… watching for the brushstrokes of God
Spring is full of new life and it caught my attention that new life follows a period of rest or apparent death…whether seedlings poking through the ground, flowers coming up from bulbs, butterflies emerging from their chrysalis….
How do we pay attention to the rest and stillness that comes before new life?
“…through the fissures of our broken journeys, with pieces of our own hearts shattered on the ground, we journey by God’s grace into the New Creation. God sees beyond our shattered remains. He picks them up and sings a song over us.” ~ Makoto Fujimura
Do you hear the music?
When things get so messy, strange or tense that I can’t find a way through, maybe playing with different colors will open up a path or spark an idea.
Where do you need to playfully find new openings?
At some point in life’s adventure we all struggle. It’s the tussle between the shadow and the daylight moments of the soul, forcing us to dig deep to open a new path.
What is stretching your soul at the moment?
Some days when there is no path or opening, when no clarity for the next step or journey is even on the horizon maybe we are being re-imagined.
Who is watching with you?
Sabbath is an opening in the downpour of life. Stopping to withdraw from the never ending demands and anxiety of “not enough” and leaning into God’s more than enough.
How do you spend sabbath?
With the Eyes of the Heart 