“Healing Waters Rise Up With Wings” $400 (Framed)
“It is the creative potential itself in human beings that is the image of God.”
Sometimes the world’s opinions rest heavy on my shoulders. In a land of “ought-tos” and “should haves”, I find myself wading through the muck of finding “the right way” back to my faith in life. What my soul longs for is not more “community,” for I am blessed with so many dear individual souls that are so serendipitously placed daily in my life. It is not more “church” my soul requires. It is in fact, quite the opposite. My soul longs for solace with God. “Comfort in a time of distress,” is how the definition reads.
My life is wonderfully filled with goodness and blessings. Yet, somewhere deep in the essence of me lies a quiet urge, like a ripple in a pond, that starts small, and then inches out, growing wider and wider, until my heart catches on to the still, small purpose of the urge- to find tranquility as I further my journey to knowing my God, and knowing his promised peace.
I say my God, because the God I have come to know and love, is boundlessly grand, more so than the Americanized Christian church has allowed him to be. He is vast, stretching wider than we can fathom in His love, peace and grace, and all other qualities within, for after all, He created these qualities. Like the ripple in the pond, we only see the droplet, and are at times unable to see the bigger ripples surrounding what we observe. I am humbly grateful to NOT have God all figured out, because I know the times I pompously feel like I do, are the times in which He humbles me the most within my prideful ignorance.
Every person is born with various gifts, broadening their knowledge and understanding within. God reveals Himself so uniquely different to each one of us, creating a sacred way of meeting Him set apart from one another. By understanding our unique passions and our heritage, we are better able to know our Maker, and I believe it is here where He takes joy in us.
Our souls find their voice, like a droplet of water, and yearning to grow, that droplet creates a ripple. Wider and wider we begin to grasp a larger picture of who God is through this life long journey. I pray for the day when my droplet travels to the banks of my life’s pond, and God will say, “Well traveled daughter, now let me show you all the other oceans in which your droplet had no time to land. For you were given but a moment in time, and came to know me well as you could for who I create you to be in the time I gave you. Now, Let me show you the rest of who your Abba is.”
My heart yearns to be free of “religion.” The “should-haves”, or the “oughts” drown those steady ripples and cause a confusing wake in the true journey of the soul. My desire is to make a ripple in the waters of tranquility and solace as I continue onward through this journey of being filled wholly through the One who created the waters for us to make the ripple within.
“We must accept that this creative pulse within us is God’s creative pulse himself.”
Joseph Chilton Pearce