![]() |
![]() Monday, February 26, 2007
Here lately it seems am growing a challenge to think artfully. I put a photo into a show for the "Love" exhibit at church here this month. And the photo sold. As a photographer this is a milestone to have my first piece sold.
Then I have two more photos going on display in a "Documenting place" exhibit. But the newest challenge is for cultivating beauty month we have every year at church. But this year I have two ideas of art to submit. One that will require some antique shopping. So this means I will need to find a woman to go shopping with cuz I lack those antique skills as a guy hahaha. But the heart of the matter is cultivation. And I really want to express some more of the inners or reflections I have come to as of late. Thinking of it God has been cultivation in me into something of greater beauty. He uses the ugly sinners of the world not the pretty sinners. Well we all are sinners. Some are realistic in how they look in it. This journey is taking on a whole new level. Most of it due to much reading and pondering. And the class from How People change is about to wrap up, and I will be taking the class again when it starts up two weeks later. And who knows. I am defiantly now an Journey Becoming. But in return of the love God has bestowed upon me, I should cultivate in return with the provisions given. |
daily.verse
“You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:6-8) ![]() Powered by BibleGateway.com script provided by biblegateway.com
Special.Collections journey.tom who.said.what previous.journies journies.archive
links.tom links.other sojourn.blogs blogs.other blogroll.christian Thy way, not mine, O lord Thy way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be; Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me.
Smooth let it be or rough,
I dare not choose my lot;
Take Thou my cup, and it
Choose Thou for me my friends,
The kingdom that I seek
Not mine, not mine the choice ~Horatius Bonar |
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home