Generosity

Colorado River

Generosity is a deep river.

Strong and powerful enough to overcome the rockiest of places,

relentless enough to unblock stubborn bottlenecks

over time, carving out canyons of wonder and beauty.

 

Generosity is a strong current.

It cuts a passage where no way existed before

providing opportunity for adventure and discovery

making it possible for joy and peace to exist.

 

Generosity is a long, deliberate flow.

It takes its time, patiently changing the landscape of things

enabling life to form, breathe, and grow

sanctioning refreshment and rejuvenation.

 

Generosity is a subtle display of majesty.

Only when you see it from a grand perspective

does it begin to reveal its transcendence

leaving you speechless and taking your breath away.

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13 prayers for parents

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Prayer is a funny thing. Not funny in the silly way, but in the curious way.

It’s this beautiful, desperate, fulfilling, frustrating mystery in which we have the opportunity – the scriptures teach – to communicate with the all-powerful, all-knowing, ever-present loving Creator of all things. And yet a lot of people treat it like jiggling pocket change in front of a Coke machine.

You put something in, you get what you want out.

I could be wrong, but I’m reasonably sure that’s not how it’s supposed to work.

Some people never pray. Some pray only when they experience a crisis or suddenly need God to act on their behalf (“Oh, God, help, I forgot to study for this test!” – and they say prayer isn’t allowed in schools). Some people pray all of the time, so much it just becomes more of a running conversation with the Almighty than a formal petition or request.

I’ve had my share of all three scenarios during my journey on the Way with Jesus. I think in times where I don’t pray as much has less to do with a lack of faith as it does a lack of creativity. I get tired of saying the same things over and over again (even if they are real and right and true). But I need prayer. Boy, do I. And I need to pray. I’m a parent, and you can’t get through this being-a-father thing without a heavy reliance on a Higher Power. So over time, I’ve learned to be imaginative, maybe even innovative, in my prayers to God. I doubt this makes God more attentive or willing to answer in my favor than He already is. But it sure makes my prayer life more fresh.

So here, in another installment of 13 lists for 2013, is a list of 13 prayers for parents. (If you’d like, I’d love for you to come up with one or more and add them to the comments section below. Thanks in advance!)

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The artist

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The artist went to work on her painting.

Brilliantly mixing colors and deftly manipulating tones, the scene she imagined in her mind began to take form. Lush, rolling green hills, pristine blue sky, sun blazing warmth over the birds and the trees. All of it originating in her mind and making its way down her arm and through her hand, the brush become a conduit of creativity, of beauty, of joy.

She worked diligently, with pain-staking detail, determined to transfer the picture in her imagination to the formerly blank slate of the canvas. Bringing all of her skill and passion and determination to bear, she painted until she was satisfied with what she saw. It’s dazzling, she thought. My best work yet. This one will merit a special place.

She carefully signed it, and brought it to the one person who could give it its proper place.

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