Saturday, August 31, 2013

Living Faith Out

(Thanks Rev. Erika Gara for the Picture!)

Friday, August 30, 2013

Imagination

Picture edited with Rhonnadesigns.com app

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Vacation Part 2- Disney Style

My kids may be growing up, but they still feel the magic...









Monday, August 26, 2013

Transcendance Movement Two- eyes to the hills


despair- a human response to depravity

eyes to the hills

eyes to the hills a skeptic’s gaze rises up,
waiting to view the God behind the bound piece of branch.
I’ve been up against things that were of my own fault
and in those times I understood the muted response.
but though this pain is not under my control, still nothing do you breathe.
the pangs of silence echo through the barren chamber
releasing despair into the void borne of desire unfulfilled.

so alone- lost in the midst of situational despair,
a void that nothing will satiate within this womb of crime.
not of mine but of borne nature so long before- 
the part that was ripped from it’s home rendered me unwhole
and now, the barren dream lodges between my lacked faith and Your goodness.
my skeptic’s heart poised for the wait and see,
even still as my gaze lifts my eyes to the hill.

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Mess

So I guess my theme word for this fall will be mess.  Between the MOPS theme of Beautiful Mess and the Messy Church program beginning at church... mess is all around me.  You know... in a good way!  As I have been brainstorming and learning, I've also had a chance to evaluate where my life is these days and really measure where I've been and where God is leading me.  My family is mostly out of the messy phase of early childhood...but I remember that time well.  I documented it here on this blog when it still had the name of poetic chaos:

Visions from underneath the thinking cap

or...

There really is a good use for a remote control with a finding remote...

or...

Life with the wee ones

or...

Caught

or...

Life with a toddler

I'm learning the mess in this season is more family system related...you know, because families include unique people with depravity.  Relating can be messy and sticky as a result.  Or the mess is more schedule related...you know, how does one adult get three kids to three separate places at the same time after school?  Or, how do two adults meet the needs of three little people as they start having their own schedules?

And do you know what, I'll take the mess in this season over the early days anytime.  Now I have more room to care for my needs and organize my life around my priorities and intentions, rather than a triage of needs.  But I miss the sweetness and the organic nature of life from back then...just not the mess.

I think I have learned more in this life through the mess than through the neat, though so as much as I prefer neat, I need to embrace the mess of my life.  Mess can be good for my soul.  It's through the mess that I experience how much grace and freedom God offers me, which in turn allows me to hopefully offer more grace and freedom to others.  That's my goal for this fall...to offer more grace and freedom to others in the midst of their mess and to embrace my mess in an honest and humble way.


Monday, August 19, 2013

Transcendance Movement Two- nothingness


despair- a human response to depravity

nothingness

breath between good and bad
where nothingness resides...
...not pain
  ...not glory
    ...not relation divine

outside in cold cavernous time
demons run rampant 
zealots steal rhyme
innocence gambled
sanctuary lost
transcendence denied

nothingness though sweet
numbs a soul from its story...
...of love
  ...of grace
    ...of time

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Spirit Captured


So as you might have guessed, we went to Legoland last week as a part of our annual vacation to the San Diego area.  It has been quite a while since our family has visited this park... in fact this post documented our last visit.  I am still most definitely in the middle of editing pictures from that day, but while I was editing, I saw this picture...



I was immediately struck by the memory of this picture from our last visit...



Many years have past and my sweet girl is growing up.  One thing that hasn't changed is her essence of joy and her spirit of adventure.  I love when my camera catches a glimpse of her soul like this... and even more so when it happens over the span of several years.  May life circumstance never squelch this sweet spirit!



If you have ever wondered why I spend so much of my resources on photography, scrapbooking, and blogging...this right here is exactly why I do, what I do.   I am a type A, task oriented woman and this helps me stay present and see the little gifts of life as they unfold.  It also helps me stay close to the narrative of my life and the narratives of my wee ones as they are being written.

Monday, August 12, 2013

Transcendance Movement Two- torment of soul


despair- a human response to depravity

torment of soul

solace I seek in memories 
cover me in deep white snow
expose my sorrow to the air
far away from any human ear

emptiness covered in shame regime
trauma...
...terror...
...rage
pressure released into my soul

solace I seek in memories 
cover me in deep white snow
expose my sorrow to the air
far away from any human ear

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Summer Fun!

I'm hanging with my family this week, so for today's post I am going to share my pictures of the Lincoln Exhibit at the Reagan Library from last month.  I meant to do it earlier...but other things distracted me.  Enjoy!
















Monday, August 5, 2013

Transcendance Movement Two- the fog

despair- a human response to depravity

the fog


the fog lingers in the air of my soul
looking for a way  to cover felt shame
the grey of depression to blot out the truth
adds only destruction to the innermost place

denial brought me far enough to survive
but traps me from living life beyond that extent
so I’m faced with a choice to cast off the fog of my protection
scale back the years of oblivion

is there enough strength in this weary soul
can the truth be absorbed into real experience
or is the fog of past existence a necessary demon
to be carried with me into my eternity