Work of Art

"It is easy to become a Christian, it is much harder to turn your Christianity into a work of art."
Ash Wednesday service quotation, Rev. Rand Edwards

Be Ye Glad

I want to share the remedy for the winter blahs I have. It is listening to Micheal Kelly Blanchard sing a song he composed, Be Ye Glad. I couldn't find him doing it on utube but found several other artist doing their renditions of his work. The hymn he wrote is compelling and I can't stay down after I have considered the lyrics. I share it with you today. I did the painting almost 37 years ago right after I accepted Christ into my heart. Here are the lyrics to the song:
BE YE GLAD

Words and Music by M.K.Blanchard
© Gotz Music/Benson
(860) 673-5100

In these days of confused situations.
In these nights of a restless remorse,
When the heart and the soul of the nation,
lay wounded and cold as a corpse.
From the grave of the innocent Adam,
comes a song bringing joy to the sad.
Oh your cry has been heard and the ransom,
has been paid up in full, Be Ye Glad.
(Chorus)

Oh, Be Ye Glad, Be Ye Glad,
Every debt that you ever had
Has been paid up in full by the grace of the Lord,
Be Ye Glad, Be Ye Glad, Be Ye Glad.

From the dungeon a rumor is stirring.
You have heard it again and again.
But this time the cell keys are turning,
and outside there are faces of friends.
And though your body lay weary from wasting,
and your eyes show the sorrow they've had.
Oh the love that your heart is now tasting
has opened the gate, Be Ye Glad.
(Chorus)

So be like lights on the rim of the water,
giving hope in a storm sea of night.
Be a refuge amidst the slaughter,
for these fugitives in their flight.
For you are timeless and part of a puzzle.
You are winsome and young as a lad.
And there is no disease or no struggle,
that can pull you from God, Be Ye Glad.
(Chorus)

Being called as an artist, Suzanne Trenney

I just finished reading an older child's tale by Madeleine L'Engle, A Wind In The Door. As part of the story she talks about the enemy being the one who "un names". Reading in scripture in the book of Exodus, God tells Moses that he knows him by name, knows who he is the stuff of which he is made. In order to be true to that for which we were created and called, we need to know the "name" by which God calls us. My friend Suzanne Trenney has struggled with her "name" and is finally realizing that she is indeed called to create art for the glory of God. She has a gift and that gift is a blessing with which she is to practice, study to show herself approved by the on going development of her skill and therefore God bless others. Suzanne's work is pictured here. Suzanne Writes:
The piece behind the leaded glass is entitled, "Empty plate, empty bowl, full wallets" and has a second title, "The Great Omission". In it, a relatively well off couple passes the sparsely filled offering plate. Behind them is a stained glass window with individuals who are potential saints(an elderly woman, a troubled teenage young man, a Muslim woman and a starving African child holding an empty bowl) who might turn to Christ if the parishioners truly gave proportionally. Also pictured is a crutch and shackles both of which can be removed by God.
I drew this around two years ago when I was new to Ascension and had not fully left my former church and was also helping at a church plant. I was really struggling with where to give my offerings. My former church (which was really huge) was able to give over a million dollars annually to missions. The church plant seemed to need the money the most. But I was being fed at Ascension. Although I was disappointed with the level of giving at Ascension after attending my first annual budget meeting as well as the amount of the church's budget which directly went towards fulfilling the Great Commission, God told me that my tithes were to go to Ascension as I had, by that time, begun to consider it my church home. This drawing was made during this period of frustration.
Later, I attended a class at Trinity called "Jesus Through Middle Eastern Eyes" which was taught by Ken Bailey. He told us about how he was once teaching about the parable of the servants who were entrusted with money while their master was away and were later rewarded based on their faithfulness. He discussed how they were rewarded based on their faithfulness-not productivity, but that in each case, faithfulness did lead to an increase. He was asked by a woman about a situation that didn't seem to be addressed in the parable where a servant was faithful but what was entrusted did not increase. Though he did not have a good answer for her at the time, he continued thinking about it and realized that Jesus did not include that scenario because it doesn't exist! We do not possess the yardstick to measure productivity. Just as love never fails, Ken Bailey said that he believes that faithfulness never fails. Rather than attempting to measure the productivity or kingdom value of a church, or its members, I need to be faithful with what I have been given and to that which I have been called. We do, however, need to prompt and encourage one another to faithfulness. We have been blessed in order to be a blessing.

