This morning, I just want to share a paragraph from N.T. Wright's recent book, Surprised by Hope.

It is, I believe, part of being made in God's image that we are ourselves creators or at least procreators. The extraordinary ability to bring forth new life, supremely of course through begetting children but in millions of other ways as well, is central to the mandate the human race receives in Genesis 1 and 2. To make sense of and celebrate a beautiful world through the production of artifacts that are themselves beautiful is part of the call to be stewards of creation, as was Adam's naming of the animals. Genuine art is thus itself a response to the beauty of creation, which itself is a pointer to the beauty of God.

Labels: beauty, creativity

“One day at a time--this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering.” Anonymous

The everyday can be quite humdrum or quite lovely. I decided to look for the lovely today.

This is beautiful because it once seemed impossible, but somehow my hands and my mind have learned to cooperate in such a way that this celtic bag is coming together.

The beauty here lies in the resourcefulness of my Grandma Becky which enabled me to create a work of art. You see Grandma Becky saved every button she found. Plastic buttons last much longer than cotton fabric, so she passed on a lovely collection to me.

My Grandma Becky also had lovely taste in what are now known as vintage pillow cases.

Grandmommie Berry worked a fine quilt. There was something special about moving home and finding such a treasure in the closet to adorn my bed. It makes a home just a bit cozier to have tangible reminders of a faithful heritage.

Labels: beauty, everyday art

Praise the LORD, O my soul,
and forget not all his benefits-
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's.
psalm 103.2-5

Labels: beauty, truth

Bri and I went on a photography outing at Purgatory Creek in search of some fall foliage. Despite the fact that it is mid December, fall is just getting into full swing here in San Marcos. Enjoy a few glimpses of our expedition.
A photographer.
I absolutely love these berries. I don't actually know if they are berries, but I love them nonetheless.I find it interesting that nature offers beauty in death. We set out to find color and we found gray, yellow and evergreen. It wasn't what we expected, but it was a perfect morning. Hallelujah.

Labels: beauty, everyday art