.


Famous ENN Reporter.


Beth chatting with Mrs. Valenti.

After talking with various Valenti family members for a good portion of one morning, we realized that our two families were both in the same location at the same time---this was our opportunity to have lunch together!! The Jamestown 400 Celebration was so large that when you saw someone, you had to grab them then and not wait for another opportunity; it might not come about later. So we all traversed to the parking lot, pulled out our respective ice chests and shared much good fellowship with the gracious Valentis. What a delight their family is--always encouraging and building up their brothers and sisters in Christ.


Our dads talk.


A wonderful feast of fellowship.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Jamestown 400: Lectures


Going to Monday night's lecture.

Part of the joy of attending The Jamestown 400 Celebration was being taught by wise men of God's work in His Story. This took many forms over the week. There were mini tours, lectures, conversations, book signings, and a few dramatic presentations. We were particularly grateful for the men who put so much time into developing the lectures. The speakers were phenomenal; well studied, wise in the Lord, making connections between the past and our calling from the Lord today. Much thanks goes to each of those men--Mr. Botkin, DeMar, Eidsmoe, Ford, Foster, Jehle, Lillback, McDowell, Morecraft, Phillips, Potter and many others.


The crowd arriving.


Mr. Phillips--Vision Caster Extraordinaire.


Mr. Potter--Andrew was especially looking forward to hearing him after listening to his Providential Battles recordings.


Making melody in your heart to the Lord.

We greatly enjoyed the many families who shared music throughout the week. I know some of the Frodge grandchildren played, as well as several other families. Behold how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell together in unity! What a delight to hear them making music together.


Fellow pastors.

After the lectures, there was ample time for fellowship with saints from around the country. This was a precious time, and probably our favorite part of attending The Jamestown 400.


Girls chatting: Rebecca, Blair, Katie, Sarah and Beth.

Jamestown 400: Strange Sights in Williamsburg


Hmmm.

Look closely. Can you see what is unusual? Leave your comment with the answer. Extra brownie points if you can tell us why this is the case. Your guess is as good as ours--we have no clue!

Jamestown 400: Excited or What?!

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Holiness and Love

Drip.

Drop.

Drip.

Another droplet of water hit my jacket as I bunched in close to my brother Ben, trying to get well covered by the umbrella he so kindly was holding over us.

"Hey! I'm not too proud to use a box!" laughed a man hoisting brown cardboard over his head. "Want to use a flap?" he queried peeking out from under the edge.

"No. That's alright," replied the plain speaking Midwestern farmer. He shrugged, looking up into the rain and clouds with an air of calm resignation, and adjusted his ball cap more firmly on his head. He was used to water coming from the sky.

"Hopefully, this rain won't last much longer . . ." and the young mom in shorts and a tank top wrinkled her nose at the obstinate rain clouds hovered above us. She crouched under her umbrella and joined with us all looking into the back end of a 18 wheeler.

We were all waiting. Patiently. While the rain droplets sprinkled, jumped and fell around us.

We were waiting and watching while two men sheltered in the back of the container of the truck worked for us. They would pick up an article of food out of a box, squint through the misty summer rain, decipher to whom it belonged and pass it to one of us grouped about on the ground. It was Co-op Delivery Day. [Editor's Note: For those of you unfamiliar with this unique experience, it is sort of like a cross between a grocery store and a mail order catalog. You make your order once a month getting food items in bulk--like 25 lbs. of rolled oats, 1 lb. salt, or a 5 lbs. block of cheddar cheese.]

I shifted again closer to Ben under the umbrella and glanced back at Peter, my other brother present at this very unauspicious occasion. He grinned from under his blue cap and reached up to retrieve a grocery item from the men in the back of the truck.

All of a sudden--

In slow motion, the pressure became unbearable. The air had a static and almost electric feel to it. The brightest imaginable light flashed around us. My ears cringed to hear and--

KABOOM!!

I spun around seeing a red ball of fire on the ground for an instant and then it was gone. The deafening sound reverberated all around us and dissipated into the summer rain.

Lightning had struck. And at our best guesstimate it was only 100 feet away, just across the parking lot.

Everyone in our little group huddled around the back of the 18 Wheeler, laughed nervously, a trifle shaken.

Peter piped up, "Well, they say the safest place in a storm is where lightening just hit!" The tenseness of the air broke and people smiled.

My mind was spinning. It was just a few moments ago, but my poor brain was still trying to piece together what had happened.

