Finally Finished

This past week I finally finished and delivered the “Pi-cat-so” for someone who loved her rescue tabby cat. 

finished

the Original

finished

Picatso!

She liked it! 

delivered

Mission accomplished while listening to another good book, Madison Park: A Place of Hope. 

If The Heaven and Earth and Earth Grocery Store [a former Libby selection] was a novel of good people trying their best in hard times, to help a young man have a chance, Madison Park is memoir of a young man whose impressive achievements are rooted in real people doing the right thing, in the right spirit for the right reasons. Both the novel and the memoir create hope.  

In between I finished Susan Cheever’s bio of Louisa May Alcott — which is well-done. The author was able to describe all kinds of philosophies that shaped the 19th century —and 20th  —for novices like me. When I finished, I was edified; not very hopeful.

Not Finished  —Painting 

A few folks have asked if I could try my hand at some paintings they would like — based on other paintings I have shown them. (You should be and Artist)

That’s very satisfying — to make something someone wants —especially when so much is unraveling — imploding and exploding: 

Doing and making are acts of hope, and as that hope grows, we stop feeling overwhelmed by the troubles of the world. (Sister Corita Kent)

Or Praying

As wars and rumors of wars swirl; as our country struggles, beloved family and friends can’t catch a break, and the church mourns, I believe God, is on duty, answering the prayers  I don’t have words for . . . helping in ways I can’t imagine . . . in His time.

delivered

 I am camping on Psalm 138 – A psalm of David. (NLT)

I give you thanks, O Lord, with all my heart;
I will sing your praises before the gods.

I bow before your holy Temple as I worship.
I praise your name for your unfailing love and faithfulness;
for your promises are backed
by all the honor of your name.

As soon as I pray, you answer me;
you encourage me by giving me strength.

Every king in all the earth will thank you, Lord,
for all of them will hear your words.

Yes, they will sing about the Lord’s ways,
for the glory of the Lord is very great.

Though the Lord is great, he cares for the humble,
but he keeps his distance from the proud.

Though I am surrounded by troubles,
you will protect me from the anger of my enemies.
You reach out your hand,
and the power of your right hand saves me.

The Lord will work out his plans for my life—
for your faithful love, O Lord, endures forever.
Don’t abandon me, for you made me.

And I put in the names of all I love who are surrounded by trouble . . . believing that God will protect thee and me from the very real enemies surrounding us all. 

Declaring my faith that the Lord will work out his plans for our lives, I plead with Him not to abandon us, the work of His hands —

people we know

[A]nd now I might
As happy be as earth is beautiful…
~Edward Thomas (1878-1917), “October”

 

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