Lake Martin, Louisiana, at sunset, with a bit of photoshop to help convey an image of the triune God Who looks over us in love and with generous providence. I read just recently that we love to create beauty because we are made in the image and likeness of God. Just as He loves to create, so do we, and it is in this spirit that I dedicate this photo to our Creator who instills in us a beautiful and wondrous creative spirit.
I think the photo and the lyrics from a song by Michael Joncas say it all. . . This is dedicated to everyone who is experiencing disappointments and needs a little boost for sagging spirits.
This profound quotation is commonly called St. Teresa’s Bookmark as it was found tucked into one of the great saint’s books. St. Teresa of Avila was a Carmelite nun who lived in Spain and was a great mystic and prolific spiritual writer. I created this image today for three people: for Barbara and Jerry, my mother’s neighbors who lost their home in a fire yesterday. All of their worldly possessions were destroyed in about thirty minutes. Barbara ran out of the house with her purse, her robe and house slippers, and the cup of coffee she was holding when smoke billowed everywhere. The other person I created this for is a friend, Brenda, who emailed me to say she was feeling low and needed a word of encouragement. I thought that these three people who are deeply troubled would be comforted by these words of enduring wisdom and truth. Maybe someone else needs to hear them, too. God help us all to remember that he alone suffices and he alone is unchanging and dependable.
A baby cardinal in the nest is a sight to behold. It makes me think of the Psalmist who wrote, “Out of the mouths of babes, you have fashioned praise.” (Ps 8:3) There’s something about a baby that just brings joy and love to the forefront, joy and love that spring from the Almighty!
Eye has not seen nor ear heard what God has prepared for those who love him. 1 Corinthians 2:9 This male painted bunting is a wonder of creation, a gift God has prepared for our edification and enjoyment!
This image reminds me that no matter how turbulent life becomes, the good God is our stronghold and our refuge, our only security.
They Neither Toil Nor Spin Once in an early morning time when the children were / sleeping and I was enjoying the tranquil beginnings of a new day, I noticed a little squirrel just outside my bedroom window. He was scratching around in search of his breakfast when all of a sudden he caught sight of a luscious find—a plump mushroom that had sprung up almost magically during the rainy hours before dawn. The squirrel nibbled all around the tender cap of the mushroom leaving behind only a naked stem. Not long after, another squirrel appeared. Evidently he wasn’t too persnickety because he chomped eagerly into the leftover stem with great relish, sending bits and pieces flying across the lawn for the next hungry creature that came by. It was an amusing little scenario, but it was also inspiring and instructive. I thought about how those two little squirrels had fallen asleep the night before when there was no mushroom in sight. Most likely they had drifted off peacefully, instinctively relying on the One who always provides. In the morning, they had gone out in search of that provision, had found it and accepted it, not only without complaint, but with exuberance and enthusiasm. Like the lilies of the field, I realized, the squirrels neither toil nor spin, not in the sense that they don’t work, for they do. But, rather in the sense that they do not expend valuable energy and time in needless worry, fretfulness, or grumbling. The next time a need arises in my life and there are / no answers in sight, I hope I’ll think of the lilies of / the field and the squirrels in my yard. I hope that / I too will neither toil nor spin.
This photo of an industrious little wren gathering nest building materials seemed to go well with the verse from Proverbs: Entrust your works to the Lord, and your plans will succeed.
Psalm 139 and God’s assurances that no matter where we go, he is with us.
I was thinking of Julie Langford’s dear mother as I worked on this image, and I kept thinking how we all must undergo metamorphosis as we make the transition from this world where light is exterior to the next world where the interior light of our Maker can finally show through when we shed our caterpillar casing and spread our butterfly wings in the new life.
taken in sialuli hill of crosses powerful religious place
Now before I run to play, / Let me not forget to pray / To God who kept me through the night / And waked me with the morning light. / Help me, Lord, to love thee more / Than I ever loved before; / In my work and in my play / Be thou with me through the day. / Amen
It’s absolutely mind-boggling to look at the diversity, the complexity, and the breathtaking beauty of nature. With a phrase borrowed from the great hymn, when I consider all God has made, I should drop to my knees in awe and gratitude before His Majesty. This image began as a shot of an exotic butterfly in an exhibit, and with some work in PhotoShop emerged into my humble rendition of one of the zillions of miracles that come to us from the mind and heart of God.
