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31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 24

October 24, 2012 By Diana

Yesterday was an amazing day.
Startling, sometimes confusing,
interesting and humbling.
In the middle of this 31-day blogging craziness,
I put up this small post to tell you about an essay
I wrote over at A Deeper Church.
In that brief post, I also urged you to
read my friend Emily’s post in which
she asked some questions about the very
topic I was speaking about right next door to her.
The comment thread, especially on her essay,
was pretty overwhelming.

But here is what I feel about it,
late this night,
after spending about 14 of the last 36 hours
in the car, driving up and down this
magnificently beautiful state of ours:

I feel profoundly grateful.
And humble.
I would happily wash Emily’s feet,
and I believe she would do the same for me.
And that? THAT is a beautiful thing.

I slept last night in a retreat center in Burlingame, CA,
run by the Sisters of Mercy.
Our meeting room there contained about a dozen
magnificent prints by a Japanese artist from the 20th century
named Sadao Watanabe.
I tried to take photos of them all,
but a few of them showed too much reflection from
the hideous (why oh why??) florescent lighting.
These two, however, are perfect.

Two different interpretations

of the same seminal event

in the life and ministry of our Lord,

our Savior,

our Christ.

Jesus – the Son of God,

the Creator of the universe,

the only fully Human Being who ever walked

the dusty roads of this globe –

washing the feet of his disciples.

And then telling us to do the same for one another.

THIS is who we are, dear friends.

We are the ones who follow Jesus.

We are the ones who share in the bread and cup.

And we are the ones who wash one another’s feet.
Whether we agree with one another on every doctrine or not.
Whether we work at home or outside the home.
Whether we homeschool our kids or send them to school
Whether we even like each other or not!

We are the ones who wash each other’s feet.

And that –
because Jesus did it,
because Jesus
continues to do it through each of us –

that is BEAUTY.

Humbly joining with Michelle, Jen, Jennifer, Ann, Duane, and OF COURSE, Emily:

Filed Under: 31 Day Blogging Challenge, A Deeper Family, Beauty, Blogging, ministry, personal journey, Spiritual Formation

31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 6

October 7, 2012 By Diana

We went to a wedding today.

Being there required driving a long way,

climbing a mountain,

arriving in time to rest a bit

before the ceremony started,

being told the room would not be ready for at least 90 minutes,

sitting in the lobby with all our bags and hangers,

and then making a wonderful discovery:

We had been upgraded to a suite.

With TWO balconies.

And this is what we saw when we stood out there:

You know, we could have just stayed in our room

and enjoyed the view.

But we didn’t.

We got dressed,

we went to the lovely service.

And then, while everyone else

ate appetizers and had a few drinks on the lawn,

in the freezing* cold,

we invited Dick’s 90-year-old cousin

and the pastor’s wife to come back to

our suite

and rest a bit before dinner.

I uploaded pictures I’d taken

and listened in

as Dick brought out some old photos

and diaries he had brought,

in hopes that this very cousin would be here.

Can I just tell you how fun it was

to listen to them talk?

She is sharp as a tack,

has great vision,

and was able to identify a lot of mystery faces

in our old photos.

She thoroughly enjoyed the diary excerpts,

adding her own memories into the mix.

Harriet is very short,

very talkative,

and one of the kindest people I’ve ever met in my life.

I don’t imagine that very many people in her life have

ever told her she is beautiful.

But I’m here to tell you,

she was beautiful to us tonight.

She carries around with her

history.

Our history.

And stories of faith and commitment,

a vibrant testimony of God’s goodness over time.

I think maybe I want to be her when I grow up.

Only trouble is,

I’ll have to figure out a way to shrink

about a foot!

*Please bear in mind that I am a native Californian who has NEVER lived in a true winter climate. I’m guessing it was in the low 60’s. And in evening wear, without a wrap, that is freezing to us. Sorry. I know how wimpy that is. Nevertheless, it is fact, hard fact.

Filed Under: 31 Day Blogging Challenge, Blogging, family, Marriage, memoir

31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 5

October 6, 2012 By Diana

I saw dolphins today.*

It’s been a while since I’ve seen them.

