Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
I snapped 400 of my own pictures over the weekend. I cannot wait to start sorting through them. It was an amazingly perfect beach wedding, and I think you will enjoy seeing some of my favorite shots and moments. I will post on her wedding and our weekend together the rest of this week. Until next time...
Friday, June 25, 2010
I cannot recreate the chateau where we stayed, though I wish I could.
I miss the country-side, which is impossible to recreate as we live in the city.
I miss the art... definitely cannot recreate that.
I miss the pizza cafes and the late night talking with my husband, sister, and her husband.
I cannot recreate the skyline.
But what about the flowers? Flower boxes hung from practically every window. They billowed with vine geraniums and ivy that certainly only grows in Paris.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
I realized yesterday that this space called "Playing Sublimely" turned one year old this week. I'm not sure that this information means anything really. I'm not sure that a blog can have a birthday, but for some reason it feels fitting to acknowledge it. It must be you that I really desire to acknowledge and recognize, because if you were not here than I would just be journaling. And if I were just journaling, I do not think I would feel a need to acknowledge the fact that I had been at it for a year...does that make any sense?
I would like to thank you for visiting me here. This online friendship we have has been unexpected, undeserved, and immensely appreciated and cherished. You have become a "girlfriend" I can talk to and visit with, and I love that. My desire is that this place will continue to be a blessing to you and to me, and if that ever ceases to be true, that I will close up shop here and move on. Thank you for reading, thank you for visiting, thank you for being you. If I had only one person read my blog each day, I would count that an overflowing blessing. So for each of you out there that is "more than one", know that my heart is grateful.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
This world tends to oppress. It oppresses the tired and weak, and it preys on the ones that love, and on the ones that are loved. It preys on the ones that need love, and the ones that think they are not loved. It is the arch nemesis of love and it desires to defeat all that is love. And since God is love, this world we walk through each day certainly is an enemy of God and his people. But what sort of people have we become that we are proud of those that have done nothing more than "not gotten into drugs and have not gotten anyone pregnant". I realize that I know nothing more than a quick polaroid shot of this woman and her son. Maybe she comes from a long line of drug users and to her, this was a major victory. I can understand that. It would be a major victory, certainly in this day and age where drug use is so prevalent. But what I would dare to argue is that my God is bigger than overcoming and breaking family histories. Oh he is capable of it, and willing to show his power through such an accomplishment, but he is so much more than that. And for some reason, I just don't think those were the circumstances of this woman's story. I think this woman had so lowered her expectations of "good", that to her, the landmines that her son had avoided had become his defining attributes of greatness.
I think I am guilty of this too...are you? I often find myself expecting much less of a situation, than I know in my heart God is capable of delivering. Are you in a current situation where you are counting on God to deliver something mediocre at best. Are you asking him for the bare minimum of what you can handle. Are you asking him to get you through something only by the skin of your teeth? I pray you will hear me when I say this to you, God is not in the business of delivering mediocre. He couldn't do it even if he wanted to, for he cannot be less than he is. In fact, he tells us he is "able to do immeasurably more than all we can ask or imagine" Ephesians 3:20. So what are you asking for? Is it something great, or minimal? Are you praying that your children would grow up safe and healthy, or that they would grow up to be strong, bold, and confident witnesses of Christ? Do you see the difference? And this is only the part I can imagine and think to ask for...he is capable of even greater things than these for his blessing overflows for those who love and fear him.
I am very aware that there are days where we are too weak to pray for greater things. In fact, there are some days that it is a miracle that we are praying at all. I don't mean to appear self righteous over that. I have been there. Believe me when I tell you that I have known a deep low, a low where even low expectations would have been better than where I was. But I feel like that credits me the right to speak boldly about the power of Christ and expecting great things. The next time your eyes look towards heaven in prayer, think big. Boldly approach the throne of grace, and in the name of Christ make a bold request. He didn't bring back to life the dead, and roll away the stone of defeat, so that we would meekly approach him in request to accomplish the ordinary. He isn't ordinary. He desires you to have great expectations of his capabilities and power, it is proof that we are believing him to be who he says he is. Start expecting great things, expect the extraordinary.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Our last project was an attempt at alla prima painting. Our art inspiration came from Jesus' parable of the four soils. We painted a vase of flowers, using brushes and palette knives. This was the kind of instant gratification the kids needed after the endurance required for the mosaics.