As we begin the final hours to Resurrection Sunday, instead of focusing on coloring eggs and such, I thought it might be nice to share a colorable centered on Christ for artists of every age – just click on the link below to open the free PDF file & enjoy!
I’ve slowly grown to realize a sermon strikes the target of my soul when it lingers in my thoughts throughout the day (and often many days afterwards!) as it travels from my head to my heart. This time last year our church pastor preached on the I Am Second series….thankfully, they are taped because I missed too many. I’m especially thankful God prodded my lazy behind and got me moving that particular Sunday! The sign out front should’ve read, “Hey Celeta! This message is for YOU!” And boy, howdy….was it ever!
My “one word” last year was surrender and here’s an honest moment for ya…I haven’t exactly made a vast effort to even think if my thoughts & actions reflect such a thing. Ouch. You see….this is why I write. Or don’t write. God is so merciful to help keep me from writing just for the sake of writing. The thing is, when I do write, it’s raw…it’s vulnerable…it’s authentic.
And just in case you missed it…for me, surrender leads to vulnerability and vulnerability results in faith in action aka writing. What’s your faith in action? What gets you to your faith in action? I think it’s different for everyone and rarely one thing – isn’t it simply wonderful how uniquely different God made us?
Back to the sermon….it was awesome! The key scripture was Proverbs 3:5-6 and our pastor used the analogy of a trapeze act. There are two roles: the flyer and the catcher. As our pastor described, “Faith in Jesus can be compared to a trapeze flyer being caught by the catcher. I am like the flyer. God is like the catcher. MY PART is to trust, surrender, give up my life. GOD’S PART is to catch, to hold, to do in me and for me what I can’t do for myself. That’s what surrender looks like!” And there we are….back full circle to surrender.
When I get in my head too much, I fall back on wanting to “do a good job” for God…in some form leaning on my abilities versus leaning on Him to provide …for Him to do in and through me what I cannot do for myself.
So here’s to letting go of the trapeze bar…surrendering to my Catcher…God.
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Obviously, consistency in posting is something I still struggle with!
So much has happened in the past year…my daughter got engaged in January, married in October, AND moved 8 hours away in November ! For the first few weeks my mind sort of thought, “oh, it’s just like she’s in college” – of course that kind of denial can only last so long. To help this mama’s heart, it was such a blessing that she was in town for a short visit, and then I was able to travel & spend Christmas with her & her new husband.
Since she decided to move & family is almost an hour away, I proceeded to prepare my house for sale! Originally, I was thinking mid-Spring, but God opened undeniable doors! I am moving next week & will put the house on the market by the end of the month…zoom zoom!
And here I am, only 48 hours from moving! With boxes galore & empty cabinets, the house feels quite “transitional” – I’ve held out a stash of art journaling supplies, but those too will be packed away later today.
A week or so ago, I was at that monkey bar torn place… letting go of one thing to grasp what God has in store next… and yet God is so faithful to close the gap as we reach out to Him!
And as this new season begins, I’m very excited to stay connected with my daughter in a unique way – as we grow & share our faith, we will do it together through a new Etsy venture! In addition to sharing faith art, my daughter will be custom designing printable paper items (invitations, party paper goods, etc)….we’re still in the prayer stage, but stay tuned!
Last year I slowly began the process of embracing my new norm… a process that highlighted a hefty chunk of pride. I’ve said time and again that I want to be a bold witness for the Lord… and I’ve taken a few small faith steps in that direction, but definitely no leaps – that’s for sure!
As I began thinking and praying over my “word” a few weeks ago, EMBRACE naturally floated to the forefront of my mind. But that wasn’t quite right…then I thought about WITNESS – what was holding me back from being the bold witness I claim I want to be??? Duh…I knew that answer, pride! The prideful part of me still wants to do it all myself, somehow showing God just how much I love Him. Throughout the weeks of prayer, God kept whispering “deeper”…and I finally landed on my biggest obstacle to fulfilling all of the above…SURRENDER!
So here I am, with my one word…a very uncomfortable word at that, which makes it even clearer I’m on to something…
Join me, won’t you? Let’s learn how to confidently go before the Throne of Grace. A place where we have the opportunity to surrender our hopes and dreams, our doubts and fears to the Almighty. In return? We can receive His Strength, His Boldness, and His Power to pursue His Plan.
Surrender your heart to God,
turn to him in prayer,
and give up your sins—
even those you do in secret.
Then you won’t be ashamed;
you will be confident
Yes…I’m behind posting! But I’m getting there…
While I’m sure the first few weeks of my parent’s vacation was hardly what they expected – overall, I really enjoyed them being here – especially on simple days and I think they enjoyed the time as well. Whether it was breakfast at iHop, getting a haircut, or being serenaded by my stepdad in the car…I really enjoyed the time together. Heck, they even taught us how to play pinochle! My stepdad loves FOX News, so I also learned a good bit about what was happening in the world…
One of the things they did while visiting was to look at housing options – the cost of living is crazy in California and since my mom retired in JAN’14 (yes…my 81yr old mom!) they would be living on a fixed income and were excited at the thought of being close to the rest of the family again.
As you’ll read…things rarely go the way you might expect and my parent’s visit wasn’t an exception. The visit was supposed to be for one month – then it was postponed another three weeks to help me after my dad’s passing – then it was postponed again… and then it was another “go” moment… and God prepared the way for another move.
The past two years have been filled with opportunities / lessons for letting go. Saying goodbye to expectations, a job/career, & my dad. As hard as it was facing the changes in my dad’s health, today I’m thankful for the opportunity of time. It’s a commodity so easily taken for granted.
Not that we’re all a bunch of statisticians, but whether we realize it or not we plan based on probabilities. We assume we will have the luxury of putting things off for another day – at least I did… and the thing is, we know there are no guarantees.
But look how perfectly things aligned…sure the journey had some really rough spots…in a way that makes the memory sweeter…to witness the gracious hand of God at work on such a truly personal level is incredible. Before my dad’s stroke, he longed for the opportunity to see family one more time. By the grace of God, he did. I longed to be available for family without the constant work battle of feeling forced to choose otherwise. By the grace of God, I did. My mom & stepdad were scheduled to return to California just as hospice was called in for 24hr care. In the past, I had a habit of pushing people away when life got really hard. It was time to let family & friends in to help me through the days ahead, and by the grace of God, I did. I’m so thankful for that choice because it gave me the opportunity to be vulnerable & strengthen my relationship with my mom & stepdad.
Before my dad moved, he loved woodworking. He made HUNDREDS of these little wooden rooster note holders – HUNDREDS. For his service, I wanted to have something to remind folks of his passionate hobby that helped him maintain a sense of independence. Along with an article written by the local paper, my daughter, mom, & stepdad all worked together to make a special memory wreath – the wreath consisted of eight roosters: one for each child / stepchild and one at the top. My daughter added the dual cross in the center with one of my favorite verses, Psalm 143:8
“Let the morning bring me word of
Your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in You.
Show me the way I should go,
for to You I lift up my soul.”
P.S. Oh yeah…I hurt my back (again) the week before my dad passed – I thought it was from catching an elderly woman from falling 😕