I think they’ve been holding out on me,

to tell you the truth.

I don’t quite know why,

but dolphins speak to me of God.

They are graceful,

sleek,

thoroughly at home in their element,

playful,

communal,

intelligent, and

beautiful.

And seeing them always makes

my heart beat a little bit faster,

my breath draw in,

my eyes slow down to

find them in the water.

Today they were feeding.
A long school of fish trailed
just behind the buoy markers
as a friend and I ate lunch.

And two pair of dolphin
wove their way in and around
fish,
seaweed,
buoys,
lifting my heart
at the sight of them.

Sometimes I am surprised
by how much
a single glimpse
of something like
dolphins
can
make my day.

I only wish I’d had my camera.

*I spent way too much time today trying to track down a single photo of dolphins. I am SURE I have several – but could I find even ONE? No.

So, please use your imagination.
Sometimes that’s almost better, you know?

Filed Under: 31 Day Blogging Challenge, Blogging, God's gifts

31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 4

October 5, 2012 By Diana

I walk in the evenings.

I walk in circles,

eighty-five paces to be exact,

eighty-five paces around my driveway,

round and round I go.

I count in decades,

and reverse every ten,

until I get to thirty-six,

which equals one mile

and a half.

I walk fast most of the time,

fast enough so as not

to be able to sing.

But every ten rounds,

I slow it down for two.

I am old, you see.

And I got scary sick a couple of years ago.

I realized that to be well,

to be remotely close to well,

I needed to M-O-V-E.

So walking each day became

my place of commitment

to health.

And I began, very early on,

to connect one kind of health

with another.

My circle-walking became my

primary time of prayer

each day.

I walk out the door,

and I say,

“So Lord, whose face will you

bring to mind today?

How can I join with you in

the work of the kingdom tonight?”

And I say, “Thank you.”

Over and over again.

Thanks for the beauty of this place,

this home,

this town,

this part of the world.

These people I love,

this work I do,

this health I enjoy.

The green of the trees,

the pink light glinting on the

foothills,

the setting sun and the shadows

it creates.

And I breathe in the beauty.

I even force myself, from time to time,

to give thanks for these flowers.

These flowers that I do not like.

We have sixteen large bushes of these,

all down the fence at the side

and across the front of

our property.

Planted long ago by a previous

owner, I endure them.

When their whiteness glistens in

the sunlight,

I say thank you.

But it is always a hedged thanks.

A constrained,

reluctant

gratitude.

These flowers are poisonous you see.

Every bit of this bush is poison

to human creatures.

Scratches fester,

eyes itch,

and if you eat one?

An immediate trip the ER.

Somehow that knowledge makes

these beautiful things

far less beautiful to me.

And that is a good reminder,

especially as I jump into this

31-day-thing of celebrating beauty.

Not all that is beautiful is good for me.

And I need grace, wisdom,

and courage

to sort it out,

to be wise.

Because wisdom is beautiful too, don’t you think?

Filed Under: 31 Day Blogging Challenge, Blogging, God's gifts, personal journey

31 Days in which I Am Saved by Beauty – Day 3

October 4, 2012 By Diana

It is dark as I begin.

I am an owl, a night owl,

so this early morning darkness

feels strange to my skin.

Yet it invites discovery.

I sense a secret,

waiting to be unwrapped.

I gently close my lodge-room door,

walk down the lighted hallway,

the one on the outside

of the building,

searching the downward pathways,

the ones that take me past the art studio,

the gallery,

the large covered pergola,

the tennis courts.

I am hunting the jogging track.

One quarter mile,

circling through the brush,

winding a bit,

decorated with deer scat,

yet carefully tended and groomed.

Like everything else in this place,

a welcoming thing.

Slowly, the morning sun

makes itself known,

and as I reach the halfway

point of round four,

I stop for a moment

on a bench, perfectly placed.

And this is what I see.
The darkness is fully rent now,
no more flash required,
that flash on my small pocket camera,
the one that bounced back
at me,
reflecting only
trunks and branches.