My gratefulness to the Lord over arched the momentary conflicting thoughts and emotions. The holiness of God had blasted through my day with a bolt of lightning. And the love of God covered me with His protection. He is my sovereign Lord.

It was a "I'm not finished with you yet" moment. His purpose is that he still has things for me to do, places for me to go, conversations for me to have for His glory. I am his child; he is still glorified by having me here on this earth growing in Him, resting more continually in His grace, working by his enabling for His kingdom.

This morning I read in 2 Corinthians--

"For what we proclaim is not ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord, with ourselves as your servants for Jesus' sake. For God, who said, "Let light shine out of darkness," has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

"But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us. We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed . . . .

"So we do not loose heart. Though our outer nature is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed day by day. For this slight momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal."

2 Corinthians 4:5-9, 16-18

In all things, thankful.
Written by Rebecca Serven.

Jamestown 400: Island Time


What's the crowd for?

Monday afternoon we met up with our first touring group on Historic Jamestowne island. This island is the real site of the village of Jamestown. Don't confuse it with The Jamestown Settlement, a reenactment only a few miles down the road from the real deal.

Though the reenactments at the Settlement are fascinating and fun, if you had to choose one place to visit, we would recommend the Historic Jamestowne island, where the events actually took place. The island contains many monuments, standing stones of remembrance that give glory to the Lord for the mighty work he did in this first lasting colony in America, plus working archaeological digs unearthing artifacts of yore and giving clues as to the real nature of the inner workings of Jamestown.


Historian Stephen McDowell sharing stories of God's providence.

We had never heard Mr. McDowell before, so it was a treat to hear his stories of God's work in the lives of the men of Jamestown.

Note in the background of the above pictures, a large stone edifice off to the right side of the photo. This is Teddy Roosevelt's Tercentennial Monument celebrating the 300th Anniversary of Jamestown. Though we don't know the exact height, we would estimate 50 feet of stone, rejoicing in the work of our God in the settlement of Jamestown. Quite a legacy for future generations.


I guess we did not see the camera man! Sisters listening. : )


Hot in the sun.


Resounding Voice at work--Luke Van Holten.

Without the tiresome efforts of the men of Resounding Voice, we all would not have record of the God glorifying presentations of the men who spoke during Jamestown 400. Many thanks Erbers!


Gathering around John Smith.

John Smith was quite the adventurer. From an orphaned youth living in a tree, to a warrior fighting men of the Turkish nation, clapped in chains on the voyage to Jamestown, then serving as the first Governor of Jamestown, John Smith led quite the varied life. To learn more about him, I would recommend John Smith Gentlemen Adventurer and Stories of the Old Dominion.


Rev. Hunt Monument.

We were fascinated to hear stories of Jamestown's first pastor Rev. Hunt. Though only with the men for a short time (a little more than half a year if I remember correctly), he faithfully preached the word, administered the sacraments and discipled his people.


Listening to stories about Pastor Hunt.

Surprisingly, the monument to Pastor Hunt was erected at in 1957 at the 350th anniversary of Jamestown. You would think that our nation was already ashamed of it's distinctively Christian heritage by the 50's--but no, they celebrated it.


The Jamestown Church.

Inside the church, we found more markers, most put up in 1957 celebrating the first Christian baptism (Pocahontas/Matoka/Lady Rebecca), the establishment of biblical common law, and the providential preservation of the colony by a Christian Indian lad named Chanco.


Windows on the Church.

When we consider the 300th Celebration with Teddy Roosevelt, the 350th Celebration with the distinctively Christian monuments, this years 400th Celebration with Vision Forum, it gives us pause and much hope for the celebrations to come. We must be faithful to disciple the nations, starting with our own children, grandchildren and neighbors. We need to prepare now for the 450th and 500th Celebration of America's birthday. We must trust in God's mercy, declare God's word to our children and rejoice that His word will not return to Him void, but will accomplish what He has purposed it to do in the hearts of men.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Jamestown 400: On the River

Driving straight from the Brown's home early Monday morning, we arrived in Jamestown in time for the 10 a.m. Jamestown 400 kick-off event on the James River.


I think we are in the right place!


Many, many vehicles were decorated for the event.


The Williamsburg "Fife and Drum Corps" supplies us with a ready song.


Mr. Hamann capturing the event for his children's children.


Reenactment of the men of Jamestown landing on the beach.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Dinner with the Luthers


Gathered Round the Table.

Growing up as the daughter of a pastor, we have often had the blessing of a full table.

