PREFACE
For the longest time I have told myself that I was going to write a book called
"God speaks through GOOGLE", since I have recently embraced the fact that I have too short of an attention span to write a memoir of my revelations, I will attempt to insert what is the most obvious proof of God's living breath in my personal reality.
EAGLE
You see, God really does speak through GOOGLE. Let me explain- the first time I had this experience I was twenty-three. I was a newly-wed who had just moved away from everything I knew to a small mountain town. We lived on a very solemn ranch nestled on five hundred acres with views that would knock the wind out of you. Naturally, I had a lot of time to reflect. One way that I really connect with Creator God is to create through painting. I had been particularly depressed one afternoon, and as we all know, most artists create their best stuff while under the influence of gloom and doom. I decided to go to God in prayer with my heavy heart and my paintbrush and co-create; meaning that I paint while in a state of prayer and mediation and allow any and everything to come out on canvas.When I am finished I try to reflect on what showed up on the canvas and ask God what it means. With this particular painting I began to see an eagle form. I found this very intriguing as I typically don't paint animals; it reminds me too much of when all girls turn age nine and learn to draw their first horse and at that an eagle is way to patriotic for my mover and shaker type of personality. Nevertheless, there the bald eagle was staring me in the face. The next morning I discussed the painting with a women who I felt to be very spiritual. As I was explaining how curious it was that the eagle showed up, she began to describe a very natural biological process that eagles go through. During some point of every eagle's life, the go through a time of waiting where they don't fly. They lose most of their feathers only to grow more substantial ones. Growing up I had to memorize bible verses, so the verse in Isaiah 40:31 came to mind; it reads "But those who wait on the Lord will find their strentgh renewed. They will rise on wings of eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not grow weak." I began to understand that for this period of my life, and until I actually physically observed a eagle myself that I would be in a period of waiting with the hope that I would soar at greater heights because of it.Here's where GOOGLE comes in. I decided to search for "eagle" to see what else I would gather. Everything within the top five suggested the same theme. So I waited, and waited, and waited. I kept looking everywhere for eagles. When Spring came the local newspaper had an eagle on the front page. I was taken away by the article which had told of the recent migration of an eagle that had returned to our little town. I determined that this might be my time to actually see an eagle, so I took note of the location and drove with my husband to take a peek. To my surprise I wasn't all that emotional when I saw the eagle. I had envisioned that moment as a frame in a movie; you know the one where father and son have been separated for many years and upon homecoming , with open arms and shirt drenching tears? Well, not the case for me. I guessed that was the end of it, although the "it" was still a mystery to me. Two weeks later in the same newspaper, right dead front and center reads the title "Year of the eagle in Glen wood Springs". Here's where the movie frame plays out. I had goosebumps in places that I never knew that I could get goosebumps. That very eagle I saw two weeks ago had babies. The article talked of how rare this was, and that it hasn't happened in umpteen years. Holy shit, right? I mean here I was with this painting, a childhood bible verse, and a hunch from GOOGLE that I was to wait. Turns out to not be quite a hunch after all. You may be asking yourself; "Well, what was she waiting for?". I think that I am constantly waiting. The waiting is a very real theme in my life that frustrates the hell out of me. But I think the real key is that I wait upon the Lord as my life unfolds, and as I do this I am more peaceful and energized, as opposed to my natural, anxious, high stung self. So there you have it.