Be Not Afraid / Author: Amber Elizabeth Fromm / Artist Bonita Moore IPA (bamagirl38) / HERE Be Not Afraid With My Heart Stretched Out to You .. My God, / My Spirit Yours…I Can See The Heavens… / I Hear … Your Voice The Voice of The “Almighty God” He Speaks … Forever Saying, / Be Not Afraid As He Opens Up His Heavens… / Shouting From His Doors …. Come Listen Children / Hear Me Speak / Forever More… I Say… To You My Children, / Be Not Afraid… / For I am Here….. Always Here… / With You My Strength, Is Yours To / Ever Lean On … / My Love Ever True…. My Children …Oh Children / Can’t You Hear Me Speak For When You Are Humbled / When You are Weak…Evermore / Only to Come ….Come My Children / Come Knock Upon My Door…. With Belief You Receive. With All My Mighty Powers … / Of Creation …At My Command With My Arms Wide Open.. / Come Come Children… / Carry You Cross,The Sands… Knock On My Door… / Look… Come See My Love’s Is As Waters … / Reflecting shores… / Upon All Seas.. From All Earths Floors / Come Knock My Children, Please / Come Knock Upon My Door…. Come ….Come My Children / For Such Gifts …I give, / I Give Unto Thee…. AS I Gaze Out… From My Door / Gifts….Of Life Everlasting … / Come Share My Heavens … / A Glorious Gift Can Be Yours For You Only Need / To Knock Once .. / Knock Upon My Door… Yes Hear Me Speak…. / Arms Held Ever Wide / Yes Come children… / To My Heart …Come Inside Yes All… All Is At … / “MY” Very Command / For My Heart, and Arms Open… / Always Open.. / To Love and Understand Pain, Feel Pain… For I Weep For You / I’ll Wipe Your Every Tear Surrender Your Troubles Find My Healing, / Healing… It Is True… You’ll Be Lifted Ever Higher / With My Spirit, My Spirit In You… For I Hear Your Voice / Your Voice Almighty God! You Call Come , / God You Always Say … / Come Here / My Children / Be Not Afraid…. / I AM HERE!
And this image was featured in PEACE, LOVE & TRANQUILITY Group!
Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace; / where there is hatred, let me sow love; / where there is injury, pardon; / where there is doubt, faith; / where there is despair, hope; / where there is darkness, light; / and where there is sadness, joy. / O Divine Master, / grant that I may not so much seek / to be consoled as to console, / to be understood as to understand, / to be loved, as to love; / for it is in giving that we receive, / it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, / and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life. St. Francis of Assisi Photo taken in my back yard where I have a St. Francis statue/fountain and where the songbirds love to congregate.
I don’t think the great Carmelite saint, John of the Cross, was urging us to shut up about our sorrows in this quote; rather, I believe he was reminding us that in the midst of our anguish there is more comfort from the silent Suffering Servant who feels our pain and embraces us within His own than in all the words of frustration, complaint, or explanation we might try to express.
The Third Eye which must be encountered within. Do you dare face your true vision?
Please view larger so you can see the little singing wren better. Thank you!
Psalm 8:3 is a wonderful springboard for prayer and praise. “When I consider the work of Your fingers,” the Psalmist writes, and we can take it from there. The Grand Canyon. A bolt of lightning. The peal of thunder. A flower petal. A snowflake. A dewdrop. A cascading waterfall. A baby lamb in spring. A bright red cardinal. . . The signs are everywhere. The Divine Artist has left an endless trail of hints that lead straight to His workshop. How blessed we are! How loved!
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