Sunday, November 23, 2008

sunday spiritual

where does one go with a title like that? I had thought it would be easier to surf and post things here (not sure why) but it appears there is a tree in the way of our reception, so those of us at the tail end of the base are left wanting.

I am thinking there is a spiritual lesson in there somewhere.

I could get all philosophical on you, or freudian, or try art therapy (especially since I once had a dream that I would pursue that line of work), or I could simply say what I am thinking.

It seems to me that most often there is a road block to what I am trying to accomplish ... and most often that road block is me.

Trees are kind of a theme in our home. I used a homeschooling service the one year I could afford it, called Tree of Life. Their main verse refects on the Lord making us like trees, planted by streams of living water. nice.

A few years ago, I prayed for a verse and felt that God laid it on my heart to read Isaiah 61:3. It is always Isaiah, for me. To all who mourn in Israel, he will give beauty for ashes, joy instead of mourning, praise instead of despair. For the Lord has planted them like strong and graceful oaks for his own glory.
I was especially drawn to the strong and graceful oak part, and even found a pin set for my guitar strap; one acorn, one oak leaf. cool.

Then for the last two years, Neal has done a sketch of a tree that he drove past every day on both the way to work and the way home from work. It seemed to impress something on his mind about his spiritual condition at the time. I like that kind of art most of all. He called it self portrait. Later, he noticed a similar sketch in our doctor's office ... it was a tribute to mental health patients.

... interesting ...

all that to say, even if there are road blocks, and even if I am always, exclusively, making them, I am still standing ... and I won't stop asking the questions until He tells me to or takes me home.

Bikpela i tok olsem, Mi laik skulim yu gut, na soim yu long rot yu mas wokabaut long en. Bai mi skulim yu na lainim yu. Sam 32:8

1 comment:

Barbara said...

You know that sketch has always made me water up right?

I love it when we are the road block because then when God picks up and moves the roadblock, it is us He is holding and lifting.

It is all good baby. hang in there.