Friday, December 10, 2010

Help Me Never Forget

Ever so often I look at Mel Gibson's "the Passion ". One of the best versions of Christ's suffering on film. Today my daughter decided to look at it. I came in when Jim Cavezel, who played Jesus had just gotten the scourging and was standing before the crowd as they screamed "Crucify him!" She was crying and blurted out that she didn't know why she watched the movie since it always made her cry. Got to tell you I do the same every time I look at it.

The whole affair had me thinking that while crying about Christ's suffering was okay, the real thing to cry about would be if we forget or completely ignore why Christ went through all that suffering in the first place.

 He did it so that we wouldn't have to. He did it so that we would not be separated from the Father anymore. He did it because he loved us more than life.
Wow! Someone loved me enough to lay down his life for me.

Lord help me never forget that, amen.

Be blessed,

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

You Never Know

I haven't been blogging a lot lately. Partly because I have been busy with school work, but mostly because I have been questioning myself and how useful the things I write are. I have probably gone through this phase before, probably written about this before, probably even came up with some sage resolution. The truth is insecurity doesn't care how many times you go through the spiel, How many times you determine to change.
I went onto the blog site during a workshop and found a comment to be moderated, on a post that was made a while ago. The end of it admonished me to keep posting here. someone was inspired.
You never know who you will impact; with  whom your life will intertwine. Don't quit just because things seem a little hard at the moment. The race is not for the swiftest; but for he who endures to the end.
Thank you thesis writer for the reminder.
Be blessed.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Hello! I'm Right Over here!

Have you ever felt invisible? Like noone got you or what you were about? Have you ever felt like getting a negative feedback would be so much better than nothing at all; because at least someone would know you were there?
Lately I've felt like that a lot; especially when it comes to my artistic work. I remind myself that I don't paint because I want someone to notice. I  paint because I enjoy what I do. I feel closer to God when I paint.. But there is a downside to that. I want to get better at what I do because I always want to give Him my best. How do I know that my work is the best if noone sees it or pays attention to it? How can I grow if I don't know?
Thankfully I know one thing and this is the reason for this post. My father sees and knows. He knows my heart and yours. You are not invisible to Him. He sees and He knows and He loves you and me still. So keep going; pressing toward the mark of the high calling; pressing toward the reward that is greater than earthly acknowledgement.
Be blessed