standing with the Holy Artist.....

"One of the most satisfying experiences I know is fully to appreciate an individual in the same way I appreciate a sunset. When I look at a sunset...I don't find myself saying, 'Soften the orange a little more on the right hand corner, and put a bit more purple along the base, and use a little more pink in the cloud color...' I don't try to control a sunset. I watch it with awe as it unfolds."

-Carl R. Rogers
Experiences in Communication

Slowly on the horizon,

the movement of an artist begins,

sun descends 

behind the clouds,

blue sky begins to mix with rays,

colors move with wonder and creates a

master piece filled with moments  

of 

Holy Encounter.

Invitation perhaps,

to 

a new day,

new life,

new hope.

The sun rises,

the sun sets,

colors roll over time,

mixing and mingling and creating

and

at any given 

moment

we stand there

on holy ground,

be it tile in the kitchen,

grass beneath our toes,

wooden plank or sand,

we stand

our mouths fall open,

our hearts pound

and

awe,

sacred awe

begins as we watch

the work of 

an Unseen Artist,

create a unique work in time,

splashes and movement and shadow,

swirl,

life continues

the sun rises,

the sun sets,

and

in the middle of it

Holy

moments 

waiting for us to see and experience

to capture our attention

and

cause us to acknowledge

the 

wonder of creation.

Worship in the grandest fashion,

soft spiritual breeze on my face,

night coming,

light leaving,

love enfolding.

Just for me...

well that's what I think...

no that is what I believe..

for me

and you and you and you...

the Master Artist 

invites us

to leave the day behind 

and awaken to a blank palate

where hope rises to meet fear

and

love mixes with anxiety

and

life moves forward

inviting us to paint a new day.

May we all use our time and our tools

to 

share our gifts and color the world,

one palate at a time.

May the Sacredness of the Day,

meet all of 

during the 

Ordinariness of our lives

and

May 

we

be changed for the better because of it.

May it be so...

for all of us.

happy Sunday...

blessings...

the radical rambler