Looking through the Lens of an Artist
During this challenging pandemic I wanted to share my story in hopes of lifting your spirits.
As a child my favorite activity was laying in the truck bed looking at clouds as we traveled down the road. I loved to see what shapes and images I could make out of the clouds.
Another favorite was the seek and search in the monthly Highlights book.
A tree and a rock... What do they have in common other than both found in nature?
Each morning I like to sit on the porch with coffee and begin my day with prayers and thoughts of what I want to do for the day. Also reflections of yesterday’s events etc.
I begin as “Thank you Lord for today...." then my mind went blank.
My heart and mind filled with the impending doom of the fast approaching passing of our 23 year old Scruffy cat. The pain is real as I remember his mom and two sisters along with two step sister that already crossed.
I found myself staring off to a distance when I spotted the cross of branches high up in the tree. That cross warmed my heart and I smiled as it reminded me to “have faith” that all will be ok. Again “thank you Lord!”
I finished my prayers and my mind and heart began thinking of all my loved ones that have passed. Human, canine and feline. I looked down towards the large slab rocks around our porch and their was a rock. A rock shaped like a heart!
Each morning I look to that cross in the trees and the small heart rock by the porch and begin my prayers!
This morning when I went outside it was still dark but the birds were already singing. Due to the darkness I could not see the cross in the tree although I knew it was still there!
In these days of this pandemic, I must keep my eyes on the cross! Even when I can’t see it, I know it is there.
My little rock shaped as a heart - I know it is still there reminding me to spread love as our Father would have us to do.
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