Monday, March 7, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Believe
Look and See





I want to keep my eyes wide open. I want unhurried time with my Creator so He can show me what He is up to. I do not want to clutch and hoard and fret. "Be open wide and watch for my plans for multiplication and growth." I notice that even in the winter the Spirit says these truths. Thank you God for helping me to SEE!
Cross shaped
the unfolding


These are not crystal clear. I am reminding myself that is ok.
I LOVE THE LIGHT filtering through the RED - PAINT ME RED, JESUS. Filter all my life through the story of your unfailing sacrifice! I need you!
I love the veins that you can see where LIFE is at work in this CREATION.
RED LION YOU ARE LOVELY.
Blooming in a Different Season





The week after Christmas as I was looking briefly in the "Christmas is over Clearance" section of Super Target, I found the Red Lion Amarylis. It was just a bulb in a nice pot - looking dead. It had originally been $19.99 - but was now only $2.34. I am not sure all the dynamics that made me so JOY FULL about redeeming this flower. But I bought the bulb and brought it home.
Over the last 1 1/2 years I have been learning as a Botanist. God has used this in many ways in my life. This is good. I desperately need to learn more about what He is "silently shouting" through Creation.
Watching my "Red Lion" through the 12 days of Christmas, Epiphany and now Ordinary time has been really strong for me. When I brought it in and placed it in the soil of the pot and looked for a spot of winter sunlight - I felt hopeful about watching. The Kelly men have been kind to make observations and "wow" over the growth of this friend of mine. God even gave me the connection between Paul's words to the church of Galatia in chapter 6 of Galatians to remind me about seasons and reaping and sowing and waiting and growing. I have pondered much about blooming in a different season.
I did not capture images all along the way but I do have some to share. I notice how glad I am about being able to see things in this flower. I notice God whispering many things to my heart. I also notice the warfare and lies that the enemy tells me. "You are wasting time." and "You take duddy photos." and "This doesn't matter." I am fighting for TRUTH and BEAUTY as I even type out these words today.
I know that this Red Lion Amarylis would have been discarded. I know that its value went down drastically from a retail standpoint because it was not chosen to "bloom at the expected time". I know that blooming for Valentine's day instead of Christmas is a different plan. I see that it was hindered from growth in the box with the clearance tag.
I want to keep seeing true beauty and true value and true growth potential. I want to be unhindered and see others live in freedom and WALK after Jesus step by step. I want to lean with my full weight toward the LIGHT. I want to say continually, "Great is the Lord." (Psalm 40) I want to know that God is in charge of my blooming season. I want to be multiplied. I want to live cruciform.
I see these things today in the face of my friend.
I see the color of the blood of my Savior - it set me FREE!
I see the shape of a cross.
I see the LIGHT.
I see the intimate care of a CREATOR.
I see GROWTH.
I see waiting.
I see stamen and carpel and petal.
I see HOPE.
So I am choosing to share here. These images are not all "award winners" but they are a part of the Red Lion story for me. They are an extravagant reminder of things the Spirit is teaching me today.
"My love for God is sustained, not primarily by enjoying His blessings or keeping his rules, but rather by Spirit-nourished CONFIDENCE in God's HEART and Spirit-empowered RELEASE of our Passion for Him." - Larry Crabb
Thursday, November 18, 2010
the art of remembering
"If my art is an ongoing conversation I have with my life where I dream of all that might be possible, the added bonus is that I get to encourage my children in their dreams, too. I also see beauty in less likely places than I used to, like the tiny white T-shirt I just bleached that reappears smeared with grass stains. I study my children and never cease to be amazed by the complexity and uniqueness of their delicate faces. They are small, priceless masterpieces." - Kierstin Castella
I am putting this down in a form of writing while it is in my brain and heart. It is not a time when I have lots of time. It is not a thought that has been fully processed. But it is real. I have been pondering how the last 18 years of my life have been JAM FULL of the living art of children and remembering children and teaching children to remember.
I have studied the faces of 3 sons and see the complexity of the Creator's unique mark on each of them. I have studied the faces of countless middle school and high school students in 3 different states and several other countries. I am back around now to being a "teacher" in some "official" sense of the word and I am studying new little faces of a variety of ages. What I see are masterpieces that bear the signature of a Triune God.
Every day I am tempted to not notice because it seems easier. I am tempted to forget because it is more efficient. I wrestle with shutting down because it is all messy.
But today I am thankful. I am thankful that every day I have been in the process of some form of art with children for the last 6,570 days of my life. I wonder how many days of this type of art God will give me? No matter....I am a very wealthy woman.
I am putting this down in a form of writing while it is in my brain and heart. It is not a time when I have lots of time. It is not a thought that has been fully processed. But it is real. I have been pondering how the last 18 years of my life have been JAM FULL of the living art of children and remembering children and teaching children to remember.
I have studied the faces of 3 sons and see the complexity of the Creator's unique mark on each of them. I have studied the faces of countless middle school and high school students in 3 different states and several other countries. I am back around now to being a "teacher" in some "official" sense of the word and I am studying new little faces of a variety of ages. What I see are masterpieces that bear the signature of a Triune God.
Every day I am tempted to not notice because it seems easier. I am tempted to forget because it is more efficient. I wrestle with shutting down because it is all messy.
But today I am thankful. I am thankful that every day I have been in the process of some form of art with children for the last 6,570 days of my life. I wonder how many days of this type of art God will give me? No matter....I am a very wealthy woman.
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