This summer, I bought a zoo pass so that I could go
there every few weeks to witness the changing colors of the botanical gardens
as they start their journey through the summer months. At the beginning of
August, my wheelchair started to become unstable and I was having difficulty
driving it safely. At the same time, I started to suffer acute pain in my lower
back.
By the end of August, I felt well enough to make my
way to the zoo. Once there, I desperately drove around, only to realize that I
missed out on the pageantry that comes when every flower is simultaneously in
full bloom.
I discovered an area of unchartered foliage nestled
up against the fence that separated the zoo grounds from the public pathway. I
drove one way, looking over my left shoulder, with the sun in front of me, and
then I turned around, looking over my right shoulder with the sun switched to
behind me. The directional change with perspective of where the sun was shining
illuminated the dry foliage under large bushes. These delicate bushes looked
like they were spray-painted with the most brilliant shades of copper, bronze
and subtle sparkles of rose pink.
And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the
renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that
which is good and acceptable and perfect. Romans 12:2
As I moved along the path, still hopeful I would
find a colorful bloom, I happened upon a Salvia plant. This plant stood
about three feet tall with variegated leaves that had started to turn brown
along the edges. Coming up from the center was a foot long stock with the tiny,
cone-shaped purple flowers. That evening I found out that the name Salvia comes from the Latin salvere means:
"To feel well and healthy". That was revealing.
As I peered into the withered flowers, there was a
flurry of activity. There were flies, ants, bumblebees, beetles and monarch butterflies.
There were all doing their little dance while they rummaged, pollinated, and
harvested that season’s nectar.It was this concentrated space of activity
that God showed Himself most powerful and steadfast in His love Although
change is not readily accepted, albeit a broken chair and broken spirits, it is
the starting of a season – to everything there is a purpose under heaven -
where I need to learn new harvesting techniques to embrace these changes.
Oswald Chambers wrote, “Let the past sleep, but let
it sleep in the sweet embrace of Christ.”
Second
Encounter, of an All-Powerful God
A small group of people appeared in the living room, seemingly to survey the area. Turns out the bustling of human bodies was that of the director of the building, provincial auditor and the manager of support services. They asked me if that was my painting sitting on the table. For the last 12 months, I have been working on an old truck in front of a brown barn.
I normally leave my art out on the table because my room is too small to hold all my artistic accouterments. Plus, it shows off the talent to the public.
This was the conversation:
Director: “Is this your picture?”
Me: “Yes it is. I painted that with my mouth.”
Manager: “Your mouth?! Wow, that’s amazing!"
I then found the mindset to tell the Director to go into my purse and get my business cards.
Everyone: “Thank you, thank you very much; You’re so very talented.
We look forward to going to the Web site. Keep up the good work.”
That moment, after this brief encounter of inspiration and awe, I felt God physically yank me to Himself, like that of a firefighter pulling someone out underneath the weight of a burning car. Once the smoke cleared, sort of speak, the painkiller took affect and I drank the refreshing water of God’s grace,, He was able to show me the riches and their value that lay within me.
God encourages me through Scripture, people that I’ve met, and my daily needs. This is all well in times where I am in a good place at a good time. But when I am experiencing my darkest days of acute pain, isolation, and overwhelming sadness, God shows Himself in light, so brilliant and breathtaking that I will take it and tuck it in my heart so I can use it “as a lamp to my feet and a light to my path Psalm 119:105.
Treasure can always be found when the light shines in all directions.
What a beautiful blog, Katie, and a beautiful way God has encouraged you!! I loved the way God came to you, "God showed Himself most powerful and steadfast in His love", through encouragement of others, through Scriptures, and through His purposes for you.
ReplyDeleteJust this morning I was reminded that God created us to have a love relationship with Him, and that regardless of our circumstances, we can love Him back in return.
This is such a beautiful post, Katie and the painting is absolutely gorgeous! God has certainly gifted you with talent to paint.
ReplyDeleteIn your blog, Katie, you have reminded me that we need to look closely and attentively to nature and the people around us to really see what is going on, even if we are looking from our own “broken wheelchairs.” May God bless you as you continue to thrive, in spite of your challenges. Your artwork is lovely and amazing and you are a testimony of God’s grace. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSweet Katie, you are the treasure and we are a portion of those at the receiving end of your God breathed gifts. Painting, by all means, 'gifted', literature or writing, again 'gifted', talented at communicating to others in ways many find challenging, a gift as well.
ReplyDeleteThe 'old truck' looks stunning, this painting is beyond beautiful!
I will add, I too had a membership at the zoo for years when I still lived there and I was just sharing with someone how it is one of the treasures in your city...a place away from all the noise, where nature, in all forms, shares it's seasonal dance for all of those who care to ponder.
I thank you for this gift you share with us and I am very proud of you, my sister in Christ. ~ Sharon C.