Now I can see through them
to the river below,
almost out of sight,
down the grade.
The river that flows easily,
gracefully,
gently.
It does so in the light,
but also,
it does so in the dark.

In the feeble, clouded light of day,

I can see the path itself,

all of it –
the edges,
the surroundings,
the general direction of things.
And somehow,
it feels more real,
more solid,
more purposeful.

Yet nothing has changed.
The river,
the path,
the trees –
all of them are there
in the light and in the dark.

But sometimes it takes being in the dark
to fully appreciate the light.
Sometimes what seems hidden
in the dark
is not really hidden at all,
only veiled beauty, waiting
to shimmer in the light of day.

And sometimes we have to walk
the path when we’re not sure
where it is,
much less where it’s going.

Filed Under: 31 Day Blogging Challenge, Beauty, Blogging, Laity Lodge, personal journey, Spiritual Formation, Writing Retreats

31 Days In Which I am Saved by Beauty – Day 2

October 3, 2012 By Diana

The blessing of Moses over the land of Joseph:
“Blessed by GOD be his land:
The best fresh dew from high heaven,
and fountains springing from the depths;
The best radiance streaming from the sun
and the best the moon has to offer;
Beauty pouring off the tops of the mountains
and the best from the everlasting hills;
The best of Earth’s exuberant gifts,
the smile of the Burning-Bush Dweller.”
Deuteronomy 33:13-15 – The Message

Ah, this is a land blessed by God. The canyon edge

does not a mountain make. Still, it pours beauty.

Fountains spring up from the depths and a river is born.

From far below the ground, tumbling from a secret place,

a hidden lake makes the Frio flow.

Together, canyon and river, they wander these hills,

carving layers of pink and golden beige,

encouraging cactus, wildflower, scrub brush.

Standing on the edge, the sun sets behind you,

and history shines up, right into your lens.

You remember that eons flowed, suns rose and set,

the earth turned millions of times before you ever looked

through that viewfinder.

Strange comfort, this feeling. Maybe the beauty,

this shimmering, reflected glory,

speaks to the grandness of God,

the faithfulness of stone, the stability of water.

Maybe the whole idea of age is ludicrous

in such a setting. Three score and seven is a blink,

a sigh, a shift in the sandy soil at the bottom of

all

that

water.

Filed Under: 31 Day Blogging Challenge, Beauty, biblical reflection, Blogging, personal journey

31 Days in which. . . I Am Saved by Beauty

October 2, 2012 By Diana

At the end of it all, I am tired.

I am weary, to tell it true.

I wonder about so many things,

so many people,

so much pain,

confusion,

loss.

There are days when I am tempted

to lose heart.

To chuck it,

check out,

roll over and play dead.

And then . . .

I walk into a room

where I will be alone

for a few days.

And I sigh, deep.

I peer through the slats,

find greens and browns,

lines and curves,

light and shadow.

And I am stunned,

silent.

I hear water,

moving over rocks.

Smell rain,
coming in the back door,
blowing, dancing,
playing with the sky.

I find welcome,
tables spread with goodness,
candles lit,
napkins ready,
bread fresh-baked.

I find row upon row of hand-thrown mugs,
colors of earth and sky,
ready,
for the taking,
for the warming.

And the sighs keep coming.

One of my mother’s

greatest gifts to me —

the finding of beauty in both

the everyday gifts

and the

once-in-a-great-while ones.

Like simple wild roses,

and cerise beauty-berries,

exotic and unusual
to this California
grandmother.

Solid, old hymns,

and newly-minted words,

all of it gifted

with excellence

and joy.

There is deep thinking,

hard questioning,

good learning —

about our brains

and our words,

and our faithfulness

to the gifts

given us.

And there is the turning-around
closing service,
chairs facing out over the glory,
beholding the Glory.
Because this is the heart of it all.
When we’re weary,
when we’re frightened,
when we wonder where next
to put our feet,
this is how we find the way.

We hear the words,
we say the words,
we see the words,
and we meet the Word.
We take the Word,
we share the Word,
and we remember.
We re-member.
We find food for the journey,
rest for the weary,
and hope for the world.