The Art of Avoiding Vertigo

(To link to the home site of this art go to: http://www.brickels.com/index.htm )
True vertigo, from the Latin "vertere," to turn, is a distinct, often severe form of dizziness that is a movement hallucination. The dizziness, is a symptom, not a disease. The term vertigo refers to the sensation of spinning or whirling that occurs as a result of a disturbance in balance (equilibrium). The body cannot find it's "center" in much the same way that a compass cannot find north, a scale cannot calibrate accurately to zero, or a piano tuned to middle C. Some things have to be tuned, centered, adjusted or they spin out of control, lean, tilt, crumble, flatten, and falter. This past year has been one of faltering, a year of moral vertigo. I do not mean to pick on just 2007, It's just that as the news media reviews 2007 there is little good news. The popular media my Generation Y students consider their "daily bread" would have made my mother blush, at best, it only makes them shrug. They are jaded by life already for the most part. These are the offspring of corporate scandals, single parent homes, the war in Iraq, school shootings and nuclear insecurity. They have the capacity to smell a phony and a fake a mile away and are looking for adults who are living the faith authentically. The idiom, " A divided against itself cannot stand", was coined by Lincoln in his Gettysburg Address. It actually refers to the words of Christ quoted in Matthew 12:25, 'And Jesus knew their thoughts, and said unto them, 'Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation; and every city or house divided against itself shall not stand'. The illustration I present to you today is this image of the "vertigo house" by American ceramicist John Brickels. The link to his site to view more of his delightful work is supplied here. Brickel's vertigo house serves as a visual metaphor for the state of the interior life of the soul manifest in many. A confused potentate, Pilate once asked Jesus, "So you are a king?" Jesus answered, "You say that I am a king. For this I was born, and for this I have come into the world, to bear witness to the truth. Every one who is of the truth hears my voice." Pilate said to him, "What is truth?" JOHN 18:37, 38. May this be a year of tuning to C, finding true north, and standing tall and upright in the Truth.

The Art of Christmas Gift Giving

As I write this message it is Black Friday, the biggest retail event of the year. A woman was interviewed on the television news broadcast this morning. She was waiting in line with other consumer hopefuls in front of the Walmart on Peach Street to be the first, when the store opened, to buy a big screen television at a reduced cost. She had arrived during the wee hours of the morning to secure her spot. If she manages to get one she figures it will be worth the wait, she tells the reporter. The national financial prognosticators are foretelling holiday sales will be down due to a slumped real estate housing market and rising interest rates. Savvy advertising experts know that while playing "Joy to the World" throughout the shopping mall in December will bring joy to the cash registers of shop owners, "Silent Night, Holy Night" will work even better causing many shoppers cave in to the pressure to spend beyond their means. There’s always that anxiety though, when the bills roll in on January. Many other folks will feel a sense of sadness because the Christmas promised in the movies and magazines does not match their reality and buying more things is only a temporary fix. For many it has become a secular holiday, a time of giving gifts to family, friends and coworkers. Some of the gift giving is done in a spirit of love and generosity, some with obligation and strings attached. There are Several web sites can be googled for those who need nine steps to stress free gift giving this season. Once the gifts are purchased and wrapped, there’s the cards, letters, the tree, the lights, the employee parties, cookie exchanges, concerts, wait, isn’t something important being missed while everyone around us is in a frenzy preparing for the physical trappings of holiday season, this time we call Advent. Did I just see Santa boot the baby out of the manger?Centuries before Jesus was twinkle in Mary’s eye, the prophet Isaiah wrote:
Isaiah 7:14  
Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign.
Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name
Immanuel. God with us.
In this time of preparation, how is God with us? Can He be found in the frenetic shopping at the Mall, in the long lines at the cash register or the traffic congestion on upper Peach Street? God became man secretly wrapped under Mary’s heart waiting to be revealed to us . How do you wrap an indescribable gift? how do you wrap Love? Did Mary fully realize the nature of the precious cargo she was carrying to term? That God loved human kind so much that He came to earth as tiny child born of a poor working class woman. In the eyes of mankind a real god or king would come in spendor and wealth with a display of power.Mary was surely familiar with the further Messianic prophesy in Isaiah:
Isaiah 9:6: For unto us a child is born, unto us a Son is given:
and the government shall be upon his shoulder :
and His name shall be called Wonderful , Counselor , Mighty God
Everlasting Father , Prince of Peace.
Later the baby, as a grown man, would tell his disciples, "Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful. The world or earthly peace, Jesus was speaking of lasts only as long as happy hour or until the baby wakes up, the boss calls, the bully shows up, the house is broken into, or the next ruler decides to commit an act of aggression. On the contrary, the Peace of Christ is God given, a gift, and is a state of heart.
Our culture, instead, would like us to have our thoughts focused on Santa coming to town “You had all better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout, I’m telling you why, Santa Claus is coming to town.” He’s making a list a checking it twice, going to find out who’s naughty or nice”... How much of what we think we know about Jesus is really the theology
expressed in this song about Santa Claus? I admit my view of God has been a Santa view in the past, resulting in many a misunderstanding between myself and the Savior. Santa like God is portrayed as omniscient, all knowing. Judgment day comes annually at Christmas when only good children are rewarded with gifts and bad children get coal and sticks. What if you are having a bad year financially? What if every year is a bad year? For those among us who are in financial difficulty Christmas can be cruel and anything but “good news to the poor”. Children don’t understand that getting a gift is not dependent on their behavior but on their parents disposable income or line of credit.
In Isaiah 53 we find a prophetic description of the One who understands when there is nothing under the tree no food on the table, no room in the inn,a God who stepped down from His throne on heaven on our behalf and was willing to take the rags of our sorrow, pain and failure upon His shoulders and give us the riches of His Kingdom:
1 Who has believed our message
       and to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed?
2 He grew up before him like a tender shoot,
       and like a root out of dry ground.
       He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him,
       nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.
 3 He was despised and rejected by men,
       a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering.
       Like one from whom men hide their faces
       he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
4 Surely he took up our infirmities
       and carried our sorrows,
       yet we considered him stricken by God,
       smitten by him, and afflicted.
5 But he was pierced for our transgressions,
       he was crushed for our iniquities;
       the punishment that brought us peace was upon him,
       and by his wounds we are healed.
6 We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
       each of us has turned to his own way;
       and the LORD has laid on him
       the iniquity of us all.
 7 He was oppressed and afflicted,
       yet he did not open his mouth;
       he was led like a lamb to the slaughter,
       and as a sheep before her shearers is silent,
       so he did not open his mouth.
8 By oppression and judgment he was taken away.
       And who can speak of his descendants?
       For he was cut off from the land of the living;
       for the transgression of my people he was stricken. [b]
9 He was assigned a grave with the wicked,
       and with the rich in his death,
       though he had done no violence,
       nor was any deceit in his mouth.
10 Yet it was the LORD's will to crush him and cause him to suffer,
       and though the LORD makes [c] his life a guilt offering,
       he will see his offspring and prolong his days,
       and the will of the LORD will prosper in his hand.
11 After the suffering of his soul,
       he will see the light of life [d] and be satisfied [e] ;
       by his knowledge [f] my righteous servant will justify many,
       and he will bear their iniquities.
12 Therefore I will give him a portion among the great, [g]
       and he will divide the spoils with the strong, [h]
       because he poured out his life unto death,
       and was numbered with the transgressors.
       For he bore the sin of many,
       and made intercession for the transgressors.
How can we make meaningful of this time of Advent and not miss the God With Us, Emmanuel? With the media bombardment we are tempted to hunger and thirst for more and more stuff. More holiday drink, more holiday goodies, more holiday treat and surpises, more, more more.This is a joyful season but we don’t want it to miss it’s significance by allowing it to be buried in rampant commercialism. Jesus, the humble savior, whispers to us” Learn from me, for I am meek and humble of heart.” As we desire for more this season, Jesus says in Matthew 5 “Blessed are you who hunger, blessed are you who thirst”. He doesn’t say that those who are satisfied are blessed but those who are yearning and grasping for something. Jesus is blessing the emptiness not the fullness, He is blessing something that we think makes no sense, unless
you look at it from the point of view of the Kingdom of Heaven, not this world. In the Kingdom of Heaven, It is better to come empty, being hungry and thirsting is the precondition for being filled. This season consider opening up your heart anew, presenting it as an empty container for the Divine One to fill with the gift of His righteousness, “Let every heart prepare Him room,” goes the line in Joy to the world. May this be a season when all our hearts expand to hold and treasure the indescribable gift, God with us, Immanuel.