What a joy to find yourself comfortably settled at the corner of a long sturdy table, plates and baskets piled high with all sorts of delicious foods. As the meal commences the ice is swiftly broken with a bit of small talk. Let the conversations begin! There is a rising level of excitement as different topics are opened and discussed. A new thought is thrown in to the mix, I pick it up and come up with a few thoughts of my own, listening as wise men bring scripture to bear. Stories are recalled from the past, and vision is cast for the future. The little ones have quickly finished their meal and enjoy crawling from lap to lap, playing on the floor and eventually being excused to play. The older folks stick around to hear out the rest of the conversations, learning from each other and encouraging one another in the faith.

As I reflect on our own experiences with hospitality, I often wonder what it would be like to sit at the Luther family table, engulfed in the ancient halls of the Wittenberg Monastery. I can almost see Katie Luther bustling about, making sure the last minute details are in hand.

Who would I sit by? Would it be the timid studious Melancthon or the firebrand Karlstadt? Personally, I would prefer a seat between Magdalene, Luther’s third child and Dr. Luther himself.

Martin and Katie.

Luther is best known for his amazing influence at the genesis of the Protestant Reformation. God mightily used this gifted man. The Lord worked in Luther, showing him is utter inability to please God in his own strength. The internal growth in Luther had an effect on those around him as Luther started teaching and writing.

Lutherhaus was birthed in the year 1525, when Dr. Luther found a wife! His bride was Katharina von Bora, or Katie, a run-away nun.



The Luther Family Home.

Prince Fredrick gave the Luther’s the old Augustinian Monastery as a wedding present. The Reformation was not only having its impact on the church and state, but also the home. Similar to today, Christian families had the awesome task of applying the scripture to the domestic circle, for it had truly been forgotten.

Mrs. Luther was an incredible helpmeet to her husband. She ably managed their extensive household, including Zulsdorf, a farm about an hour from Wittenberg. She encouraged him as life looked bleak, always quick to cheer him up with fresh concoctions from the kitchen. She was gifted with a quick wit and was a significant contributor to the famous Table Talk. And all that on a shoe string budget!

This boisterous household, teeming with guests from every walk of life, was a beautiful picture of the Christian home. Guests included students from Wittenberg University, ex-nuns, renegade monks and orphaned children. There were often over 20 guests staying with the Luther’s at one time. Some came for supper while others stayed for several years.

To say the least, dinner time at the Luther’s would be quite interesting. Conversations around their table ranged from witty discussions of cultural events, to heartfelt conversations on the need for humility in studying God’s infallible word. Several of Luther’s students faithfully recorded these conversations in the volume entitled Table Talk. These sayings are a window into the soul of this unique family.

Our family has sought to bring this dynamic to our own table. It is so easy to slide through a family meal, quickly throwing the plates on the table and dishing up a handy "meal in a pot". The inhalation of food takes place, just the minimum of polite conversation is exchanged and you're done. Check that box! Of course every meal you eat together does not have to be a three hour process (I am still trying to convince my family of the truth of this statement :).

What strikes me about the Luther home is that it truly was the cultural center. Ideas were discussed, relationships were built and history was being made. I am sure they had their quick meals, but as a whole this gathering together was a significant part of their ministry in Christ's Kingdom.

Showing hospitality is one of the best ways to broaden your conversational horizon. I am so thankful to my parents for setting this culture in our home. We sure did not start that way. Early hospitality at the Serven's consisted in several repeating elements: one large lasagna, a Christopher Parkening Classical guitar record playing in the background, lots of last minute cleaning and an extra helping of stress. The latter aspect was easily provided by five not so helpful children under the age of ten. To this day every time I hear a certain style of classical music it quickly brings to mind those early days.


The Serven Family, 1991 (with the five not so helpful children)

As the years have gone by the practical side of opening our home has become much simpler and the joys of hospitality only grow sweeter. No matter what season you happen to find yourself in, don’t be afraid to start. The Lord is so faithful to use our little steps of faith to grow us into the people he desires us to be.

Much has changed in 500 years, but the joy of opening your home and heart to friends and strangers stays the same.

Written by Beth Serven.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

So, What's for Dinner?


Ocimum basilicum or Sweet Basil.

Recently, I've been organizing our recipe cupboard.

This is actually a larger task than it seems. Historically, the Serven Clan recipe cupboard has burgeoned with cookbooks, recipe cards, and magazine clippings, invariably on the precipice of jumping out of the cupboard any time you chanced to peek in.

