In One Thousand Gifts, Ann Voskamp, writes: It takes a full 20 minutes after your stomach is full for your brain to register satiation. How long does it take your soul to realize that your life is full? The slower the living, the greater the sense of fullness and satisfaction.
How will I know when my life is full? When everything is Ok? But what is Ok?
Maybe it’s all Ok now. Perhaps everything is perfectly full just as it was meant to be in this moment.
Yes — my soul is beginning to sense what has always been true. My life IS full!
But the beautiful thing about God is His promise to overflow. The expands my capacity of fullness until it is even more full.
There is no end to the fullness of God.
I don’t remember who spotted it first. It feels like we all gasped at the same time. After driving most of the way through fog, rain, and clouds, a glorious rainbow spread across the valley. An amazing display right there on the side of the Interstate.
Bold. Rich. Color.
It seemed to follow us at 70mph. EVEN TO THE SIDE OF THE HILL! I saw a rainbow in a way I never before imaged – against the trees. Translucent red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet with the fall trees behind. I watched in wonder until it passed.
And I am grateful that God shows up in color. Even in the rain.
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Over the last several weeks, I have had the total pleasure of being a student in Superhero Photo class — an online course not just about the techniques of photography, but the bigger view of actually SEEING photo opportunities. Even, and maybe even ESPECIALLY, when they just seem like super ordinary, non-photo-worthy thing. (See my Flickr feed.)
One of my favorite parts of the class is the weekly Treasure Hunt, which really trained me to look for opportunity to see beauty all over the place — and in places I have looked at, but not seen, before. Several weeks ago, in a lesson on Beauty in the Ordinary, one of our Treasure Hunt items was discarded furniture. Our instructor, Andrea Scher, showed amazing photos of old mattresses against graffiti walls and an abandoned couch that looked like it was dropped right on a photo set for the perfect shot.
So I looked. I swear I did. I even had Christian looking. We’d scour the country roads looking for something on the side of the street. We even pass the waste transfer station everyday. But nothing. And I kind of forgot about it.
Then last Thursday, I cut through a regular Fayetteville neighborhood as a shortcut to avoid some traffic. And there it was.
Such a funny thing to get giddy about. But I had found it.
I was so excited by this silly story that I shared it with a friend that morning. Which led to a talk about the photography class. Which led to a call to her photography friend. Which turned out to be EXACTLY the inspiration he needed for a project. Inspiration actually, that HE didn’t know he was looking for in quite that way, but I could hear in his voice that it was a BIG piece of the puzzle God was shaping for him. And I was blessed to be a part.
Some say God works in mysterious ways. I guess sometimes it feels like that from our point of view. But sometimes he works through Old Red Couches — and THAT is just about one of the coolest things I can imagine. Our creative and wonderful God.
I was humbled by a homeless man this afternoon. Often, as I exit the highway towards home, there is someone with a sign near the off-ramp stoplight. Usually, quite honestly, I don’t have anything to give. Today, however, I remembered the 2 bananas on the seat next to me and rolled down my window. As I handed them to this bearded stranger, he spotted Christian in the back seat and said, “Now I’m not taking these away from your boy, am I?” Wow. The man with literally nothing cared more for my child, whom he’d never met, than he did for himself. My tears flowed then. Now, again.
When I assured him that Christian was fine, and we wanted him to have the bananas, he thanked me graciously. As we pulled away, I spotted him in the rearview mirror carefully save one banana for later and hungrily pull back the peel on the other.
And it wasn’t until later I really caught the greater story of what had happened. I had 2 bananas in my car today because that’s what I took for lunch. But I didn’t need lunch because someone gave ME a lunch by bringing pancake plates to the office from a local fundraiser. As I had received, I was able to give.
I guess that’s been the theme of my day. My Five-Minute Friday exercise this morning was on the topic of CATCH. After logging my own time, I read the other reports of 5-minutes of glory from my fellow bloggers. (You’ll love them, too. Check out their work on this site.) Through an email conversation with a friend, “catching” came up again. And then the banana experience. I keep coming back to this beautiful circle of life.
- I can only catch when my hands are empty. Sometimes I freely drop the old and anxiously anticipate the new. Mostly though I cling to my tiny fragment of what seems like treasure, unable to loosen my grip and receive the next gift.
- I can’t pass on anything I haven’t caught. I want people to know how awesome they are in God’s eyes. I need to claim that for myself. I want Moms to embrace their imperfect parenting as Ok. Let me have some of that. I want to be beauty. I need to see beauty.
- When I catch, it’s not to keep, but to throw on. “A candle loses nothing by lighting another flame.” I MUST share what I have learned from the Lord. Where I have been encouraged, I MUST encourage. Where I have been blessed, I MUST bless.
Where God has captured my heart, I MUST help others catch him, too.
I certainly have not had the chance to read all of the entries at Five-Minute Friday, but here are a few of the CATCH bloggers that really spoke to my heart. I pray they catch you in your soul, too.