Monday, April 25, 2011

easter saturday, easter sunday

there are two videos that i've seen over the last couple of days that have really spoken to my heart.  one has to do with easter saturday, a day when hope was seemingly lost, and one has to do with easter sunday, a day when hope reigns in the love and power and glory of Jesus' resurrection.

my friend, anne, posted this video on her blog, and it really resonated with me.  it's about the silence of easter saturday.  i love pete greig and his honesty.


they showed the following video at church yesterday.


here are the lyrics to the song by matt maher:

Let no one caught in sin remain
Inside the lie of inward shame
But fix our eyes upon the cross
And run to Him who showed great love
And bled for us
Freely You've bled for us

Christ is risen from the dead
Trampling over death by death
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave
Christ is risen from the dead
We are one with Him again
Come awake, come awake
Come and rise up from the grave

Beneath the weight of all our sin
You bowed to none but heaven's will
No scheme of hell, no scoffer's crown
No burden great can hold You down
In strength You reign
Forever let Your church proclaim

O death, where is your sting?
O hell, where is your victory?
O church, come stand in the light
The glory of God has defeated the night

O death, where is your sting?
O hell, where is your victory?
O church, come stand in the light
Our God is not dead
He's alive! He's alive!

even when the world is dark, and things seem so bleak, there is always hope.  He's alive.  Christ is risen.  God is love.

Friday, April 22, 2011

good friday

“God so loved the world, ” John writes, “that he gave his only son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.” That is to say that God so loved the world that he gave his only son even to this obscene horror; so loved the world that in some ultimately indescribable way and at some ultimately immeasurable cost he gave the world himself. Out of this terrible death, John says, came eternal life not just in the sense of resurrection to life after death but in the sense of life so precious even this side of death that to live it is to stand with one foot already in eternity. To participate in the sacrificial life and death of Jesus Christ is to live already in his kingdom. This is the essence of the Christian message, the heart of the Good News, and it is why the cross has become the chief Christian symbol. A cross of all things–a guillotine, a gallows–but the cross at the same time as the crossroads of eternity and time, as the place where such a mighty heart was broken that the healing power of God himself could flow through it into a sick and broken world. It was for this reason that of all possible words they could have used to describe the day of his death, the word they settled on was “good.” Good Friday.
- Frederick Buechner

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

m.i.a.

hey peeps!  so, you may have noticed, but i haven't been on top of the blogging so far this year.  i thought i'd share with you why that's been the case.

first, let's back up a couple of months to right after the last time i posted on here.

in february we had many birthdays in our family. lots of get-togethers and good times were had.  then the end of february we took a trip with my mom, two of my sisters, and my sister's husband, to disneyworld. a very fantastic, crazy, magical, exhausting, fun time.  we returned from florida, hoping to ease back into life, and focus on art, music, etc. that wasn't the case, though.

some health stuff happened that scared us both a bit. a couple trips to the emergency room, a hospital admittance, a slew of tests... march was off to a rocky start.  things have relatively calmed down over the last month, but the health stuff definitely shook us up. it also helped us to put some things into perspective. basically, i went into protective mode, and anything or anyone that i felt was stressing rick out or not a healthy part of our life at the time was out.  God gave me the strength to have some strong boundaries.  boundaries to protect rick, to protect me, to protect our family.  and it felt good to do that. to support rick and love him the way he constantly and consistently supports and loves me.

in the midst of all of that, though, some good things - things we love, people we love - were moved to the back burner.  things went undone (blog posts, for instance).  emails went unwritten.  even all the art stuff - creating it, working on my etsy, taking prints to catching fireflies - it became less of a priority.  rick and our family were the top priority.  taking care of him and of us came first.  everything else i'd just have to sort out later.

and here we are at "later."  i've wrestled with guilt about not focusing on my art and the business the last few months.  and not spending time doing it has led me to my share of doubts, too.  "is art even what i should be doing right now?" "do i really want to be doing it?" "is this realistic?"  i'd go to write on here and wonder if i should share the doubts - share honestly about where i was emotionally right then.  but then i'd think that maybe i should wait until i had more encouraging, positive things to write about. 

i was thinking about my desire to put on a happy face in the midst of my doubts and frustrations.  in my experience i've found that it can be a little alienating and isolating when people only share about the highs (and never the lows) in their lives.  i think sometimes the people who only share the good stuff are really positive, grateful people.  sometimes, though, i think they're people who are afraid to admit how hard things can be.  there's this unspoken lie going around that sharing your fears, doubts, and insecurities says something negative about who you are, and that you're the only one who feels that way.  operative word here: lie. 

the truth is, we all have those days when things seem so hard, when the world seems so dark, when anxiety threatens to take over.  i've found comfort and encouragement in those times from people who are willing to admit they have days like that too.  they're kindred spirits that i feel like God has given me to walk with along the journey, reminding me that i'm not alone.

the last couple of months have truly been a perspective check for me.  three (of the many) things i've been reminded of through all of this are:

1) life has a way of interrupting our best laid plans (i.e. creating new artwork, getting together with friends, writing emails, posting regularly on a blog...)

2) when that happens, have grace for yourself - it's okay, and

3) i want to live my life honestly.  this blog is a teeny-tiny glimpse into my life, so it makes sense that on days when i'm frustrated, my blog posts will reflect that.  on days i'm encouraged, my blog posts will reflect that.  and so on, and so forth.

all of that being said, i'm off to deal with another one of life's interruptions - a leaking kitchen ceiling.

hope you are well, friends.  much love!