“The great thing in the world is not so much where we stand as in what direction we are moving.” Oliver Wendell Holmes
Sometimes we have to consider our vertical relationship before we can consider any horizontal movement.
Christ not only died a “cross-death”, he lived a “cross-life”. Richard Foster
One of the latest stories out of C.cada
C.cada is a community for Christian artists to get together and practice their art work whether it be writing, painting, pencil drawings, water-color, photography, wood carving, musical/instrumental, fabric art, etc. Pastor J of Lillie-Put is the founder of C.cada (Cornerstone Christian Artist Day Apart). Pastor J gave us a flash fiction writing exercise in which we could choose one of the three photos he displayed as prompts and write a short story 200 words or less. Pastor J will be posting other stories at Lillie-Put sometime in the future. This was the prompt I chose.
By Deb Maciorowski
I could no longer wrap my mind around the recent events. Inconsolable and unable to fathom what transpired less than forty-eight hours ago. Would I ever understand? How could I?
As I walked along the path my mind was flooded with His words. ‘I’ll never leave you nor forsake…
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Cee has challenged us to photograph the song This Land Is My Land.
The verses she has given us to utilize are…
As I was walking that ribbon of highway, I saw above me that endless skyway: I saw below me that golden valley: This land was made for you and me. I’ve roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps, To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts; And all around me a voice was sounding: This land was made for you and me.
Here is the endless skyway
This photo was taken in the Meadow Gardens at Longwood Gardens eight miles from my son’s home in Chadds Ford PA.
Week four of 2015 already! Only 46 weeks left to shop for Christmas. But when your not doing that you should check out how Cee’s other contributors answered her questions this week.
Here are the questions in question:
Where did you live at age five? Is it the same place or town you live now?
When I was five my parents were renting out a house that belonged to my Uncle Dick and Aunt Lore. They were stationed in Hawaii while Uncle Dick was deployed to Viet Nam. I live about two miles from that house now. I drive by it every time I take my car to the mechanic.
You are invited to a party that will be attended by many fascinating people you never met. Would you attend this party if you were to go by yourself?
It really depends on the type of party. If it’s a sit down dinner party where I can share in table conversation then yes. If it’s a mixer then no.
Did you grow up in a small or big town? Did you like it?
I grew up in a small town. I loved it and still love living in that small town.
As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I went through most of the boyhood dreams of being a cop, a fireman, a vet, a zoo keeper etc. But I settled on my real career choices by the time I was in eighth grad. I knew at that point I was called to be a minister and a writer.
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I am grateful that last week I was able to create some new processes that will help with ministry. I am looking forward to getting some good photos after this blizzard.
Are you making your next blessings dusty before you even pick them up?
I’ve often thought about this phrase; “shake off the dust from your feet” and for years believed that it meant you were never to return to a place because it turned out to be so unhealthy. After all what would be the purpose for returning once you’ve shaken off every remnant of dust? I think though that it’s not so much about the place, as it is about us shaking off a not so good experience and giving ourselves and opportunity to walk in “clean” as we enter in to a new environment. In this way we don’t bring our hurt or feelings of dissappointment to the new place. Whatever drama was happening in the place we left will simply have to work itself out without us and it doesn’t necessarily mean that we won’t return. At times our journey can become discouraging, but if we can shake off the dust…
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It is time to dream again. But not the dreams of men. Let us dream the dreams of God.
Dreams are curious, but fascinating things. Sometimes we remember them and sometimes we don’t. We can dream about things that make us happy or sad. We can dreams about fanciful things or about everyday events. We can even have repeat dreams about the same thing.
“But I don’t dream,” you might say. Well, that’s not exactly true. According to EvangelicalOutreach.com, Scientific studies have shown that everyone ever studied dreams, and so it’s generally accepted that everyone dreams. Sleep studies have shown that we go through several cycles of light to very deep sleep each night. One phase of each cycle is called Rapid Eye Movement (REM) sleep. Whenever a researcher woke up a sleeper in REM sleep and asked what was happening, the sleeper always said, “I was dreaming.” In fact, even animals experience REM sleep, so we surmise that they, too, dream—but we cannot communicate with them…
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Make me a captive ,Lord, and then I shall be free; Force me to render up my sword, and I shall conqueror be. I sink in life’s alarms when by myself I stand; Imprison me within Thine arms, and strong shall be my hand- George Matheson
For all who struggle. An invitation to seek.
Today I’d like to share another post being transparent in my struggle and what I’m learning from it. Today I want to talk about Identity.
I’ve been struggling with knowing who I really am for some time. I often feel that I’m not the same person as I used to be, that I’m not reaching my full potential. Feeling confident is hard, but it never used to be.
One day, I found an article written by a psychologist about identity crisis. She wrote that people start to question their identity after a foundational shift in their life, whether it is where they work, live, or in family situations, etc. I realized this is my problem. Not only did I start college, but I don’t have a room at home anymore, and my family is turned upside down. With this happening, I have lost a foundation- a norm that has been…
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