The Art of Remembering

Sometimes when you have a traumatic even that occurs in your life you can't remember it, or you don't remember it completely. Professionals in the field of psychology will say that the memory has been repressed. Sometimes people choose not to remember things that happened in the past because they can't bear the horror of the recall. Someone I love is struggling with trying to deal with a traumatic memory of abusive events that occured in their life in their childhood so that they can get on with their life and heal.

Someone else I love is refusing to remember they were the perpetrator of abusive events in my past. I have dealt with this issue of memory with this individual for a long time, incredulous that this other person in my life will not come to terms with what they did to me. They simply refuse to remember any wrong doing they have told me I am crazy, but others had seen. I agonized in prayer, asking for the ability to be able to forgive, spent time in therapy and still struggled with an empty sadness over the violation of a trust. Finally I had a realization that this person was choosing not to remember and in fact denied these events even took place, because it was too painful for them to remember. They were as traumatized by the fact that they had committed the offenses as I was. They could not face themselves, let alone me. God has since given me the compassion and grace to be able to freely love this person I cannot "escape" as they are "family" . I am no longer tormented by sad or angrey feelings about them, my relationship today is no longer defined by what happened in the past. I have moved forward and have been able to develop a new relationship, different too, because I am no longer a vulnerable child, but a wise woman, and they are elderly.

I pray someday this person will be able to know that they are accepted by God unconditionally. As for now, when I see them they ask, "Do you love me?" I can honestly say yes. Yes, from the bottom of my heart. Love is a gift of God. It was freely given to me and I have been finally able to be set free enough to give it freely to them. I remember with thanksgiving, the comforting love and grace of God that brought me through the struggle and pain, then the joy of being set free of the bondage of anger and sadness. It didn't happen overnight. It took many years, praying continually, until the breakthrough came.

Luke 17, 11-19
On the way to Jerusalem Jesus was going through the region between Samaria and Galilee. As he entered a village, ten lepers approached him. Keeping their distance, they called out, saying, ‘Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!’ When he saw them, he said to them, ‘Go and show yourselves to the priests.’ And as they went, they were made clean. Then one of them, when he saw that he was healed, turned back, praising God with a loud voice. He prostrated himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him. And he was a Samaritan. Then Jesus asked, ‘Were not ten made clean? But the other nine, where are they? Was none of them found to return and give praise to God except this foreigner?’ Then he said to him, ‘Get up and go on your way; your faith has made you well.’

