Saturday, December 25, 2010
Divine "Interruption"
Mary bore the stigma of being an unwed mother in a society that would fiercely judge her. Many of her contemporaries probably saw her as a "good girl gone bad" with her unexpected pregnancy. Similarly, Joseph was willing to carry the burden of social stigma along with Mary as, after the angel appeared to him, he still took Mary as his wife, despite the rumors about their "predicament" that I'm sure were rampant in their communities.
They could have said no. They could have grasped the acceptance and familiarity that following the social norms would have afforded them. But for whatever reason, they said yes. Somehow they knew that while we busily build our ideas of life, in love God breaks into our worlds to invite us into real life.
As we celebrate Jesus' birth, may we with grace, humility and trust embrace God's interruptions in our lives.
*You can read more about Mary and Joseph in Matthew 1-2 and Luke 1-2 in the New Testament of the Bible.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Welcome to Our World
Welcome to Our World
by Chris Rice
Tears are falling, hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised, we've been waiting
Welcome Holy Child
Welcome Holy Child
Hope that you don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
Long-awaited Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home
Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
Word now breaking Heaven's silence
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world
Fragile finger sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born
So wrap our injured flesh around You
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin and make us holy
Perfect Son of God
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
A Life Like Alabaster Perfume
I'm officially 26 and this past weekend my friends reminded me of the words below that I spoke at my 25th birthday celebration. Here's to pouring out everything you have & to friends who tell you the truth when you've forgotten who you are...
The temptation is to hold back, keep it in. After all, when you go all out there's great risk for failure, mistakes, exposure, vulnerability. You are willfully breaking yourself open so that people can see the life inside of you.
We hold this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all surpassing power is God, not from ourselves.
When you break yourself open, the light can shine out and through you...So go all out and leave nothing of yourself in the jar. Pour it all out and let yourself be surprised by the joy that emerges. Pour it all out like alabaster perfume. Pour your heart, your soul, your tiny voice, your small gift out like a river of fragrant love.
*Photo taken by Hector
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Artistry--It Builds Character
"You are going to have to give and give and give, or there's no reason for you to be writing. You have to give from the deepest part of yourself, and you are going to have to go on giving, and the giving is going to have to be its own reward. There is no cosmic importance to your getting something published, but there is in learning to be a giver."
From Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Beauty & Bitterness
It takes a phenomenal amount of grace to ask the question, "Where is God?" in whatever situation or circumstance you're in. It's hard to embrace our identity as children of God sometimes. When we face the unexpected it's so easy to feel like an orphan, forgotten and abandoned, rather than a child deeply loved and cared for.
May we "walk with grace our feet and faith our eyes"* as we navigate beauty and bitterness with the hope that we are loved.
*From Derek Webb's "Faith My Eyes"
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Grateful for Hope
*In the Old Testament of the Bible, manna is the food God miraculously provided for the people of Israel as they were in the desert on their way to the Promised Land. Check out the book of Exodus, chapter 16.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
In the Words of Steven Pressfield: "Do It Anyway"
His post was spot on for me as an aspiring artist. No matter what is going down in your life, you have to keep creating.
As quoted in Pressfield's post:
This is an important post. I say that because this piece addresses (after procrastination, which is the #1 champ), the single greatest excuse/reason/cop-out that prevents aspiring writers, artists and entrepreneurs from taking action to pursue their dreams.
That excuse is, “First I have to _____________.”
“___________” can be anything from “finish my research” to “pay the rent” to “get rid of my slacker boyfriend.” I’m not saying such excuses can’t be real or serious. “Stop drinking,” “get out of rehab,” “recover from suicide attempt.” They can be absolutely valid and true. But they’re still Resistance. They're still bullshit.
Here’s the counter-mantra: “Do it anyway."
Friday, April 9, 2010
Song for the Climb #5: Don't Stop Believing
The original version by Journey live:
And the cast of "Glee" performing their version on Oprah
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
A Word for the Climb: Smokey Robinson at SXSW
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Song for the Climb #3: Show Love
- How to deal with haters
- How to deal with jealousy
Song for the Climb #2: Get Up
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Songs for the Climb
This one is for those days when you feel like you'll be stuck at your desk forever...
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
The Invitation
My friend passed on a poem today that beautifully expresses where I feel like I am in life. Admittedly, I'm a little obsessed with exploring my artistic identity (anyone who talks to me for 2 minutes will quickly realize this!), and this poem speaks to that obsession.
But to my defense, and this point may only make sense to those who have had the same experience, I've been so taken by exploring my identity as an artist because I felt lost before realizing that I love to create and inspire. I feel like a shadow stepping into human flesh for the first time. It's like I'm discovering what it means to be really human and alive for the first time.
So pardon my obsession, and you can feel free to tease me every now and then about my melodramatic, artsy ways;-)...only don't tease too much; you know we artists are sensitive;-).
"The Invitation" by Oriah
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love, for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shriveled and closed
from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own
without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire with me
and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied. I want to know what sustains you
from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.
Friday, February 12, 2010
For the Artists/Creatives
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Faithful Love (Part I)
A symphony of chaos till You play us...
Ain’t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar singin’
I’m havin’ a private party
Learning how to love me
Celebrating the woman I’ve become...
4. "Back to Life" Corneille
You loved me back to life
Your love’s that powerful
5. "Love Like This" Natasha Bedingfield
6. "Kind and Generous" Natalie Merchant
For your kindness I'm in debt to you
And I never could have come this far without you
For everything you've done, you know I'm bound
7. "Your Joy" Chrisette Michele
No one knows me just like you do
No one can compare to the way my eyes fit in yours
You'll always be my father
And I'll always be your joy
8. "Living Prayer" Alison Krauss
A haven from my unbelief.
Take my life and let me be
A living prayer, my God, to Thee...
9. "None But Jesus" Brooke Fraser/Hillsong United
10. "Faithful to Me" Jennifer Knapp
for faith to be faithful to me
Through another day, another trial,
Another chance to reconcile
To One who sees past all I've seen,
and reaching out my weary hand,
I pray that you'd understand,
You're the only one who's faithful to me...