LIBERATED
Michelangelo saw the task of the sculptor as that of freeing figures from their marble prisons. In each block of stone, he saw some “person” then chipped away until that form emerged. Sometimes he failed, as with St. Matthew. This famous statue is only half-finished because Michelangelo could not get the stone to release the figure of the brilliant apostle.
Paul saw God as the Sculptor Who frees men from the prison of their carnal nature. He wrote to the Philippians that God was doing a great work in and on their lives and encouraged them to have confidence in His work. He assured the new believers that God is perfectly capable of “finishing” us as He desires, for His (and our) greatest good. This Master Sculptor never gives up, and no prison is too strong for His skilled eye and learned hand.
In yielding ourselves to the direction of the Master, we are being filled with the fruits of righteousness which are by Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God (Philippians 1:11). All believers should remember that today’s bumps and bruises may merely be the Master chiseling, working away at our lives until we are conformed to the image of His Son. Thus we relax, even though the chisel may bite, for we know His work is sure and the result well worth the moment’s inconvenience.
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God picks up the reed-flute world and blows.
Each note is a need coming through one of us,
a passion, a longing-pain.
Remember the lips
where the wind-breath originated,
and let your note be clear.
Don’t try to end it.
Be your note.
I’ll show you how it’s enough.
Go up on the roof at night
in this city of the soul.
Let everyone climb on their roofs
and sing their notes!
Sing loud!
(Source: spiritualinspiration)
My soul yearns
What is it for
such an aching, burning desire
for something
deep, penetrating beauty
that every pore exclaims
my heart burns like
fire in my chest
to run
to scream
to dance in the light
with beauty incomprehensible
i want to touch it
i want to consume it
i want to be united
until i must only exhale
and out it comes
it is alive now
chill bumps, and this
creature explodes from within me
this creature that is beauty
lives within my chest
beating at the door
pleading to be released
i am not living without it
when it is not there
i only scrape
to find it
anywhere. EVERYWHERE
where did it go
i want it back
that creature in my chest
the creature that is beauty
beauty living in me
in my chest
Will Your grace run out, if I let You down?
‘Cause all I know is how to run.
…all sons and daughters
the burnin in my chest
- See and love beauty. In everything. But especially in creation.
- Be optimistic. Don’t complain, but see the wonderful things above the ugly things. Because there are always both.
- Live in the moment. Be here now. Wherever you are, be all there.
- Be and live healthy. Pursue health.
- Play in the rain. It feels good to be wet.
- The world is fascinating. Even the gross or ugly or scary things.
- See God in all things.
- Look for the best in people. See the beauty in everyone. Enjoy them for exactly who they are.
- Dance like no one is watching.
- Dream.
- It is more blessed to give than to receive.
- Worship.
- It’s okay to be you.
- Psalm 139
- Rest.
- Don’t show all your pearls at once.
- Darkness can never drive out darkness. Only light can do that. Hate can never drive out hate. Only love can do that. Overcome evil with good.
- Blend, but not completely.
- The world is a playground.
- Write down your ideas.
- Have fun with irritating circumstances. Don’t sweat the small stuff.
- Work for a cause, not for applause. Live to express, not to impress. Don’t strive to make your presence noticed, just make your absence felt.
- God loves everyone the same and made them just the way they are.
- Words hurt.
- Forgive. Grudges only hurt you.
- Feel things. Most of them feel good. And the others show you just how good the good things feel.
- Learn from those you least expect to.
- Understanding is a kind of ecstasy. Learn.