The goal? To get all our Serven Clan favorite recipes typed up and put into plastic sleeves in a notebook. I'm hoping to get the project complete by the end of July--so far I've typed 65 recipes with a bunch more to go. It is has been surprising to find that in most cookbooks we own, there are only a few recipes we actually use on a regular basis.

Since we have an abundant basil harvest from our garden today, we thought we would have some Pesto, sautéed chicken and pasta. We'll probably enjoy a large salad with the infamous Serven Salad Dressing too. : )

Pesto
4-6 servings.

3 cups fresh basil leaves
3 large cloves garlic, chopped
½ teaspoon salt
pepper to taste
½ cup olive oil
¼ cup lightly toasted pinenuts (or walnuts or almonds)
½ cup freshly grated cheese (Parmesan or Romano)

Put basil, garlic, salt, pepper, oil, and nuts in blender and chop. Add cheese and combine gently. This makes enough for about 1 lb. pasta.

To serve: Add about 1 tablespoon boiling pasta water to pesto. Toss well with cooked pasta in a warm boil or in the pot which the pasta cooked.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Jamestown 400: Personalities

Hey . . . you know, I was thinking, that we have not taken very many pictures lately. I think it is Portrait Time again!!


Isn't this a cute picture? It was Peter's pick for the day.


Sweet Sarah.


Suspicious.


Monkeys ahoy!


A. G.


In Detention.


Picking flowers for Mommy.


The Authoress.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Jamestown 400: Visit with the Browns


Conversations at Breakfast.

We were overjoyed to visit the home of Elijah, Camillia, and the Brownies. : ) The were so gracious to host us Saturday evening, Sunday worshiping with them in their local church and visiting some historic sites, then Sunday evening they welcomed Dad who flew to join us from Missouri and we all drove out early Monday morning for Jamestown . . . but I am getting ahead of myself. : )


The Browns House.

It was rather amusing, as the homes all around the Brown looked very similar.

Sunday night in the midst of packing up to head out to Jamestown, I (Rebecca) had taken a load of things to the van for the boys to pack. It was dark, and I was preoccupied with some things that I was pondering, so when I opened the door to their home I was a little taken aback. There were some unfamiliar high heels and children's tennis shoes in the entryway, the furniture looked strange, and the floor, quite sparkling a minute ago needed vacuuming--Wait a minute!! This is not the Browns house! Whoops.

I shut the door quickly and stood for a moment on the stoop, hoping against hope that no one would have heard me coming in their home. Nobody came with in a reasonable amount of time, so I high tailed it out of there, next door to the house were I was supposed to be, and into the gracious warmth of the Brown's home. What a contrast. : )

When I told Camilla about it, she said that phenomena had happened several times before, even with members of their own family. Happily, the neighbors were quite sweet about it and did not mind.


Joey.

The Browns home is home to others too--Joey, a friend from another state, as well as Camillia's parents from another country. Multiple languages are spoken, people in and out, hospitality extended, and everyone loved and well cared for.


"Hey Guys--Should we take a picture?"

Sunday afternoon we decided to walk around the nearby battlefield of First Manasses. Known to the North as Bull Run, the South titled it Manasses after the nearby Railroad Station.


"Smile now."

This was the famous battle where Stonewall got his moniker. To encourage the flagging Southern troops, General Bee adjured his men, "Look, men, there is Jackson standing like a stone wall! Let us determine to die here, and we will conquer!" And the men pressed on to victory.


Sunny.


Our docent had a wealth of stories.


Daniel Cousin walking on the battlefield.


Rebecca and Liberty.

Most of us got tuckered out with standing, but as the docent did not mind, we all spread out on the grass to listen to his stories.


Fellowship.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Jamestown 400: Jefferson Memorial


Traipsing Along.

As the last stop of our afternoon in Washington DC, we walked through the Jefferson Memorial before heading out of the city.





Jamestown 400: World Changing Documents


National Archives.

With our heads wildly spinning of spies, secret codes on the back of important documents and the fruit of other such superfluous movie watching : ) we visited The National Archives, home to the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, and the Magna Carta.


The Magna Carta.

Ok. I am not a historian. But let me take a stab at explaining these documents. Please--I am very willing for correction and instruction . . . but this is the way that I understand it:

The Magna Carta, written first in 1215, is a document stating that all people of the land are under the law. This was significant as historically the King had been viewed above the law and had the privilege of making arbitrary rulings for his subjects. In essence, the Magna Carta reestablished Biblical Law of God's law is king and clarified that all must submit to the True King's authority in His Word.


Constitution.

