Monday, January 28, 2008

Doodling with Devotion

True prayer goes beyond the boundaries of language.
In a blog posting in August 2007, Jerrell Jobe said, "...though reverence and awe have a place, pray can be playful, interactive and dynamic. Prayer is often filled with words, but prayer is more than words. In fact, words aren’t enough and fall short in expression. At times, prayer may be most fully expressed through non-verbal communication, music, even art and drawing."
I've played around with this kind of doodling prayer--we've even experimented with it in our Kidz Church program. It's fun, engaging, and surprisingly expressive in a way that words sometimes are not. This article is a little something I just found on Christianity Today...


Doodling with Devotion
How the simplest art can become a form of prayer.
Sybil MacBeth, a mathematics instructor by profession, doodler and dancer by avocation, has written, and doodled, a daring devotional. Praying in Color: Drawing a New Path to God chronicles her experiments in intercession and challenges readers to take pens and paper in hand and, well, intercede.
Although the daughter and granddaughter of artists, MacBeth was convinced by her own ugly artwork that something "had gone awry in the tossing of the genetic salad." Her point: The absence of skill presents no barrier to an individual's discoveries linking doodling and prayer. That's because prayer involves trust and being real before God.
MacBeth's doodling discoveries came from a crisis. About three years ago, a litany of cancers—lung, brain, breast—struck among family, friends, and colleagues. The suffering within her circle was overwhelming. Worry became her starting point—but not her stopping point. Even now, she writes, "worry invites me to prayer."As a teacher facing a summer off, MacBeth had no papers to grade but instead possessed what she calls a "critical prayer list." Going to the back porch, she doodled a random shape and wrote a name in its center. "The name belonged to one of the people on my prayer list. I stayed with the same shape and the name, adding detail and color to the drawing. Each dot, each line, and each stroke of color became another moment of time spent with the person in the center."
When she sensed the time was right, she moved to another part of the page and drew another shape and put another name in its middle. She embellished it with lines, dots, colors. She continued drawing new shapes and names until her friends and family formed a colorful community of designs. "To my surprise," she writes, "I had not just doodled—I had prayed."
MacBeth has been leading workshops in the U.S. about praying in color for two years. Her book contains balloons, labyrinths, vegetables, clovers, triangles, kites, quilts, calendars with prayer requests and names, and purposefully shaped squiggles. She recommends 15 to 30 minutes for the process, half spent in drawing and the other half in carrying the visual memories or actual images throughout the day.
Instead of being a prayer warrior, she calls herself "a prayer popper," one who prays in fits and spurts with "half-formed pleas and intercessions, and bursts of gratitude and rage."
MacBeth is transparent, accessible, and human. She exercises what she calls spiritual imagination as she works on, in, and through prayer.
She trusts herself enough to experiment, mess up, and try again in prayer. She trusts God enough to guide her as she falters, succeeds, and grows stronger. Her book emboldens others to trust their instincts, too."

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Taking a break from working on the autobiographical essay for my SAU application. What a process! I have difficulty articulating things clearly--I know what I want to say, but often have difficulty putting it into words. And there's this nagging fear...that it/I won't measure up. I follow the blogs of some of the students currently in the MSFL program...their writing is so clear and--well, good! I guess that as my application packet is coming together, I'm realizing that there is the possibility that I won't be accepted. That scares me. This is something I want to do so badly, something that would benefit myself and others so much.

Thinking about this yesterday, I asked myself, "What would you do if Spring Arbor didn't accept you? Where would you go from there?"
The answer: I'd keep on at the reading, searching, discovering. I'd relax and rest in the hand of His care. There is nothing I truly need that He will not provide.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

"I....I...I...me...me...mine..."

"When you think or speak about yourself, when you say,'I,' what you usually refer to is "me and my story." This is the 'I' of your likes and dislikes, fears and desires, the 'I' that is never satisfied for long. It is a mind-made sense of who you are, conditioned by the past and seeking to find its fulfillment in the future."
~Eckhart Tolle

How often do I refer to myself in conversation? Which "me" am I talking about? The real me that finds its identity in Christ's call; or the me that is "never satisfied for long" and finds its identity in accomplishments?

