Today, I am thinking about the kind of beauty that rises like a phantom from ashes.
I see remnants of burned-out dreams and hopes scattered on a hillside, companions to blackened tree skeletons. I see ashes, lying there, still and dormant, yet flickering with invisible yearning.
I see ashes that secretly dare to believe: “When I sit in darkness, the Lord will be a light to me.” Micah 7:8a.
I’m thinking about those ashes hearing a whisper, their name on the breeze, suddenly alert in a pre-dawn chill.
And then, I see those ashes, disbelieving, hoping against hope: kneaded, formed, emerging into a mass: mocking the impossible, a coup of obscene dimensions.
Beauty defying.
Beauty rising.
- Flicker series (2); 2015; 12″ x 9″; mixed media: watercolor, oil based ink, pastel, acrylic.
- Flicker series (3); 2015; 12″ x 9″; mixed media: watercolor, oil based ink, pastel, acrylic.
Beautiful words Colleen – I could see the embers starting to glow and then catching fire into a massive flame through the word picture you painted… Your painting is wonderful..
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Thank you Tony. Your encouragement means the world. Your writing is a beautiful flame!
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Colleen,
This is so awesome. My gm, Adam and I were just talking about the light of God being there, especially in darkness and then I read your blog with the scripture you quote. Seems like the message God wants me to hear right now. Thank you!
Love you!
Pam
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