Under bullet proof glass, you would think that The Constitution and the ideas it represents would be impenetrable. Unfortunately, this is not always the case. Just as in the movie National Treasure, somebody is out to hijack the Delcaration, the Constitution and all our founding documents and use it for their own gain.

It is of vital importance to defend the laws of our land that are built upon God's Law in the Scripture. We must hold our civil magistrates to the oaths they have made to uphold and defend these truths.

Exodus 19:13-26

"The next day Moses sat to judge the people, and the people stood around Moses from morning till evening.

"When Moses' father-in-law saw all that he was doing for the people, he said, “What is this that you are doing for the people? Why do you sit alone, and all the people stand around you from morning till evening?”

"And Moses said to his father-in-law, “Because the people come to me to inquire of God; when they have a dispute, they come to me and I decide between one person and another, and I make them know the statutes of God and his laws.”

"Moses' father-in-law said to him, “What you are doing is not good. You and the people with you will certainly wear yourselves out, for the thing is too heavy for you. You are not able to do it alone. Now obey my voice; I will give you advice, and God be with you! You shall represent the people before God and bring their cases to God, and you shall warn them about the statutes and the laws, and make them know the way in which they must walk and what they must do.


Signatures of Able Men.

"Moreover, look for able men from all the people, men who fear God, who are trustworthy and hate a bribe, and place such men over the people as chiefs of thousands, of hundreds, of fifties, and of tens.

"And let them judge the people at all times. Every great matter they shall bring to you, but any small matter they shall decide themselves. So it will be easier for you, and they will bear the burden with you. If you do this, God will direct you, you will be able to endure, and all this people also will go to their place in peace.”

"So Moses listened to the voice of his father-in-law and did all that he had said. 25 Moses chose able men out of all Israel and made them heads over the people, chiefs of thousands, of hundreds, of fifties, and of tens. And they judged the people at all times. Any hard case they brought to Moses, but any small matter they decided themselves."


Roman Influences.

The richness in Washington was striking; especially, as many of the buildings had been constructed within the last 100 years. Statues, monuments and buildings of state abounded. Not exactly what General George Washington had envisioned for the capitol city as a place of industry, but in God's providence, it is the way the city has become.


Leaving the Mall and heading back towards the River.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Jamestown 400: Sidetracked by a Chef


And who have we here?!

While slipping through the bustling Saturday afternoon crowd at the National Air and Space Museum, we providentially met a very interesting and fun gentleman--a former Chef from the White House.

Chef Roland Mesnier served as the Executive Pastry Chef for 25 years during five presidencies. We immediately felt an affinity for this man as he grew up in rural France with his 9 siblings [Editor's Note: We were drawn to the part about the 9 siblings. ; ) ].




















Telling and Listening.

Chef Mesnier was known for never repeating a dessert twice. The pictures of his ostentatious and delicious looking desserts are amazing. His creativity under stress was incredible and gave us new appreciation for being a chef. Often, he would not sleep, trying to create a new dessert for tomorrow's state dinner.

Chef Mesnier was responsible for the world famous White House Christmas Gingerbread. He lived through the uncertainties of 9/11 in the kitchen of the White House. He baked each president a birthday cake every year. He was purposeful to honor each of the men who served as presidents even if he might not have always agreed with their decisions. He was just there to serve. Chef Mesnier enraptured us with story after story of his cooking adventures.

We were quite tickled to meet this fascinating man. : )


Book Signing for the Serven Clan Chef Beth.


The Gingerbread Whitehouse for Mrs. Bush.


This chef has tons of personality and a wonderful accent.

Jamestown 400: Air and Space


Our First Official D. C. Destination.

After our recent visit to the Planetarium at the Answers in Genesis Museum, we were interested to see some of the history related to space travel and flight in general at the National Air and Space Museum in Washington D.C.


Touching a moon rock.


Andrew with space stuff.


Serven Clan Members in Right Hand Corner. : )

The children were particularly looking forward to seeing the Wright Brothers Flyer. After watching a documentary weeks before, Andrew had constructed a model from popsicle sticks and fabric scraps. I had not watched the movie with them, so when Andrew came up to me (while I was in the middle of sewing Jamestown costumes) he would ask me to cut various shapes out of the fabric: "No--more like this shape," and he would trace it out on the cloth with his fingers.

I had no clue what he was working on and was so surprised to see his model, completely worked out in his mind and fashioned with his own hands and the hot glue gun. Of course, the little boys wanted to test it's flying capabilities. : ) Regardless of the models top heavy construction, I was very impressed with Andrew's creativity, accuracy, forethought and follow through.