The Lotus-
The story of the Lotus also involve God speaking through GOOGLE. recognizant of the way the eagle story unfolds, I decided to co create and let whatever comes out on the canvas speak to me. In this particular painting I had painted two flowers, one I knew was a magnolia; which is a whole different story, and the other I was unsure of.It was held in the hand of what I knew to be a god-like figure. I showed my mentor the painting and she asked if the other flower was a lotus, and I said yes. The lotus in my painting haunted me like an ingrown hair. I simply had to find it's orgin. I decided to give GOOGLE a try again and see what it had to offer. Maybe God would speak like the last time. I clicked on the first link, after all, if God was going to speak it had to be in the most closely related search. The first link told of what a mystic flower the lotus is. It is the only flower that blooms and bears fruit at the same time. It rises out of the muddy waters to display a magnificent bloom. It went on the say that in ancient Egypt most artefactual images depict that hand of God holding out the lotus as an offering. There it happened again, my very painting had a lotus in the hand of God. I started sobbing. This very voice of God,this offering of rising up out of the mud was a very disctint message of hope for my life. I NEEDED to hear that message at that very point in my life. Personally,I was right in the middle of a trainwreck that I created. Like a the bottom of a pond, I felt like scum. Through cocreating, and Google, this lotus began to direct m journey breaking through the sludge, only to blossom, and bear fruit as the beautiful individual that I am.
Etc.
And there is so much more. There is the time in my life when oddly enough beetles kept landing on me, when I googled "beetle" the links talked of how fascinating their shells are, that they provide protection from unforeseen enemies.Just as I was being protected from all that I feared by my loving God. Or the time I painted a dream I had where the holy spirit and I were looking eye to eye with a blue energy ring in between us, only to Google that image and find a woman outside of a church with a blue energy circle around her. I think of how truly awesome it is that we have a living God that speaks today. To some it is through physical activity, to tothers through the face of a child, and to me through GOOGLE. AMEN.
For the longest time I have told myself that I was going to write a book called
"God speaks through GOOGLE", since I have recently embraced the fact that I have too short of an attention span to write a memoir of my revelations, I will attempt to insert what is the most obvious proof of God's living breath in my personal reality.
EAGLE
You see, God really does speak through GOOGLE. Let me explain- the first time I had this experience I was twenty-three. I was a newly-wed who had just moved away from everything I knew to a small mountain town. We lived on a very solemn ranch nestled on five hundred acres with views that would knock the wind out of you. Naturally, I had a lot of time to reflect. One way that I really connect with Creator God is to create through painting. I had been particularly depressed one afternoon, and as we all know, most artists create their best stuff while under the influence of gloom and doom. I decided to go to God in prayer with my heavy heart and my paintbrush and co-create; meaning that I paint while in a state of prayer and mediation and allow any and everything to come out on canvas.When I am finished I try to reflect on what showed up on the canvas and ask God what it means. With this particular painting I began to see an eagle form. I found this very intriguing as I typically don't paint animals; it reminds me too much of when all girls turn age nine and learn to draw their first horse and at that an eagle is way to patriotic for my mover and shaker type of personality. Nevertheless, there the bald eagle was staring me in the face. The next morning I discussed the painting with a women who I felt to be very spiritual. As I was explaining how curious it was that the eagle showed up, she began to describe a very natural biological process that eagles go through. During some point of every eagle's life, the go through a time of waiting where they don't fly. They lose most of their feathers only to grow more substantial ones. Growing up I had to memorize bible verses, so the verse in Isaiah 40:31 came to mind; it reads "But those who wait on the Lord will find their strentgh renewed. They will rise on wings of eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not grow weak." I began to understand that for this period of my life, and until I actually physically observed a eagle myself that I would be in a period of waiting with the hope that I would soar at greater heights because of it.Here's where GOOGLE comes in. I decided to search for "eagle" to see what else I would gather. Everything within the top five suggested the same theme. So I waited, and waited, and waited. I kept looking everywhere for eagles. When Spring came the local newspaper had an eagle on the front page. I was taken away by the article which had told of the recent migration of an eagle that had returned to our little town. I determined that this might be my time to actually see an eagle, so I took note of the location and drove with my husband to take a peek. To my surprise I wasn't all that emotional when I saw the eagle. I had envisioned that moment as a frame in a movie; you know the one where father and son have been separated for many years and upon homecoming , with open arms and shirt drenching tears? Well, not the case for me. I guessed that was the end of it, although the "it" was still a mystery to me. Two weeks later in the same newspaper, right dead front and center reads the title "Year of the eagle in Glen wood Springs". Here's where the movie frame plays out. I had goosebumps in places that I never knew that I could get goosebumps. That very eagle I saw two weeks ago had babies. The article talked of how rare this was, and that it hasn't happened in umpteen years. Holy shit, right? I mean here I was with this painting, a childhood bible verse, and a hunch from GOOGLE that I was to wait. Turns out to not be quite a hunch after all. You may be asking yourself; "Well, what was she waiting for?". I think that I am constantly waiting. The waiting is a very real theme in my life that frustrates the hell out of me. But I think the real key is that I wait upon the Lord as my life unfolds, and as I do this I am more peaceful and energized, as opposed to my natural, anxious, high stung self. So there you have it.