I am more than my likes and dislikes, my fears and desires. These change. These come and go. I stay.

If the me with which I am most often identified is "conditioned by the past and seeking to find its fulfillment in the future," there's no resting in the present moment. This must truly please the devil. As C.S. Lewis so insightfully illustrated in Screwtape Letters, if this one thing can be accomplished - if people can be kept in past, future, anywhere but now - they can be kept from God. God is in the present moment.

Friday, January 18, 2008

Shoes for Orphan Soles

I got involved with Shoes for Orphan Soles through Buckner, an organization in Dallas. I was originally going to do an internship with them--spend a month in Romania working in the orphanages--but it didn't work out with gratuating and preparing for graduate school. I still wanted to do something to help, so this is it. A shoe drive.

Buckner works internationally with millions of orphans--these children have no belongings of their own. Everything they have belongs to the homes where they live--except their shoes. So you can imagine the joy that a simple pair of shoes would give them. It's something that actually belongs to them.
People to donate shoes are encouraged to stuff a note into the shoes for the child to read--even a family photo. That makes the gift even more precious to them.

I'll be presenting the idea to the youth group this Sunday after church--if all goes well, we'll be working on it together. We'll be promoting the drive in March, actually doing the drive in April, then packing the shoes and sending them off the first part of May.
So far everything is in the planning stages...but I'm hoping to work with the movie theater on an event where people bring shoes instead of buying tickets...and I've started working on some ideas for a shoe/foot-themed art show and auction. Anyway...it's really going to be great. I'm excited to see the response it gets from the community.

With school and everything else going on, I hope this isn't taking on too much....but I'm tired of just talking about stuff I want to do. I'm ready to get off my butt and do something!

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

"The steed swiftest to carry you to perfection is suffering For none shall attain eternal life except he pass through great bitterness with Christ."
~Meister Eckhart

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Creative Communication with God

Watched a really great sermon online last night. Really great. Packed with creative ideas and amazing truth. Check it out at the link below. Jerrell Jobe (the speaker) is an SAU student in the same program I hope to be starting in August.

"Bon Appetit - Finger Food"

This morning I played around with the "doodle" prayer he talked about. What a great way to connect with God! Try it sometime.
It sounds so..."duh?"...But I think we tend to forget that God's speaking transcends languages and ability to articulate. Prayer is much deeper than words. So why not express it from time to time without words?

Thursday, January 10, 2008

On the Value of Suffering-Part Two

Is there really comfort and ease to be found in seeking comfort and ease? Or is this pursuit actually the foundation of an unhappy, discontented life?
John Ortberg tells about an experiment, done a number of years back, in which an amoeba was placed in an "ideal," stress-free environment. It died.
Stress, strain, discomfort are catalysts to growth. And growth is what we do--from conception to coffin and beyond.

Maybe....could it possibly be...that joy, contentment, and true meaning in life elude us because because we go about obtaining them in all the wrong ways? Could it be that real joy, contentment, and meaning are found as we accept our lives for what they are, stop trying to escape them, and instead really live them?
I'm not talking about living a passive and defeated life, but rather an actively receptive one. This doesn't mean we should never act to change circumstances, but action is taken from a place of prayer and stillness.

"Can you detect even the slightest element within yourself of not wanting to be doing what you are doing? That is a denial of life, and so a truly successful outcome is not possible.
If you can detect this within yourself, can you also drop it and be total in what you do?"
~Eckhart Tolle

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

On the Value of Suffering - Part One

I did a lectio (found in Solo) yesterday morning in Leviticus 4:32-35. A seemingly "dry" passage has started an interesting train of thought. I don't fully understand the why behind Old Testament animal sacrifice, but it does give some insight into how seriously God takes sin. The Israelites' pathway to reconciliation with God and atonement for their sins was sacrifice. Outwardly the path may look different for us today, but it is essentially the same: sacrifice.