I remember with Thanksgiving what God has done for me, may you be blessed to do the same. Happy Thanksgiving.

Staying Alive, The Art of Praying with a Disco Beat

Do you remember 1977 and The Brothers Gibb? The Bee Gees' U.S. Top Forty chart domination began in 1977. "Stayin' Alive" was the then number one hit and a major song for the movie Saturday Night Fever. It was then replaced in 1978, with the group's younger brother Andy Gibb's single, "Love Is Thicker Than Water", followed by the Bee Gees' own "Night Fever". This was then replaced by Yvonne Elliman's "If I Can't Have You". Since Barry Gibb had a hand in writing all four of these songs, he became the only person in history to write four consecutive US Number One singles; this feat has not been matched to this day. Robin Gibb was quoted as saying, "Stayin' Alive" is about survival in the big city—any big city—but basically New York."

I have been humming the refrain to "Staying Alive" for the last two three weeks. I'll probably be humming it until Christmas. I'm a little over booked in terms of committments and overwhelmed at the present. So right now, I am trying to stay alive and keep my heart and mind focused on Christ while being pulled in many directions. Both of my grown and living at home college student children became very ill these past couple of weeks so there was a flurry of medical activity and extra care. It was like being beseiged when we discovered that their illness was a class 1 communicable disease and the county health department was called in.

I was reflecting on the actions of the prophet Jeremiah who, while his city was besieged, bought some real estate, as an outward prophetic expression of hope. The Lord said to him, " Jeremiah, when you brought the field, you showed that fields will someday be bought and sold again. You say that this land has been conquered by the Babylonians and has become a desert, emptied of people and animals. But someday, people will again spend their silver to buy fields everywhere---It will happen because I will give this land back to my people. I, the Lord, have spoken.

Sometimes I am just staying alive, and that is the best I can do under the circumstances, until the season is passed. God knows that I am an experiential learner. I learn best by doing,experiencing, not by reading books. I have to live through overcommittment and fully rely on God rather than reading about it. For those of you who can learn from reading about the mistakes of others, I post this piece. God is good all the time.

The Art of being married twenty five years

"If we commit ourselves to one person for life, this is not, as many people think, a rejection of freedom; rather, it demands the courage to move into all the risks of freedom, and the risk of love which is permanent; into that love which is not possession but participation."
(Madeleine L'Engle,The Irrational Season, 47)

In the second act of the broad way musical Fiddler on the Roof, preceding their daighter Huddle's marriage, Tevye looks at his wife Golda and asks her "Do you love me?". Golda, does not directly answer her husbands question at first. She does bring to his attention, however, all of the things she has done for him during their twenty five years of wedded bliss, such as cooking, cleaning, bearing and raising children, and milking the cow. Tevye wants more from her than a litany of all she has done faithfully through the years. He wants to hear the words spoken from her lips. "Do you love me?", He asks again. Golda sings in reply, "For 25 years I lived with him, fought with him, starved with him, 25 years my bed is his, if that's not love what is?" Tevye responds: "Then you love me..." and Goldie answers, "I suppose I do." Tevye responds, "I suppose I love you too!" Finally they sing together: "It doesn't change a thing but even so, after 25 years it's nice to know."

I have thought often of another song. The song by Elton John written as a tribute to Marilyn Monroe, " Goodbye Norma Jean". The first part of the refrain grabs me over and over, "And it seems to me, you lived your life like a candle in the wind never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in". I think about this person having difficulty and not having anything solid to hang on to, to act as an anchor to be a steadying object or a compass as a guide. Goldie and Tevye, the two characters in Fiddler on the Roof are are very different than Marilyn. They are, like my husband and I, common folk, trying to do our best, sometimes blessed, other times, beset with difficulties.

Today is my husband and my twenty fifth wedding anniversary. I don't know how we got here, one day at a time, "sunrise, sunset, swiftly fly the years". It really was nothing remarkable, we were young, then suddenly middle aged! The good times flew by, they always do, but it was through the difficult times our personal faith sustained us. Like Goldie and Tevye, there have been many times that we have taken each other for granted and forgotten to say those all important words,"I love you," yet there has not been a time when we havn't known who to cling to when the rain set in. If there was a visual representation of what our marriage looked like it would be a braid, three strands plaited together. One strand would be my husband and the other interwoven would be myself and the other strand binding us together would be God. We began our marriage twenty five years ago as a covenant between us and our heavenly Father. Today we celebrated and gave thanks, dinner out and new wedding bands, as we had worn out our old ones. If we live long enough to see the next twenty five years, we will be quite elderly. "Grow old with me, the best is yet to be" the front of the card read, I gave my husband.

