mixed media, Poem

The Vine


The Vine
The Vine

Did you know that brown is a colour that is associated with belonging. I’ve written about this before – the need to belong.  A need for community. A need for relationship. We were never meant to be alone, but we were made for relationship. I am very content to have relationship with the one who feeds my soul, and cares for me on a holistic level.

“Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of – throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.” 
― C.S. Lewis

How do you nurture this human need for belonging?

poetry

A Human Being


A Human Being - Haiku

“We know artists by their most important creations” –Kurt Bruner at thriving family.com

Human beings are such amazing creatures, don’t you think? There is something special about being human. Something unique. Something that separates us from the rest of the animal kingdom, and all creation. I think people instinctively know and believe that. We speak, blush, have compassion, wear clothing, have a spirit, appreciate beauty, have very fine hair, walk upright, understand time, live long childhoods, know the difference between right and wrong, and are self-conscious.

Here are a few interesting things I found online about the difference between humans and the rest of the animal kingdom.

“Without a doubt, the human trait that sets us apart the most from the animal kingdom is our extraordinary brain. Humans don’t have the largest brains in the world… …Yet the human brain, weighing only about 3 pounds when fully grown, give us the ability to reason and think on our feet beyond the capabilities of the rest of the animal kingdom, and provided the works of Mozart, Einstein and many other geniuses.”  —livescience.com

“Animals sing. So do we, but we make it into music.
Animals breed. So do we, but we also make it into love..
Animals kill. So do we, but we try to feel remorse.” (source)

Do you think humans are unique? If so, why?

Poem, Spiritual

Humanity’s Search


 

Humanity's Search.jpg

 

Wandering
Wandering
Lost and alone
Wondering

Searching
Seeking
Seems I’m missing
Something


Ideas
Opinions
Puzzle pieces
Lacking

A void
A vacuum
Questions and doubts
Unanswered

Empty
Hollow
Do I blindly
Follow

A cry
A plead
For life’s meaning
Value

Are you a human being? Yes? Well then, I’m sure you’ve grappled with at least some of what you’ve just read. I know I have. Humans are the only beings on Earth that have the ability to reason and think, and so it comes as no surprise that we question life and death, and all that it entails.

According to the philosopher and theologian St. Augustine, man is prone to a curious feeling of dissatisfaction and to a subtle sense of longing for something undefined. This feeling of dissatisfaction arises from his fallen condition: although he has an innate potential to relate to God or the absolute, this potential can never be fully realized, and so he yearns for other things to fill its place. Yet these other things do not satisfy, and he is left with an insatiable feeling of longing—longing for something that cannot be defined (1).

I remember when I was a child, first thinking of death.  Man, it frightened the bejiggers out of me.  I couldn’t grasp the concept of not existing anymore.  How could I just live life and then “poof” one day be gone? No more.  Wiped out of existence.  It frightened me so much that I just willed myself to not think of it.  Every so often though, it would come up in my thoughts again.  This first happened when I was a child.  Arriving at adulthood I started to question more.  I think we all do.  Where did I come from? Where am I really going when I die? Why am I frightened of death? What is the purpose of life? These types of things. You know, the light and fluffy stuff.

Phew! Ok, enough of ‘being heavy’.  I’ve come to terms with all of this stuff in my life.  I don’t consider myself to be wandering and wondering anymore, lost and alone, empty and hollow, crying out for meaning.  I no longer sense a void or vacuum, and I believe that my life has value.  However, I know that there are so many out there that are still living in the reality of this poem.

How about you? Does this poem cause you to think about the questions of life? Have you ever felt the way described here?  Just a little food for thought for this Wednesday afternoon.

(1) http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/hide-and-seek/201208/the-seven-things-only-human-beings-can-do

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