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Montana girl with a dream and love for this life. Currently in Italy, trying to sort out what I want in life and finding out what God has for me in life. Learning to be willing and open to anything He may desire.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

RE: Afraid? Of What?



Okay so this goes out in respose to His Handmaiden's post. . . . it doesn't go along exactly with the post. . .but the title to this poem is the same as her post so it brought it too mind so I thought I'd share it . . .because I found it in Jesus Freaks it has everything to do with persecution of Christians and was written by a friend of a martyr. The martyr's name was Jack Vinson and his story is very short so I will share it as well

The bandit told the missionary,
"I'm going to kill you. Aren't you afraid?"


Jack Vinson replied simply,
"Kill me if you wish. I will go straight to God."

E.H Hamilton wrote the following poem after his friend was killed in 1931 in China

Afraid? Of What?
To feel the spirit's glad release?
To pass from pain to perfect peace?
The strife and strain of life to cease?
Afraid-of that?
Afraid? Of what?
Afraid to see the Savior's face
To hear His welcome and to trace
The glory gleam from wounds of grace?
Afraid- of that?
Afraid? Of what?

A flash, a crash, a pierced heart;
Darkness, light, O Heaven's art!
A wound of His a counterpart!
Afraid- of that?
Afraid? Of what?
To do by death what life could not-
Baptize with blood a stony plot,
Till souls shall blossom from the spot?
Afraid-- Of that?



Jehovah is my light and my salvation; Whom shall I fear? Jehovah is the strength of my life; Of whom shall I be afraid?
~Psalm 27:1~

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Artistic Ventures of 2009 (thus far :-)

Sorry I have been so remiss in my posting as of late. Here is my latest play in the artistic world. . . it's a twist on photography. While I love natural photography. . . I also love photoediting and making it uniquely my own. This photo actually started out as a blurry mis-take. .. but I loved the moment so I thought I'd try to salvage it and came out with something that I like even better than the originals of that day that turned out in focus.


I've also been playing with some of Jeff and Natasha's wedding photos shown below. . . trying to blur the background so the focus is completely on the people.




Also here is my latest poem . .. in it's rough form. . .I haven't polished it up any, but not sure that I want to yet. . . giving it time to rattle around in my head before I call it finished ;-)

Will You Forget Always?

Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
That day that you looked up and your eyes met his
And you knew that you would be his forever
As you said those vows, your heart beating rapidly
With a love that couldn’t be contained
A tear fell from your eye but he caught it
Promising to cherish you always.

Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
That day you looked down into a small face
That mirrored yours. . . and hers.
Love bloomed so quickly in your heart
And in hers for this small one entrusted to you both
She took your hand in hers and whispered that she’d
Be there for you and this new little one too always.

Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
That day you said goodbye to your father
But who was there but him to hold you
As life hurt too badly to look forward or back
Once again he took you is his arms and
Brushed the tears that fall silently from your eyes
Letting you know that he’ll be there always.

Now this day you seem to have forgotten all the times
You were there for each other when the world walked away
Why would you choose the world over that?
I wish you would remember the days that
You smiled in secret cause no one else understood and
When the smallest touch sent a thrill straight to your heart
You’re perfect together. . . can you just remember that always?

I hope you all enjoy these artistic ventures as much as I did while coming into this new year though I can hardly believe 2009 is actually here. Hopefully it will be a great year! One filled with endless new possibilities.