Seasons Change!

I love living in the Midwest!

The seasons change every 3 months and something else happens.

No monotony here! I’m ready to finish out summer, as much as I like it, and move into a new fall, new decoration around home, new mums on the porch, pretty leaves on the trees, thick green grass again…

Our lives have seasons too, as in ‘this too shall pass’. Life is not to be drudgery, that’s not the definition of life! Life is growth, change, new beginnings, working through things, hoping for better, helping others through their ‘this too shall passes”

If we can keep the momentum, the looking ahead to what lies ahead, knowing we do have power over our lives to improve, change and move forward…always planning for the next thing to do, not staying stuck in the ‘this is the way it’s always been’ , we will enjoy the season we are currently in, knowing things will change.

If we think about a hill, the valley is actually very small compared to the hill…the hill is composed of the climb up, cross over the top and down the other side…all still part of the ‘hill-top’ experience.

I believe God gave us the happy, joy, peace to tap into far more than the sad, sorrowful, depressed parts of life.

He told us to choose life and that is my choice.

Sometimes I have to choose it many many times in the same day.

Will you choose life with me? Right now?

Let’s start a new season of life together, a better one!

Art

We all have art in us. We are all craftsmen, artsmen, artists, if you will, of one or many things.

We all have a desire, a bent to make or do something. There is something that peaks our interest…working with numbers, working with fabric, wood, metal, designing roads and cities, buildings, designing computers and software; working on cars, assembling items, organization of anything. I believe it is an art to know how to clean and decorate a home!

There are a myriad of types of art besides drawing, painting, or sculpting.

Our art…your art, is needful.

I grew up thinking ‘art’ was only for a chosen few that were crafty, and really crafty didn’t ‘qualify’ as art back then. Art was Rembrandt and Michelangelo and Picasso and Renoir.

Art was something beautiful that others could make but you could not. It was made by people you did not know and never would.

Artists were poor, yet driven, and in their time were thought a bit odd and eccentric, but later on their work was magnified and they were seen in a different light.

The challenge is to discover what our art is and to get in the groove and play it.

Our art will be something we are good at, or would like to become good at, it is something we look forward to doing and gives us pleasure as we work on it –awaiting the finished result.

If it is a drudgery to do or even think about doing, it probably isn’t your art, it is someone else’s.

Never fear, you have your own good skills to develop and share with others. Yours will be different but it will be yours, uniquely yours.

Erwin McManus said, “Don’t be the best imitation of someone else’s talent.”

Wouldn’t the world be uninteresting if everyone’s art looked the same?

What makes genuine art so very costly is that it is irreproducible. It did not come off an assembly line; it is different every time.

What is your art?