May 22, 2015

{this moment}*

composing
{this moment} ~ A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

*Transferring the melody in my head to paper (well...screen) and title brainstorming...

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May 1, 2015

Baby Steps

a walk in my shoes
Goodbye, April!  Hello, May?  Didn't we just say "see ya later" March?!  Spring is just one of those seasons.  When all you want is rest, warm weather and the outdoors.  And all you seem to get is pull-your-hair-out craziness, frigid temps and allergies.  By now, I imagine you've gathered that my March-April project...got axed.  Too much homework and too few clever ideas. *Sigh.* 

In the span of my relatively short life, I've realized that things only get crazier as you age.  Pressures increase.  So do opportunities.  But pressures certainly stick around longer than opportunities.  Growing up is hard.  And pining for the freedom of childhood doesn't change circumstances.  Only your outlook.

For younger readers in particular: Do you ever feel like a little kid trying desperately to fill big shoes? You know. The ones you waited to fit into for as long as you can remember. Yeah those. Unfortunately they're not quite as nice as you once thought. From a 3-foot tall perspective those fancy, patent leather shoes were ever so shiny and eye-catching. Now you realize maybe it was just the angle. Not so shiny anymore. A little more tattered. A little more smelly.  A little more uncomfortable. Not so cushy.

Your gaze soon shifts to your old pair...with a hint of longing. The shoes you took your first steps in. Maybe worn red leather boots with soft laces like mine. Memory joggers to be sure. And you find that those shoes start to look a little more appealing.

Then suddenly, something clicks. Like a tiny off-kilter gear snapping into place. You'll never fit into those sweet little shoes again. No matter how much you might wish it. Your feet are far too large. Thing is...there are places you need to walk. Places you need to run. And you can't get there in shoes that are too small. So stop trying. But you say, "Well I don't think I'm ready for them. My feet kind of slip around..."  But who says you can't take baby steps in big shoesGod didn't say the transition would be easy.

But...He's graciously promised to sustain us when the road seems overwhelming.  
He will carry us through to the end.

"Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God." ~ Hebrews 12:1-2

And as the hymn goes,"Take my feet and let them be, swift and beautiful for Thee."

April 8, 2015

Wednesday Wisdom No. 13

moon rope
“Works? Works? A man get to heaven by works? I would as soon think of climbing to the moon on a rope of sand!" ~ George Whitefield

April 3, 2015

{this moment)*

rainy memories
{this moment} ~ A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

*In honor of the general April drizzly-ness that has graced us with its presence in these parts, a rainy summer memory to remind you that soggy days have bright spots too.  Here's to hoping those May flowers come soon...

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April 1, 2015

Wednesday Wisdom No. 12

clouded

“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.” ~ C. S. Lewis

Today marks my 100th post on a little sparc.  Although I've never consistently updated my blog, looking back makes me realize how far I've come and how much I've changed since I began this little space in 2009.  Thought about writing a lengthy post about the old versus the new but decided to keep it brief: although I'm not the person I'd like to be, God has a way of molding and shaping... He has, and will continue to fashion beauty out of what's crippled and imperfect (Philippians 1:6).  Wow.