The Art of Managing Stress

What causes you the most stress, is it big things or the small stuff ? For me it is the big stuff topped off with the whipped cream and cherry of the small stuff. The big stuff is so obvious that I know it going to be stressful so I am on guard and I do all the things I know to do to maintain calm but add the whipped cream and cherry of life events and I 'm over the edge with a migraine, stomache ache, foul mood, sleeplessness and irritability.

Exercise, especially if it is a prayer walk, is a great stress buster. I put on my shoes head out the door, listen to an inspirational tape or music and then pour my heart out to Jesus while I am pounding the pavement. Cleaning the house while eating chocolate and listening to good music helps too. The house cleaning part makes me feel like I did something to sove the problem. Chocolate is just plain good and reminds me to taste and see that the Lord is good. Boy and I rationalizing here or what about the chocolate? A trusted friend that will listen and prayerfully offer Godly council and not just what they think will make me feel better is worth their weight in gold. Nothing beats reading God's Word and reflecting on the psalms of the lives of the saints, especially if there is a cat curled up in your lap at the same time!. I like to read the blogs of people who are on a journey of faith. They inspire me to keep moving in mine. I find blogging or jouranling and doing art work also helps me unwind and focus on my real goal, to love the Lord my God with all my heart soul and mind and to love my neighbor as myself.

What is your favourite music to chill out to? I find myself humming James Taylor's, "Going to Carolina in my mind." I imagine Carolina being like heaven and being there with others who are looking for refuge. I love Twila Paris's "God is In Control" and will put that on and belt it out with her. I need to sing it at the top of my lungs to drown out my own thoughts of wanting to grab control of my life at the moment. Isn't that what get's us into trouble most of the time with this stress thing? Feeling a sense of entitlement that we deserve a break today, yesturday, tomorrow? That we deserve to be on throne seated at the right hand of God, not Jesus?

Anywhere I can find where I can be alone is good to get focused again. The woods are the best for me. They draw me with the smells of earth and green living things. Our back yard is woodsy. In the wintertime in the snowbelt, in a small house with dogs, cats, kids and a husband finding a quiet place isn't always easy. Some of my best setling down then is done driving the car on the highway to a grocery store. I can say I am getting groceries, but I really have an ulterior motive. Where do you go to chill?

I am pretty introspective and reflective although I do love being around people. I find after a day teaching school surrounded by people that I need silence and time alone. A party is the last thing I want to attend. I prefer small gatherings of people around a shared meal of well prepared food in a quiet place.

I have shared some of my stress busting tips, please feel free to share your favourite.

I am a friend of God and a pilgrim in a strange land

Here are five questions to ponder about the art of making a pilgrimage and being a friend of God.

1. Have you ever been on a pilgrimage? The question conjures up images of visits to historic holy places where once a mighty work of God happened. I think of the many people on this planet forever looking back at where God has been reminiscing about the glory days of the past when the manifest glory shone on this or that favored one and special truth was revealed or grace bestowed. But I am on a pilgrimage looking ahead to the future. I don't know for sure where God is leading but I know that I want to be in His company. There is no use asking "are we there yet?" either, only God knows the appointed time. In the meantime His presence is enjoyable and there are so many interesting things to do and learn along the way. Some of them are tough, hard, difficult, but He more than shares the task at hand.

2. Where have you wanted to go on a pilgrimage? I have always wanted to visit a place of ease and comfort on this pilgrimage but that doesn't seem to be where He is taking me. I pull His heavenly arm longing for beautiful scenery, like a retreat to a secluded shore with crashing waves, or a mountain retreat for peace and quiet. That doesn't seem to be where I am being taken, however. We stay home, where He gently leads and guides me to find sanctuary and sacred places in the day to day life I lead. He shows me how to carve out precious moments for time alone in prayer and solitude throughout the day and to have an attitude of thanksgiving for the present moment.

3. Would a suit case or a back pack be the best thing for your journey, or would you travel lighyt with nothing at all but the clothes on your back and a song in your heart? A suitcase or backpack for this type of pilgrimage is not necessary, but I do have a tote bag that I bring wherever I go. Whats in the bag? A Bible, it is the "map" for the journey, a small notebook and two or three other devotional books, in paperback form, so that they are not too heavy. Any time I have a second to my self I can whip one of the books out and read a few passages, or a chapter and reflect, pray and ponder.

4. If I could make a pilgrimage with someone besides Jesus I would choose to go spend time with Corrie Ten Boom. I have read her books and often thought about her witness in the face of the darkness of the concentration camps of Nazi Germany. She was one gutzy lady and I admire her and her walk with the Lord. I think she would have a lot to teach me. Who would you go on a pilgrimage with, (beside Jesus ,of course)?

5. Eventually the pilgrim must return home, which is simply a transition of attention to the outer life from my inner spirit life based on whatever interuption or need presents in my life. The goal is to integrate them so that some day there will be no transition. I think Brother Lawerence called it "practicing the presence of God". For now I hum to myself, " I am a friend of God." Abraham was a friend of God and he was on a journey. I am too. How long would you stay away? How would you know it was time to come home?

Are you a friend of God too? Are you on a pilgrimage or checking the travel brochures pondering the possibilites? The journey continues for me.

