Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Too sick to think...but well enough to create

I hate getting sick. Ever since I can remember when people around me would catch colds, I would end up with bronchitis or pneumonia. I avoid sick people. I stopped teaching elementary ages because I would work one day and be sick for a week. So, when this particular virus attacked, I fought it...and lost. I am finally at the point of recovery that I find the most annoying. As long as I hold still, I feel okay. For a while. I can't focus well enough to think, and moving around makes me breathless, but if I just sit still. I can see that I am improving.

So this afternoon a friend send me to a Pinterest board of jewelry. And I just happened to have everything on hand to make something. So I did. I didn't get any lessons planned (that requires thinking), but I did keep myself occupied for a few hours while I held pretty still.







 So, thanks, Rebecca, for inspiring me to do something entertaining and still. I kinda like the result.

Here is the link to the inspiration board:
YesterYearPrimitives


Autumn


Saturday, October 27, 2012

German Chocolate Cake

Brian loves German Chocolate cake. Every year for his birthday, it's the one thing he looks forward to most. This year I made a gluten free version that turned out to be delicious; I started with a mix, but added ricotta cheese, coconut, and cocoa for extra flavor and richness. As usual, everyone started with a slice, but heaven forbid the cake be uneven! Brian is always careful to ensure that whatever cake remains on the pedestal is perfectly even. It is a sacrifice he is willing to make for aesthetics. (Silly boy.)


Portrait of Corinne


Sunday, October 07, 2012

As Near the Ocean's Edge



The Fisher's Boy
Henry David Thoreau

MY life is like a stroll upon the beach,
  As near the ocean’s edge as I can go;
My tardy steps its waves sometimes o’erreach,
  Sometimes I stay to let them overflow.
My sole employment is, and scrupulous care,        5
  To place my gains beyond the reach of tides,—
Each smoother pebble, and each shell more rare,
  Which Ocean kindly to my hand confides.
I have but few companions on the shore:
  They scorn the strand who sail upon the sea;        10
Yet oft I think the ocean they’ve sailed o’er
  Is deeper known upon the strand to me.
The middle sea contains no crimson dulse,
  Its deeper waves cast up no pearls to view;
Along the shore my hand is on its pulse,        15
  And I converse with many a shipwrecked crew.


Saturday, September 29, 2012

My road bike's new life


Can I buy an hour--or two?

This year's schedule really has me spinning in circles. Six classes, one day of child care, making fancy coffee drinks at the JFBC Cafe, training for a marathon, and trying to make some time for a Sabbath rest means my poor blog is neglected and I can't plan any farther ahead than about 24 hours! My Etsy store is empty and my photography business has dried up for lack of attention.

For all the insanity, however, I am learning a lot. The C.S. Lewis class is far and away the most challenging thing I've ever done, but I love every minute of it. It challenges me on every level: spiritually, artistically, and as an educator.


So far I think my best art piece related to the Lewis class has been my collage for The Problem of Pain. Lewis attempts to make sense of the pain and suffering in this world, and for the most part his logic is flawless. It is still so hard to see that a loving and merciful God allows such things to happen to the innocent, but without suffering, there can be no joy. If He didn't allow man to be cruel to his own, then Christ's work would be in vain.  Free will has consequences.

We're moving on to The Screwtape Letters. The reading is less heavy, but no less powerful. Every chapter has some element that strikes me to the core and challenges who I think I am and who I really am. Ouch. It makes me grateful every time I think about it that I know whom I have believed and He is able!!

So much to learn...so little time on earth. Grateful for an eternity to really understand it all.

Monday, September 17, 2012

This is Love

"This is love: not that we love God, but that He loved us and sent His Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sin." (1 John 4:10)

This verse is committed to my head and heart in a song I learned years ago (GT and the Halo Express--not only for the kids). I've studied it, I've though about it, I've meditated on it. But I never considered it in terms of a Divine humility and the need for me to destroy my illusion of self-sufficiency.

In The Problem of Pain, C.S. Lewis develops the concept that God allows pain in human life for a number of reasons, primarily, however, to remind humans of our limitations in front of the Almighty Creator of all things. Today's Western culture has become so secularized that God is forgotten, ignored, or even intentionally cast aside. We usurped the role of the Creator, putting our own hearts and minds at the center of conscious thought, and making ourselves a form of a god. Human nature always puts itself first until that self is surrendered in willful obedience to the One who made it in His image. This is an act of the intellect, emotion, and volition, which makes it utterly impossible to accomplish without supernatural aid.

Lewis's view is that we will not even attempt that self-surrender without pain or suffering as a motivator.  He says, "Now God, who has made us, knows what we are and that our happiness lies in Him. Yet we will not seek it in Him as long as He leaves us any other resort where it can even plausibly be looked for. While what we call 'our own life' remains agreeable we will not surrender it to Him" (Lewis, The Problem of Pain chapter 6).  Why should we? If our own hearts and minds are contentedly at the center, why change it? "If it ain't broke, don't fix it" says the old adage. So, knowing the inclination of humanity, God allows circumstances to "break" us in order that we might take our eyes off our own self-centeredness and correctly re-focus on our true purpose in this life: to live in fellowship with the Creator.

Lewis calls this a "Divine humility" because it demonstrates God's willingness to accept us when what we have to offer him is worthless. If we come to God at our best and happiest, our offerings are only slightly sweeter than when we come to him utterly spent and empty-handed. Lewis says, "He will have us even though we have shown that we prefer everything else to Him, and come to Him because there is 'nothing better' now to be had." (Lewis, Pain, ch 6) Ouch.

"But God demonstrates His own love for us in this: while we were still sinners, Christ died for us." (Romans 5:8)

Certainly we know at an intellectual level that no human on earth has the capacity to be perfectly good, and yet that is what God requires of us. He cannot look on anything less. In our own scheme of things, it would be easier to throw away the imperfect project and start over. But God is so much greater than we can even imagine. He gave us free will in order that we might choose Him, knowing full well that we would not. Then He provided a way for us to reconnect with Him, knowing that a great many of us would thumb our noses at Christ and still put our own selves at the center. He pursues us with a passion of Love that is beyond the scope of human understanding, until finally, we determine to surrender our wills for His, and we come to understand that His Love is far greater than anything we could ever ask or imagine.

This is Love.