Cloud Angel

Cloudangel

“For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways. On their hands they will bear you up, lest you strike your foot against a stone.” -Psalm 91:11-12
“See, I am sending an angel ahead of you to guard you along the way and to bring you to the place I have prepared.” -Exodus 23:20

Have you ever looked up at the sky and an angel appeared?   This picture captured the moment, where the light and the clouds formed an Angel with wings, looking down on all that afternoon.  You may not see an angel when you look up to the sky, but I do know they are watching out for all of us on Earth.

Shared by Patricia Wu

At the Place where the Land Ends…

St.MichaelsMount

He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.

Ecclesiastes 3:11 (NIV)

 

I came upon this sundial while visiting St Michael’s Mount in the Cornwall region of the UK on a stellar day last September.  I stood there and gazed out revering the vastness of the ocean with the sundial approaching high noon and the nerd inside me thought of the space-time continuum.  The scripture points out that no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end…..not even Einstein and the scripture urges me to behold and adore all the beauty that unfolds before me in the present because it is beautiful in its time.

Shared by Laurie Aksynowicz

Click here to learn more about St. Michael’s Mount, Marazion, Cornwall, UK.

Be Still…

 

 

Be still and know that I am God. Psalm 46:10

In the two photos that I have submitted, one is of a lake on a windless, spring morning. The sky and clouds above as well as the towering pine trees ringing the lake are reflected perfectly in the still water, as if reflected in a mirror.  The second photo is of the same lake when breezes are causing ripples in the water and so the reflection is marred.

“Be still and know that I am God.” The directions are short and simple, but oh so very difficult for me. I try to set aside 15 minutes each morning to sit in silence with God, but it usually ends up being 14 minutes of fidgeting, changing positions and quieting the most random thoughts and one minute of actually being still.  Those are the days my heart resembles the photo with the marred reflection. There is no calm, just ripples of worry and what ifs. I keep trying though. I keep trying because I have found that it is indeed during the quiet, still moments that I feel the most peace and closest to God. It is during that quiet, still time that my unruly human heart can for just a fleeting moment reflect the beauty of my Savior’s love and find some much needed respite in the security of His everlasting arms.

I’m praying that we all find that oasis of God’s peace today and everyday.

Shared by Patricia Wu

 

Marching On…

Richmond

This picture was taken at the March for Our Lives Rally in Richmond, Virginia on one of the first days of Spring last March. I remember feeling so empowered that beautiful morning marching alongside hundreds of passionate young people and realizing that my generation has the power to unite to change the world.

The backdrop of this picture being historic downtown Richmond where Patrick Henry gave his “Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death” speech complements the ever-present fight for Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness throughout our nation’s history. Living in the former capital of the Confederacy, one must also recognize that gun violence disproportionately affects African-Americans and vow to fight alongside our brothers and sisters of different backgrounds towards a more equal and compassionate future.

Finally, all of you, be like-minded, be sympathetic, love one another, be compassionate and humble. – 1 Peter 3:8

Shared by Morgan Doll

Today is the 51st anniversary of the assassination of the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.  We honor his legacy today and always.

Let it Spill?

Spill

Spilling –

The act of causing (or allowing) something (or someone))

 to fall unintentionally.

The results:

Puddles, splatter, poisoning, confession, betrayal, guilt, release, relief,

in confidence, in pain, playful, first link in a chain of events.           

Maybe, don’t do it.

Shared by Susan Ceely-Phillips

Wilderness

Wilderness

Frederick Buechner, A Room Called Remember: Uncollected Pieces.  “To be commanded to love God at all, let alone in the wilderness, is like being commanded to be well when we are sick, to sing for joy when we are dying of thirst, to run when our legs are broken. But this is the first and great commandment nonetheless. Even in the wilderness – especially in the wilderness – you shall love him.”
Shared by Barbara Costigan

Reconnecting with my Faith

It is so easy for me to become overwhelmed with the stuff of life – little things, little tasks, deadlines; I can sink into feeling completely inadequate to the task.

This happens on a regular basis, but recently, it occurred to me to bring up Renee Fleming’s rendition of Bernstein’s “Simple Song”. The melody captures my heart. The message to me is “in spite of everything, praise!” In her voice, I hear both enormous strength, and perfect humility and acceptance. It lifts me; it takes me out of the morass of my own thoughts and puts me gently back into a place of faith where I can again live into the possible.

“Simple Song” sung by Renee Fleming

Shared by Karen Gourgey

 

A May Morning over Everest

Everest

Psalm 19:1

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth his handiwork. KJV

As I relive those moments on a small plane between Nepal and Bhutan, a front row seat to God’s majesty, I think of my own journey. Where have I been led and opted to follow those instincts? Where have I chosen a different path? Two years ago, my friend simply asked if I wanted to travel with her to Bhutan, the happiest place in the world. I said yes; not that I wanted to visit monasteries and forts in a reclusive Buddhist haven. Just in need of a vacation. The destination is important; how one gets there is equally so.

Our pilot alerted us that Everest would soon be visible on our left. We all scrambled and jockeyed to get the best vantage point. Wow! It was awesome. My God, you are real! How Great Thou Art! This photograph cannot do justice to the beauty and immensity of Everest. In fact no photograph can. The bird’s eye view of this snow-capped, cloud enveloped wonder comes with intangibles: the emotional impact, the ‘pinch me I can’t believe my eyes’, and the empathy for those who risk their lives for public glory. Sometimes a camera gets in the way. Breathe, and let the vision seize all your senses.

Today I have no desire to climb a mountain. Should I get to urge to scale the heights of Meru or Kilimanjaro, may I quickly reread Jon Krakauer’s Into Thin Air.

But perhaps I shouldn’t run from the urge to do something new. Perhaps I say yes to sailing. Perhaps I accept that this nudging in one direction or another is an avenue to growth. Perhaps I Trust God: Trust that the journey is instructive. Perhaps I abandon myself to the wisdom of my Creator who has never steered me wrong, even as in the moment, I am reluctant to move where I am led.

Almighty God, thank you for unexpected treats you have scattered in my path. Help me walk by faith, abandoning fear.  Amen

Shared by Annemarie Edwards

Tides

Tides

 

Aqua blue seeps into golden glow.

Moving mist –

shifting with ghostly figures –

repelling and blending.

Breaking into fresh,

breezy,

clear,

sparkling air.

Hippopotomus mouth open –

releasing,

singing,

fleeting bird –

soaring and lumbering together.

Sparkling,

glittering,

smoldering.

 

Shared by Susan Ceely-Phillips