Giving thanks this night for time at Laity Lodge, whose location, hospitality, beauty and generosity are not to be matched. We were led by brilliant and creative teachers – Professor, researcher and author Dr. John Medina; author and film critic Jeffrey Overstreet; publisher and editor, John Wilson; author and priest, Lauren Winner; Professor, poet and essayist Julia Kasdorf; musicians extraordinaire, Ashley Cleveland and Kenny Greenburg.

And with this post, beginning a 31 day exploration of a famous Tolstoy quote which has haunted me for the last three years, since it was given to me by my spiritual director as we began our time together. Somehow, these seven words (“The world will be saved through beauty.”) have spoken to deep places in me and I’d like to explore those a little, with photos, words, quotes, scripture, prayer. It’s not all mapped out, but I believe we’ll get there just the same. Kind of like life.

Joining with The Nester and the 1000 (YES, ONE THOUSAND other bloggers who have taken up the gauntlet and will write every day for the month of October. Go on over there and check it out if you don’t believe me.

And I cannot leave this particular post without saying specific words of thanksgiving for the people with whom I was privileged to live, eat, work, think, talk and worship this past weekend. Here are a few of them:

From left to right-Dena Dyer, Sheila Lagrand, Michelle DeRusha, Deidra Riggs, Nancy Owens Franson, Sandra Heska King, Amanda Johnston Hill, me. (with Shelly Miller and Marilyn Yocum at the table just behind this one.)

Shelly Miller of Redemption’s Beauty and Amanda Hill of Hill+Pen

Marcus Goodyear – our faithful Senior Editor at The High Calling

and his henchwoman, Deidra Riggs.

A whole bunch of The High Calling bloggers – we were about 1/3 of the total number of

participants in this magnificent weekend.

Megan Willome and Dena Dyer, former neighbors, native Texans,

brilliant writers, great people.

Cindee Snider Re (Breathe Deeply) and Marilyn Yocum, one from Wisconsin,

the other from Ohio,

fabulous human beings, creative lovers of beauty.

Amanda Hill, Shelly Miller, Michelle DeRusha (Graceful) and Sheila Seiler Lagrand (Godspotting). DO YOU SEE HOW BLESSED I AM?

IF YOU EVER HAVE AN OPPORTUNITY TO COME TO LAITY LODGE IN THE HILL COUNTRY OF TEXAS,

MAKE EVERY EFFORT TO GET YOURSELVES THERE.

IT’S NOT EASY, BUT IT IS SO, SO GOOD.

THEY OFFER A WIDE VARIETY OF RETREAT EXPERIENCES THROUGHOUT THE YEAR.

YOU CAN CHECK IT OUT

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Sharing with Michelle, Ann, Jen, Laura Boggess & LL Barkat tonight:

Filed Under: 31 Day Blogging Challenge, Beauty, Blogging, God's gifts, Laity Lodge, personal journey, Photo Essay, Writing Retreats

5-Minute Friday: GRASP – A Photo Essay

September 28, 2012 By Diana

I am sitting on a porch, in a beautiful wooden rocking chair, overlooking the Frio River in the Hill Country of Texas. Gathered at a Writers’ Retreat are about 70 people, here to learn more about the creative process, to eat well, watch a little rain fall onto a drought-prone stretch of chapparal, and to marvel at the goodness of God. I am at Laity Lodge for the second year in a row, delighted to be among such good company, with time to laugh, converse, think–even to write. So, this week’s 5-Minute Friday will look a little different than most. I’ll write first and then give you a

brief photographic overview of our trip out to the canyon yesterday.

Please come on over to Lisa-Jo’s fine blog, where over 200 folks join in the party each and every week. We are to write for 5 minutes, no editing, no over-thinking -just whatever comes out of our fingertips. It’s great fun and often more than a little revealing.

GO:

It’s hard to get from Santa Barbara CA to San Antonio TX.

It requires an overnight stay near LAX,

getting up at 3:45 a.m.,

going through airport security before one is fully conscious,

flying one hour to Phoenix,

walking miles through the airport to another terminal

to board another plane for 2 hours to your final destination.