I am a friend of God

Friday 5- looking back, looking forward

The Friday 5 questions- looking back, looking forward from the RevGalBlogPals website were developed by Sally from
http://sallysjourney.typepad.com/ I usually don't engage in the Friday five questions, at least publicly, on line, but this time the questions begged a formal written answer. I hope I do them justice.

"When I began work here at Downham Market a wise friend told me that after one year I would see a few changes and sense God at work- years two and three would cause me to question and to wonder why I had chosen to accept the post here and in year four I might see the beginnings of something new.

And so with that in mind alongside yesterdays celebrations I bring you Friday 5 Looking back, looking forward." (Sally's introduction)

1. Share a moment/ time of real encouragement in your journey of faith:
I was at this years Annual Conference as a lay delegate and was feeling pretty depressed about some things that came up suddenly, external events, concerning my family, that had caused me to put the process of moving forward from candidacy into ministry on indefinite hold. While I was sitting in the conference hall listening to the message for the afternoon about Peter casting his net into the water and being a fisher of men, the small quiet voice whispered into my ear and said, " Get back in the boat."

2. Do you have a current vision / dream for your work/ family/ministry? I thought I was heading down the path of becoming a liscensed local pastor. I completed liscensing school and then family issues arose. Putting the Local Pastor role aside for now, I am in a period of uncertainty. I know God will make a way, that He has called me into ministry, and in that sense I am to "get back into the boat" and start fishing. How God will make that way is not yet apparant. The passion I have in my heart concerns mental health ministries and outreach as well as working with campus ministry, older youth and adults. For now I will continue to teach public school this fall and do some post graduate studies on community counseling. By that time the family situation should be more clear and focused as to how to best meet the need while fulfilling my call.

3.Money is no object and so you will.....Retire from my day job (teaching school) and work full time setting up a community outreach for mental health in our area with other community and church members with the same passion.

4. How do you see your way through the disappointments? What keeps you going? I feel the truth sets me free in more ways than one. I cling to the truth of the gospel, the Good News of Jesus Christ, that all is not vain, my life is not pointless, it matters to God and has a purpose. I have cultivated a few select quality friends who are in covenant with me to pray for each other and be a sounding board and a place to confess what needs to be confessed. Maintaining spiritual disciplines of personal daily prayer, bible study, fasting as God leads, corporate and private worship, service and tithing are important to me. Lately, as this current situation is a difficult one, I have enlisted the support of a professional therapist as well as a pastor to help navigate the murky water of decison making and help me keep my head clear and emotions in check dealing with the current family situation.

5. How important are your roots? My spiritual roots are very important. I have made several covenants in my life that I take very seriously. First I made a covenant with God that He would be my Lord and Savior on May 11, 1971. Prior to that my life was run by horoscopes, tarot cards, whims, fancies, fads, whatever was popular at the moment. All these years since, in spite of all the things that have occured, I have known the peace that comes from having a relationship with God and growing in His wisdom. My life before was aimless and without direction. I became rooted that day in May into the family of God. I made a covenant of marriage with my husband almost twenty five years ago that I would love and honor him in sickness and in health until death parted us. He is my best friend, he was then and still is. I could say I am rooted here in my town, but that is for the present. Who knows what the furture will bring? Relationships matter, they root my heart in faith and love.

6. Bonus= what would you like to add ? These are good questions to ask oneself and reflect on from time to time. When I start to assume things is when I am no longer walking by faith.

Meet the Artist...

"Religion without humanity is very poor human stuff." Sojourner Truth is quoted as saying.

Artisans for Social Change is a collection of pen and ink drawings of peace and social activists with famous quotations they are known to have said. These posters are free and available to download and print by going to this link:
http://peace.mennolink.org/artisansposters.html
The posters were drawn by Mennonite minister Leo Hartshorn and offered to anyone who would be blessed by them through the Peace Signs ezine. They can be especially used to teach children about the peacemaking people in the world throughout history. The link below is to PeaceSigns, the emagazine that the Mennonites publish and distribute online centered around peace and justice issues. If you are committed to the ways of peacemaking and justice, or just want to learn more, you can sign up for a free subscription. It will be delivered to you "inbox". It is worth reading and some of the articles have caused me to review and reconsider my point of view more than once. Check it out and be blessed.

Follow this link to PeaceSigns: http://peace.mennolink.org/cgi-bin/m.pl?

The Art of seeking the Healer

I could write this myself, in my own words, I could also attempt to rewrite the poetry "Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost. What would be the point? The Rev. Larry Eddings of Wind Of the Spirit Ministries has put it, healing, so succintly that I feel no need. His own words stand. I encourage those of you who seek healing or an understanding of healing ministry to check out his website, the address is supplied at the end of this article. Read his testimony and what he has to say. Judge for yourself.

