It’s fun to celebrate accomplishments. People are made in the image of God, which means they are creative, productive, caring, and observant of everything which is going on around us.
Yesterday my husband and I took at walk in the Melbourne Mall. We weren’t exercising, though my arthritic hip joint felt every jarring step on those tiled floors. We weren’t shopping. We were going to see the artwork produced by Brevard County school children, and one in particular, our granddaughter Kaley’s piece chosen by the art teacher for display.
We saw three similar pencil sketches. The title was: The House Where No One Lives.” I’ve always thought empty houses look sad. They deserve vibrant families giving them meaning. These were obviously exercises in perspective, lots of straight lines, odd angles, as seen perhaps from a bird’s eye view. I haven’t talked to Kaley to understand how the lesson was presented. But this is what I observed from her “empty house” drawing.
She captured the angles and perspective a whole lot better than I could ever do. Her rooflines were parallel, her chimney was angled just right and one side was in shadow, her steps were just a little wonky, but let to the porch, also accurately presented with straight lines. But it was the details that I thought made her house look lonely.
Stuff was piled on the porch. Fruits and flowers in the trees were left, not used by the owner. But, she portrayed a place where the stucco was peeled away, obviously not maintained well, and in the corner of the front porch was a detail her grandma would notice first.
Kaley hates spiders. But in the corner of the front porch, she had a perfectly shaped web with a spider doing its thing.
I thought she captured the empty house in that little detail.
There’s a lesson here, I think. We live our lives, hoping to bring order out of chaos, looking for times when we can share our talents with others. Yes, there are little details that can derail us sometimes, but in the big picture, those little hurts, disappointments, and even the scary things are mere details which in the longterm, are mere little things.
How can we keep our day in perspective today and sow peace and grace, even if little things bring us moments of angst?
A career teacher, with forty years of teaching language arts/English, Betty Jackson enjoys wordsmithing, writing, and reading as a vocation and avocation.Retirement is her "age of frosting," a chance to pursue postponed hobbies with gusto. She especially sends kudos to the Space Coast Writers Guild members for their encouragement and advice. Her five books, It's a God Thing!, Job Loss: What's Next? A Step by Step Action Plan, and Bless You Bouquets: A Memoir, And God Chose Joseph: A Christmas Story, and Rocking Chair Porch: Summers at Grandma's are available at Amazon.com. Ms. Jackson is available to speak to local groups and to offer her books at discount for fundraising purposes at her discretion. She and her husband soon celebrate their 47th anniversary, and have lived in New York, New Jersey, Iowa, and now the paradise of Palm Bay, Florida. Their two grown children and daughter-in-love, all orchestra musicians, and our beautiful granddaughters Kaley and Emily live nearby. Hobbies, and probably future topics on her blog: gardening, symphonic music (especially supporting the Space Coast Symphony Orchestra as a volunteer and proud parent of a violinist, a cellist, and an oboist), singing, book clubs, and co-teaching a weekly small-group Bible study for seniors. She volunteers and substitute teaches at Covenant Christian School, and serves as a board member of the Best Yet Set senior group at church. Foundationally, she daily enjoys God's divine appointments called Godincidences, which show God's providence and loving kindness.