Thursday, March 10, 2011

A Season for Change





We're all longing for summer and warmer weather. Just four days ago I drove through a foot of snow in my driveway.  As I write this, most of the snow has melted and the rain and wind are pounding against the house relentlessly. Many people are facing an oncoming flood. We live in uncertain times.

 Living on a hill leaves us vulnerable to the wind.  But that same wind that we try to escape in the winter will be pleasant on a hot summer day.

If we don't experience the rain how can we fully enjoy the sunshine? If we don't walk through the valleys of life, then how can we fully know the excitement of a mountain top experience. To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.






Our house in fall. 



I love living in Pennsylvania where the seasons are all so different. Fall is by far my favorite time of the year. On a clear day the sky seems so much bluer than any other season. My theory from an artist's perspective is this; every color has an opposite which compliments it. The opposite of blue is orange. When the trees turn orange the sky looks bluer. Now, that was just one observation that gives evidence of an awesome Creator. Evidence of God is everywhere if we take the time to look around us. Especially when the seasons change.






A photo by my cousin Sherri Geisinger who has spent
many summers with Grandma on The Golden Hill.





Found this little guy in the Spring right after I did some planting in my flower beds.


In just a few weeks we'll begin to see the miracle of new life, and once again we'll be forced to acknowledge God's handiwork. As we grow closer to Easter, lets grow closer to the reason we celebrate Easter. Jesus Christ gave his life on a cross for the sins of the world so that we can all have eternal life. Only one life will soon be past, but what we do on this earth that has eternal value is something no one can ever take from us. Our talents and our possessions are not ours. They've been lent to us by God to be used for His glory.

What has God blessed you with? Take a piece of paper and begin writing down all your blessings. Begin with your next breath, yes even that is a gift from God. Whenever I'm feeling down I open my Bible and pull out my list of blessings and force myself to add to my list. Each time I do, I come away with a changed heart, a heart full of gratitude.


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Jesus said, "Let the little children come unto me and forbid them not, for of such is the kingdom of God. Truly I say unto you whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child shall not enter into it." My portrayal of Christ with his eyes closed is to represent his human nature.  He was fully man and yet fully God. I wanted to show Christ enjoying this precious moment with the children. They always wanted to be near him. He knew that in a while he would give his life as a ransom for many.  If you haven't accepted God's gift with a child-like faith, why not make this Easter a time to accept Jesus Christ as your personal Lord and Saviour.
It's the greatest gift you'll ever receive. 

5 comments:

Patti said...

Beautiful words...thank you for sharing this...I will add you as my friend to my list of blessings.

~~Patti~~

mom said...

If those walls could talk, they would say, "I am glad you are here to carry on the godly heritage that dwelt in this house since 1901." Five generations in one house doesn't happen too often. Keep on keepin' on.

Happy Little Trees Studio said...

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Tom Osenbach said...

God does indeed have an amazing pallet. Like you, I enjoy the fall, particulary October's light. We have an ancient hickory tree on our property. On a clear October day the sunlight strikes the yellow leaves of that old tree and it seems to set those leaves on fire with an almost holy light. So glad that you are able to live in a homestead that has so much personal history.

Deanna Wiseman said...

Thanks for sharing your reflections. You're such a poetic person. I always enjoy your posts.