Sacrifice: the surrender or destruction of something prized or desirable for the sake of something considered as having a higher or more pressing claim (1).

In sacrifice, we are willing to give up something we enjoy, value, or even need in order to be reconciled to God (made compatible with Him, 1). The Israelites gave a chief source of provision; God gave His Son...what am I to give? There are obvious things--like time and money--and there are more essential things. Deeper things. Things that I assume to be basic rights, to which I should and must have complete and continuous access. Like my will. The circumstances I deem "successful" or "meaningful." The schedule and activities that contrubute to what I have determined pertinent to a "decent life." Giving this up for the sake of relationship with God...this is sacrifice. Sacrifice implies suffering. Suffering is not a hot item in today's American culture. We like to be comfortable and in control. We like to have the approval of others--or at least not have to deal with those who don't approve of us. This seeking our own way is what dominates the flow of our lives."What do you seek here, since this world is not your resting place? Your true home is heaven; therefore remember that...All things are passing, and you yourself with them... Let all your thoughts be with the Most High...If you cannot contemplate high and heavenly things, take refuge in the Passion of Christ, and love to dwell within His Sacred Wounds. For if you devoutly seek the Wounds the Jesus and the precious marks of His Passion, you will find great strength in all troubles... Christ was willing to suffer and to be despised; and do you presume to complain? Chist had enemies and slanderers; and do you expect all men to be your friends and benefactors? How will your patience be crowned if you are unwilling to endure hardship? Suffer with Christ, and for Christ, if you wish to reign with Christ." ~Thomas a' Kempis (2) Good, huh? In a recent sermon at MPPC (3) entitled, "Why Faith Won't Feel Like It's Working," Scott Scruggs was sharing on Jesus' often-misunderstood statement, "In this world you will have trouble..." Trouble...is the pressure of being torn between world-conformity and God-conformity.
...is the blind-siding effects of plan taking an unexpected turn.
...is the disappointment and discouragement of realizing your life isn't turning out the way you had expected and hoped.
It's what Peter encountered after he got out of the boat to walk (on the water, mind you) to Jesus. He saw the wind and had a choice to make: look at the wind or look at Christ.
It's what Jesus encountered as he prayed in the garden before He was arrested--an intense and very natural urge to avoid what He knew was coming. He had a choice to make: look at the pain or look to His Father.

I seek to live an easy life. There. The truth is out. I'm attracted to jobs, career plans, schedules, people, activities that will be easy for me and assure the greatest possible comfort and ease. How can I expect to be exempt from "trouble"? I was recently with a friend who is living in a very painful family situation. Through frustrated tears she said, "My life just hasn't turned out at all like I had expected." How can I expect to be exempt from this?

1. http://www.dictionary.com/
2. The Imitation of Christ
3. http://www.mppc.org/

Friday, January 04, 2008

The Happenin'

I've just been working on my planner--looking at the major start/stop dates through the year. Wow. School's just around the corner! The next few weeks are going to be interesting. My HTML class starts this monday, my last ENMU class next Monday, and the Dreamweaver class on the Monday after that! The last day of class will be May 9 and GRADUATION on May 10!! I'm working on my admission requirements for SAU and if all goes as I hope, I'll be starting on the MSFL program in August.

Tomorrow is my last day working at the theater...which is a little weird. I'll just be working one job (at the Ruidoso Regional Council for the Arts) and will actually have Saturdays off for the first time in almost two years. I certainly have my reservations about leaving--mostly because I so enjoy working with my brother, but also because I keep thinking that I could have done better at it. But it's time to move on. I can't keep both jobs and give what both employers expect and keep up with my classes and do church and...you get the idea. I'm just praying that God would really bless this time of transition. It doesn't have to be easy or painless, just formational. It's kind of like getting out of a boat...to walk on water. I'm not sure what to expect as I leave the theater and start to develop my own business. But if He really is my Shepherd..."it's all (ultimately) good." Your prayers mean a lot.