Then you wait for your van-load of compatriots,

some of whom you actually might recognize,

and drive for 2 hours away from civilization

to this amazing place.

I’ve been here once before,

so I know what to expect.

It’s an enriching, challenging,

welcoming experience to land in this space.

And I cannot quite grasp the words to say why.

We’re singing with a a grammy-winning worship leader,,

listening to a PhD in neuro-biology tag-teaming with

a film critic, learning how to write a good sentence

from an award-winning author

and just sort of spreading out on the inside of our souls.

Funny stories, serious questions, shared struggles –

all of it makes for an enriching, encouraging experience.

There is freedom in this place,

there is welcome.

There is beauty, silence, companionship when desired.

And there is a sense of God’s smile everywhere you look.

I sat on a bench by a jogging trail early this morning

and just listened for about 5 minutes.

Do you know what I hear?

Nothing.

Only a far away bird song.

THAT’s what this place provides that

so few places on this earth can –

the sound of good silence.

STOP

Driving away from the airport.

The contrast of brilliant light and pouring rain off in the distance seen 360 degrees around in Texas.

What you might expect to find in Texas actually can be found in Texas.

Something about these mailboxes seems representative of the wide open spaces and ranch land of this part of the world.

Turning off the highway to the dirt road leading down to the HEB Foundation Camps.

A lovely harbinger of good things ahead.

Reaching the river road that leads to Laity Lodge

This is the only way in and it’s remarkable.

The rainbow almost spanning the canyon carved by the Frio.

Looking out over the Frio right after our arrival at about 6 last night.

Hopeful reflections of beauty to come. Thank you, Lord.

Filed Under: 5 Minute Friday, Blogging, community, personal journey, Photo Essay, Writing, Writing Retreats

Psssst. . . A Sneak Peek at Something Grand!

September 17, 2012 By Diana

Have you ever had a dream?

A crazy, wild, hold-your-breath,

jump-off-a-cliff,

and-hope-and-pray-for-the-best

kind of dream?

One that you’re pretty sure came from God,

but sorta scares you to death?

My friend Deidra Riggs had exactly that

kind of dream . . .

and she is doing something about it.

Beginning October 1st,

Early-Bird registration will open

for a wonderfully-wild-and-wooly retreat designed

to encourage women of faith in the blogging world.

It will be held April 19-21, 2013 just outside of Omaha, Nebraska

This picture header from the new retreat website

doesn’t really fit on my blog page,

but I think it will give you an idea of some of the folks

who are going to be there.

And they’re going to be there in order

to encourage all who come to dream big dreams.

If you’d like to take a peek at the website (currently under construction), just click on this sentence and head on over to look around!

As the website nears completion, here are some important details to keep in mind as you think and pray about attending. Details like – dates, cost, and a peek at the retreat center. Clicking on that sentence up there will let you read about the speakers/leaders and the Big Dream ideas that will be the thematic thread of our time together. I am excited! And I’m honored to be there as a Pastor-in-Residence. Any opportunity to become Real Life Community is a gift. And this one is a doozy.

Early bird registration will begin October 1 and run through October 6.
The retreat will take place April 19-21, 2013.
Early bird tickets will be $249 and will include a retreat pass, two nights lodging, and five meals.
Regular price tickets (purchased after October 6) will be $299.
A day pass will also be available for those who may live nearby and choose not to stay at the retreat center. The cost for a day pass is $99 (early bird) and $139 (regular price) and will include lunch and dinner on Saturday.
Ashland, NE is a 30-minute drive from the Omaha airport. We will provide a shuttle from the airport to the retreat center.
The retreat will be held at the Carol Joy Holling Conference and Retreat Center. Here’s a link: http://www.cjhcenter.org/the-sjogren-center
Optional “Be Brave” activities will include the ropes course and zip line, under the supervision and direction of Retreat Center staff members. Participants can add this activity as one of their breakout sessions for an additional $10.
The event is designed to be casual, cozy, and small — we’re planning for about 60 overnight participants, with a possibility of up to 100 total (including those who choose a day pass)