What happens when we can no longer hear the mountains cry out in song, where the trees no longer clap their hands?
As I was sifting through some old papers the other day, I came across a sermon my Dad wrote that my mother saved. My Dad has been gone almost 30 years now so finding this sermon written in his own hand was of course amazing for me, but I was struck by how meditative and…
Rembrandt captures a moment in time and re-imagines all the faces and figures that stood around the foot of the cross as Christ’s body was released from his suffering.
I hope you will spend a little time with this painting/poem/choral combination.
Use the eye of your imagination to take you into this passage…Allow yourself to wonder.
When I allowed myself to deeply gaze into the story with the use of this painting, I realized that I have a Lord and King who has washed me, though I don’t fully understand it. He is willing to kneel at my feet and this thought opens and humbles me.
It strikes me that Jesus entered the city of His birth, while in His mother’s womb, as she rode on a donkey – and then He entered the city of His death on a donkey as well. This painting is a foreshadowing of Palm Sunday.
Welcome to God thru the Arts Holy Week Meditations This week I will be exploring various music and art to direct our minds into a deeper experience of the events that surrounded Jesus during the week preceding his crucifixion. These works of art will represent diverse people, time and genres. Not intended as a newspaper…
For those of you who know me, I don’t always know the reason I am drawn to something. However, I think it is important to listen to your heart and let yourself notice the things that are calling to you at in point in time. This week, I was reminded that I spent all one…
But as I paused, I decided that there is something more to be done with God thru the Arts and I earnestly prayed to God for renewed inspiration.