The Rev. Larry Eddings
Excerpted from a keynote address given at the 44th North American Conference held in Vancouver, British Columbia, June 19-21, 2002
"You see, when you're sick in the spirit, don't seek healing; seek the healer, seek to be in the presence of the healer. Healing is a serendipitous experience while being in the presence of the living Lord.
And when I learned to seek His presence and to allow His spirit to flow within me like a river of living water, I experienced spiritual healing.
Now when you're sick physically, you go to the doctor and the doctor writes a prescription and prescribes a therapy. The same is true for spiritual healing.
The Scriptures are our prescription book. And in the old covenant there is a phenomenal prescription that the Lord has written out for those who are spiritually sick. There are many of them, but this one especially you ought to get filled: "If my people who are called by my name will do these four things - humble yourself, pray, seek my face, and turn from your wicked ways - then I, says the Lord, will hear from heaven, forgive your sins, and heal your land" (II Chronicles 7:14).
What a prescription that is. All you have to do is take it. And don't do it just one time; take the whole course."
http://www.wosm-nw.org/pages/shop.html

Basically, seek the Giver not the gift. Trust that the Giver of all good things will give the most perfect and appropriate gift in His perfect time. It is hard to trust in God and not use our own logic, our own sense of how things are supposed to be. Trusting is the way of spiritual maturity. God will grant the grace to trust if we ask. If we ask and yield, God grants us the grace to trust that He will keep His Word, He cannot lie. Remember that and be at peace.

Kaziah Hancock, What is your gift?

What is your gift? What is your talent, ability? Use all that is within you for the glory of God. Meet Kaziah.

Cross Training

At the end of his Watch Night liturgy, John Wesley writes:

"I am no longer my own, but thine. Put me to what thou wilt, rank me with whom thou wilt. Put me to doing, put me to suffering. Let me be employed by thee or laid aside for thee, exalted for thee or brought low for thee. Let me be full, let me be empty. Let me have all things, let me have nothing. I freely and heartily yield all things to thy pleasure and disposal."

I am " laid aside" for a purpose. Some things have arisen in my personal life that need time and attention. The last four years have been a time of frenzied movement from jobs, meetings, classes, appointments, committments, sandwiched between the dying and death of my brother and mother, settling estates and all the shifting involved. Four years later, I am finding that I still have not taken the time to stop and even process the grief. Four years later, I am finding that I am out of touch with the person I vowed almost twenty five years ago to love, honor and cherish until death parted us.

Athlete's cross train when they want to stay fit and active throughout the year and utilize all their muscle groups. This is a period of "cross-training" in my life. God's timing is perfect. There are reasons why now is not the best time for an appointment at this place in my journey. Cross training has taught me that the work we do in the secular world is also a calling and a ministry if we choose to approach it as such. I will return to my secular job as my "calling" for now. Cross training has taught me that I am not my own, I belong to Jesus, and what I want, in the time I want it, if it is not what God wants, needs to be nailed to the cross and left there so that I can be free and unencumbered to be all God wants for me to be. What is of the flesh is flesh, what is of the Spirit is Spirit.

Paul what are you here for ?

Paul Potts is singing opera on his first appearance on Britain's Got Talent. He is a mobile phone salesman from Wales. The desire of his heart is to sing opera. Scripture tells us to delight ourselves in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart. What is your desire? What were you created and called to do for His glory? Do you know what it is? Are you doing it? If not, ask and you will receive, seek and you will find , knock and the door will be opened to you. We were born to walk with and give glory to God in all we do. Let's do it! Check out one man's journey, theologian Dallas Willard, good stuff: http://www.dwillard.org/biography/tenure.asp

It isn't just what you see on the surface.

I awoke the other morning with this image on my mind. "The Three Worlds" by Dutch artist Mauritz Escher is a famous print that I show my students in school when we study his amazing work. In it we can see the reflection of the trees and light on the pond surface, the leaves floating on the surface and the fish swimming under the surface. The idea that I have been struggling with relates to the process of discernment of God's will. I have been black and white in my thinking about the leading of the holy Spirit. I was thinking that the answers I was seeking to life's complex issues always have a Yes or No, Right or Wrong component. I was not thinking in terms of choices, that there are many ways to view something, many lenses by which we can filter our gaze; the reflection of what shines from above, the stuff floating on the surface or what lies underneath. Looking at a still pond or this print, either way one must decide how it is that their gaze will be cast. If breezing through, passing by, I only get a quick glimpse of the surface, then I will make assumptions about ponds that will not necessarily be based in fact. There will be so many delightful pond "things" that will be unknown and unappreciated because they are under the surface of the water. When Peter got out of the boat to walk on the water with Jesus, it was a leap of faith but suddenly he turned his gaze on another part of the picture, the wind, and becoming afraid began to sink. Jesus saw the whole picture then, He sees the whole picture today, I only see the part I am gazing upon and then try to base a decision on that. The answer is No we can't walk on water, but the answer is also Yes we can walk on water, it depends on what we are looking at, where we are putting our faith.