This model making spawned a great interest in all things related to the Wright Brothers. Naturally, seeing their actual flyer was a high priority on the little boy's list.


A Closer Look at the Wright Flyer.

In learning about the Wright family, it was interesting to see the close knit relationships that Orville and Wilbur had between them as well as their sister. They never married, but worked together on projects for many years. It was a good encouragement to me to be purposeful in developing brother and sister relationships.

For as we all know, relationships are the only things that really last--our relationship to the Lord, and to His children. The things we "do", the "accomplishments" we have, these are only as significant as the way they impact and grow our relationships.


Drew and Lyd--a sweet brother sister relationship in the making.

Saturday, July 07, 2007

Jamestown 400: Break Time


Hot and Tired.

After our long walk to the Washington Mall, we were exhausted. [Editors Note: I was corrected by a fellow traveler, it was only a mile and a half walk--but still long for short legs]. Some of our Clan members expressed it a little more than others, but wise Mom with her gracious and perfect timing had a cool refreshment for us to gain a little more perspective on the day. : )


Hey, hey, hey--what have we here!!?

We NEVER buy stuff from vendors, so this was a real treat. Expensive, yes; worth it, yes; memories built, yes; peace and joy restored, yes; a wise mother, yes. : )


Emergency Cooldown Mode.


The Crisis is Past.


Joely Boy.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Jamestown 400: Destination D.C.


Passing by the National Cathedral.

We woke up in West Virginia and proceeded to drive several hours towards our destination for the day--Washington DC.


A Glimpse of the White House as we drive by.

Despite the fact we were driving a 15 passenger van, with a trailer, were coming from the north (and mistakenly took surface streets through all the suburbs), were driving with just Mom and all us kids (Dad was to come a few days later and meet us in VA), and were eating lunch while we drove . . . . we managed to navigate our way through the maze of streets and successfully (read: stressfully : ) get to a parking spot. No matter that the parking spot was probably 2-3 miles away from the Mall. : )

Happily, it was Saturday so the police parking lot people we spoke with said it was not a problem to borrow one of their spaces. Even with that reassurance, we were dubious of receiving a ticket once we returned to our car. Oh well. We would see what happened.


Andrew and Joel running by the Potomac .

Armed with a water bottle or two and various purses, we all started trudging along the Potomac towards our destination.


The Infamous River.

Someone one in our family (who shall remain un-named) used to call the Potomac river the "PAH-ta-mack" river rather than the "Puh-TOH-mik" river. This was duly noted and we all had a good laugh.


Cross Walk.

Though it does not picture it here, we were quite amused to see our tax dollars at work in the amount of granite curbs all around the city. So, maybe granite was running cheap--but that is a lot of stone work just on the streets!


Nathan and Rebecca waiting at a stoplight and attempting to decompress from the stressful drive into the capitol city. : )


Washington Memorial Invaded by Girl Scouts.

We were not the only ones in Washington DC that day. Providentially there were thousands of Girl Scouts who joined in our visit. They were all participating in the 95th Annual Sing at the Memorial. We were glad they were the only interest group that was represented. : )


Joel and Mom looking at Capitol.

It was sort of amazing being in a place that you have heard about all your life; all the significant decisions that are made behind closed doors, are shut out in the hustle and bustle of regular city life and tourism.


Capitol just down the street.

"Now therefore, O kings, be wise;
be warned, O rulers of the earth.
Serve the Lord with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and you perish in the way,
for his wrath is quickly kindles.
Blessed are all who take refuge in him."

Psalm 2:10-12

Jamestown 400: Meditation


Learning to capture beauty from a driving vehicle--not a small task, but one that transcends into an analogy of all our lives.

"Therefore I tell you , do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?

"Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?

"And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?

"And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin,

"Yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

"But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

"Therefore do not be anxious, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?'

"For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all.

"But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.

"Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."

Matthew 6:25-34


The Stillness of Beauty from God.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Jamestown 400: Beach People


Friends at the Atlantic: Hubers, Zeses, Servens and Macfarlanes.

Jamestown 400: Portraiture by the Side of the Road


Killing Time.

While Mom and big kids are getting everything packed up one morning on our Jamestown 400 trip, the middle and little kids decide a photo shoot is in order. Our favorite photographer PJ Serven, willingly obliges.


A Long Line of Cousins.


Smiley.


Laugh all you want--we still have hours left to drive!


Pledging allegiance to . . . the Serven Clan?


Cousins.