The Lotus-
The story of the Lotus also involve God speaking through GOOGLE. recognizant of the way the eagle story unfolds, I decided to co create and let whatever comes out on the canvas speak to me. In this particular painting I had painted two flowers, one I knew was a magnolia; which is a whole different story, and the other I was unsure of.It was held in the hand of what I knew to be a god-like figure. I showed my mentor the painting and she asked if the other flower was a lotus, and I said yes. The lotus in my painting haunted me like an ingrown hair. I simply had to find it's orgin. I decided to give GOOGLE a try again and see what it had to offer. Maybe God would speak like the last time. I clicked on the first link, after all, if God was going to speak it had to be in the most closely related search. The first link told of what a mystic flower the lotus is. It is the only flower that blooms and bears fruit at the same time. It rises out of the muddy waters to display a magnificent bloom. It went on the say that in ancient Egypt most artefactual images depict that hand of God holding out the lotus as an offering. There it happened again, my very painting had a lotus in the hand of God. I started sobbing. This very voice of God,this offering of rising up out of the mud was a very disctint message of hope for my life. I NEEDED to hear that message at that very point in my life. Personally,I was right in the middle of a trainwreck that I created. Like a the bottom of a pond, I felt like scum. Through cocreating, and Google, this lotus began to direct m journey breaking through the sludge, only to blossom, and bear fruit as the beautiful individual that I am.
Etc.
And there is so much more. There is the time in my life when oddly enough beetles kept landing on me, when I googled "beetle" the links talked of how fascinating their shells are, that they provide protection from unforeseen enemies.Just as I was being protected from all that I feared by my loving God. Or the time I painted a dream I had where the holy spirit and I were looking eye to eye with a blue energy ring in between us, only to Google that image and find a woman outside of a church with a blue energy circle around her. I think of how truly awesome it is that we have a living God that speaks today. To some it is through physical activity, to tothers through the face of a child, and to me through GOOGLE. AMEN.
this picture is a result of searching on google image "eagle" and I came accross this perfect blend of my themes
3 comments:
I LOVE it!!! you are such an amazing women linds...I love you so much!!
Wow...this blog was amazing and I so needed to read it. It also makes me remember why I loved having you around at CCU....you have an amazing way of finding the nuggets of gold in life.
Hi, I like your Blog, and your writing, and I am the photographer that took the picture you have, the black and white with the old power hook-up and weather stained old wood siding.
My name is Patrick Scott Vickers, and that photograph was taken in Eupora, MS, sometime 19 1994 or so.
I am very honored that you would choose to show my photograph on your Blog, and I was wondering if you might consider putting a little note somewhere on your Blog saying that I am its creator.
If you don't feel like it, I understand, if you do, that would be great.
I'm not sure how you came across the picture, but it was originally posted on my own Blog
www.scotrick.com/wordpress/
Where I put my photos and poems and various fiction writing.
If you want to see some of pictures of people, you can simply check out the gallery at www.scotrick.com
If you would like to email me:
vickersps @ vcu.edu of course, remove the spaces.
I hope you keep writing, it is very inspirational, and thanks again for choosing my picture to adorn your space.
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