The other part of this image is the fact that I can gaze at the reflection or look at what is on the surface or look into the depths below. Peter, after his water walking experience, it would seem, would have learned a few things about following Jesus, yet he continually misteps because of lack of understanding and perspective. Sometimes, he is reacting and acting rashly, like slicing off the ear of a slave, later he is is doubtful,fearful, denying; further on in his faith journey legalistic, wanting to enforce Judaic law in a surface superficial sense, until God gave him a revelation with a deeper understanding. I have a feeling that God was using the picture The Three Worlds to tell me to fasten my seat belt and get ready for a more thrilling part of the journey. My destination? To a place where easy glib answers and legalistic fomulas, programs and ideas of "the way it's supposed to be" and "that's the way we've always done it" are about to be challenged. Please Lord let me see the picture the way you see it, using the eyes of faith and not the eyes of fear. Your perfect love casts out fear. Let me remember that when I am unsure of the ground or the water I am walking on.

God will make a Way....

Acts 2: 17-18

"And in the last day it shall be, God declares, that I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh, and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams; even on my male servants and female servants in those days I will pour out my Spirit and they shall prophesy. "

Last night I dreamed I was worshipping the Lord in song and He told me to stop focusing on singing and focusing instead on letting Him come in and fill me completely with His Spirit. The more He filled me the lighter I became and I was able to float around the room I was in. I was as light as a feather, unencumbered by gravity. I asked Him if I would be able to pass through the walls as well. He told me that was not to be until I had died and shed my earthly skin. I woke up praising God for the lightness I had experienced in my dream. My understanding was to pour out praise to God and to recieve back from Him His blessing and allow it to fill every corner and crevass of my being.

I have been so weighed down with concerns. It feels like I have been carrying a big bag of rocks on my back, and more rocks keep getting added daily to the bag. This week at the Western Pennsylvania Annual Conference of the United Methodist Church the keynote speaker emphasized repeated in his messages, "God will make a way!" I think last night, in my sleep, God showed me the way. Praise and continued humble acceptance of God's grace and Holy spirit. Below are the lyrics to a praise and worship song my husband sings. It bears reading, reciting and considering:

Blessed Be Your Name by Beth and Matt Redman

Every blessing You pour out I'll turn back to praise.
When the darkness closes in Lord, still I will say,
Blessed be the name of the Lord,
Blessed be you name.
Blessed be the name of the Lord, Blessed be your glorious name.

Blessed be Your name in the land that is plentiful,
where the streams of abundance flow,
blessed be Your name.

BLessed be Your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk in the wilderness
blessed be Your name.

Blessed be Your name
when the sun's shining down on me
When the world's all as it should be
Blessed be your name.

Blessed be Your name
On the road marked with suffering.
Though there's pain in the offering.
Blessed be your name.

You give and take away
You give and take away.
My heart will choose to say
Lord blessed be your name.

Feast of Dedication

The only reference to Chanukah , or Hannukah, in our Protestant bibles is in John !0 :22-23 where it is written that Jesus went to Jerusalem to celebrate it in the temple. Jesus would have been familiar with the story of the events it celebrates as found in the book of 1 Macabees in the Apocrapha. Depending on the year,
Chanukah is celebrated in either November or December.

Known as the Feast of Lights or the Feast of Dedication, this festival commemorates a miracle that occured in the temple, which would be the second temple, around 164 B.C.. A Greek conqueror, Antiochus IV, who knicknamed himself Epiphanes or “god manifest.” Decided to destroy Jerusalem and profame the holy temple since the Jews were resisting Hellenization. Jewish High Priest was assassinated, and a pig was slaughtered on the altar and burned a statue of Zeus erected in theholy place. The Jewish religion was outlawed, replaced by with his own pagan worship. Anyone who who resisted was executed cruelly.

A small group of ill equipped men led by Judah Macabee began a guerrilla revolt, descending from the mountains and striking. They were successful in driving out the occupying army, the temple could be cleansed and rededicated.  But there was only enough purified olive oil to light the Menorah in the Temple for one day and it would take eight days for the purification. The Menorah lights burned miraculously the entire eight days and the temple was purified and dedicated.

The Ark of the Covenant was missing from the second temple, but The Light of the World filled the second temple on that Feast of Dedication and he said “my sheep hear my voice and follow me.”

I suggest that we celebrate today our own Feast of Dedication, taking a moment to cleanse and consecrate ourselves, these human forms which are the temple of the Holy Spirit to renewed service. This service is to be sweet, as “Jesus tell us that his yoke is easy and his burden is light” Hebrew children, when they begin to study the Torah are given honey on their tongues to remind them that to dedicate oneself to the knowledge of the Word of God is a sweet thing. So we remind ourselves as we “study to show ourselves approved”. Let us not be weary.

The Chanukah Menorah, the eight candledabra is lit by a servant candle, the Shamash on each day of the Festival. Although the “Shamash” is located above the other candles, it must bow low to light them. This reminds us that Jesus humbled himself, taking on the form of a servant, sharing his glorious light with us. We are all called to bear His light into this dark world. It is good to remember that we too, must bow low for the sake of the body of Christ and share our light with others.

Without Chanukah there would be no Christmas, if the Greeks had succeeded in wiping out the Jewish faith. Without the Festival of Lights there would be no Light of the World whom we love and serve.

"My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me;

and I give eternal life to them, and they will never perish; and no one will snatch them out of My hand.