Stable

I discovered this painting in the small chapel of my church back in June.

Last Sunday I invited my son-in-law, Brad, in to see it with me. He and Dale, my son, are making an unexpected move from where they thought they would be for the next couple years -New York City- to Sewanee, Tennesee in January.

And I, having dreams of moving, know that 2015 holds more substantial change, most likely a physical move from the dwelling I have called home for 13 years.

Both of us stood looking at the picture.

Brad mentioned Mary, bending over her newborn son.

I mentioned the star- pointing to it, emphasizing the long tail, the position of it over the baby.

In our common places of uncertainty, we both continued to look at the stable.

A shelter for animals.

The birthplace for God’s son.

And a word that also means “firmly established.”

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You knelt
beside me.

I felt your
presence-
hovering,
protecting,
adoring.

I am just
a babe.

And you,
are my
Mother.

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Redirection

Those high walls.

Those shut doors.

Frustrating.

This is not rejection.

Look at it differently.

See that it’s okay to turn around, to quit trying to find the way in.

Faith is redirecting.

Follow it out.

You won’t be sorry.

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Under Construction

“Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates life.”  – Oscar Wilde

A Reflection between art and life.

Which is why, as I observe real life construction going on around my home, I see the reflection.

I see me, my life, in the big excavator, the holes, the pipes, the torn up and rough road.

I see orange, one of my favorite colors, beckoning me closer to the edge yet cautioning me to look before I step (or maybe leap!)

But I also see, coming soon, the new drains, the better potential for run-off, and the eventual smooth roads, newly repaved after the work is finished.

It’s not often I get to see such equipment up-close and personal.

 

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