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Friday, September 28, 2012
The flood
I have nagged and nagged my husband for years to help me get the clutter and the dog pee out of the basement, the basement that is my office, and my home of 37000 books or more. So, on Friday, the basement flooded because of totally saturated ground and constant rain that still has not abated. Gone is the carpet - an answer to prayer, and my husbands old big screen tv, which my husband placed in my office. And the extra books in the boxes along the wall where the water leaked in - a part of the project I had of giving away or selling a third of my books in every category in order to get rid of clutter and promote peace of mind.
I felt overwhelmed and despairing when facing the flooding alone, without my husband who was out of town at work for a week. I had to learn how to install a sump pump, and to work quickly to salvage what I could on the bottom shelves. But the humidity was so high all the books were warping and buckling. Oddly enough, what I first wanted to save were my art pieces and my photos. Understanding what was truly important in my life. I don't want to read many of the novels anymore, since I listen to most of them on Audible digital downloads and didn't want the writing reference or art books, because I spend my time writing and doing art rather than reading about it. Just like I pray instead of reading about prayer anymore, and read the Bible rather than reading the commentaries about the Bible. Try to live out the scripture, rather than reading about the scriptures from other people's experiences of living them out.
But I get distracted while I work, so many of the books are old friends, comforting as meeting up with a friend for coffee and a good long talk. I love them as much as I love my family.
Others are in stacks of project ideas, that now, just like I pray instead of reading about prayer, I realize I am finally making handmade books instead of reading about them, and drawing, putting up with my beginning attempts, instead of consulting the art books and never starting the projects demonstrated in them. The books have moved from eye candy to giving myself true nourishment out of the rich grocery of my own mind.
I noticed that I saved my photos and art work first, then my Bibles, then my music. It isn't so hard to get rid of the books.
It's nice to know I have graduated to this new stage of life, when I get past wanting to be known as a learned person, and just learning, doing, living for it's own sake whether anyone else notices or not.
So I have moved from despair to a place of thankfulness for a reminder of the wealth and depth of my journey, and I have happiness. Blessings Abound.
I felt overwhelmed and despairing when facing the flooding alone, without my husband who was out of town at work for a week. I had to learn how to install a sump pump, and to work quickly to salvage what I could on the bottom shelves. But the humidity was so high all the books were warping and buckling. Oddly enough, what I first wanted to save were my art pieces and my photos. Understanding what was truly important in my life. I don't want to read many of the novels anymore, since I listen to most of them on Audible digital downloads and didn't want the writing reference or art books, because I spend my time writing and doing art rather than reading about it. Just like I pray instead of reading about prayer anymore, and read the Bible rather than reading the commentaries about the Bible. Try to live out the scripture, rather than reading about the scriptures from other people's experiences of living them out.
But I get distracted while I work, so many of the books are old friends, comforting as meeting up with a friend for coffee and a good long talk. I love them as much as I love my family.
Others are in stacks of project ideas, that now, just like I pray instead of reading about prayer, I realize I am finally making handmade books instead of reading about them, and drawing, putting up with my beginning attempts, instead of consulting the art books and never starting the projects demonstrated in them. The books have moved from eye candy to giving myself true nourishment out of the rich grocery of my own mind.
I noticed that I saved my photos and art work first, then my Bibles, then my music. It isn't so hard to get rid of the books.
It's nice to know I have graduated to this new stage of life, when I get past wanting to be known as a learned person, and just learning, doing, living for it's own sake whether anyone else notices or not.
So I have moved from despair to a place of thankfulness for a reminder of the wealth and depth of my journey, and I have happiness. Blessings Abound.
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Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Slowly Reading
Reading and musing on Ephesians. Here is my interpretation of "to the glory of God". o so that awe, wonder, faith, and trust will be felt at the weight of what God is doing through all time.
Thinking of C S Lewis The Weight of Glory.
Have a heavy day.
Thinking of C S Lewis The Weight of Glory.
Have a heavy day.
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