Magic Every Moment ~ Closing Thoughts

Greetings Dear Reader,

All of creation has something to show how beautiful it is.  Whether you like sunshine or storms there is wonder to be found in the world.  There is great beauty in the small and the large. There is wonder in the tiny and the vast.

Whether it is the natural occurrence of the Fibonacci sequence in plants or the master building of ant hills and bee hives there is order and design.  The complexity of the cosmic dance amazes me.  The world has so much to remind me of the depth and creativity of the Father.

It is in the creation that I find the wonder of the Creator.  It is in this that I am reminded that what is to come is promised to be better.  It will beyond what I can imagine.  I follow the Son through whom the Father created all things.  In him I find things that I would like to be.  Creative is one of the primary things.  I must use the wonder of creation to move me to follow more closely and more creatively. 

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Magic Every Moment ~ Biblical Sunshine

Greetings Dear Reader,

The storms continue to run through our unseasonably cool days.  Yesterday my Daughter and I had to drive to a neighboring town just after one of those storms.  As we passed through the rolling hills west of us the rain abated.

As the storm broke up the sun shot down through the clouds.  The rays splayed out across the green fields and stretches of wood igniting patches of it in brilliant light.  It intently reminded me of the pictures from my Grandfather’s family Bible.  The most significant picture was the one after the flood where the ark is on the mountain.

Ever since I can remember I have called this effect “Biblical Sunshine”.   The memory of looking through that old giant Bible on my Grandfather’s coffee table is always a pleasant one.  The event of seeing Biblical Sunshine always triggers it and reminds how much beauty there is in a freshly watered world. 

The magic in those moments comes from deep inside me.  There is a depth to the beauty and love of that beauty that is unique for me.  I shared my thoughts on it with my Daughter as we drove.  We both reveled in the way that the world can be so very lovely in storms and in that which follows the storm. 

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Magic Every Moment ~ ARP 273

Greetings Dear Reader,

If you do not already know what ARP 273 is you will.  When I first saw the image of it I was immediately transported to a night during my ninth summer.  I was in a place with no light pollution and clear skies.  It was overnight camping in a vast field.

ARP 273 - Hubble Space Telescope

The sky erupted with so many blazing stars.  Several shooting stars spent their brief brilliant lives to draw out my wonder.  It was the first time I felt the vastness of the universe.  I felt so small and so vast all at once.  When I read Thomas Traherne many years later I found his view of stars to echo my own. 

Century 1:34 Would one think it possible for a man to delight in gauderies like a butterfly, and neglect the Heavens? Did we not daily see it, it would be incredible. They rejoice in a piece of gold more than in the Sun; and get a few little glittering stones and call them jewels. And admire them because they be resplendent like the stars, and transparent like the air, and pellucid like the sea. But the stars themselves which are ten thousand times more useful, great, and glorious they disregard. Nor shall the air itself be counted anything, though it be worth all the pearls and diamonds in ten thousand worlds. A work of God so Divine by reason of its precious and pure transparency, that all worlds would be worth nothing without such a treasure.

ARP 273 is a pair of interacting galaxies in the Andromeda constellation.  The forces of the intertwining galaxies imitate tidal like movement on a literally cosmic scale.  This vast beauty, brought clearly to our attention by the Hubble Telescope captures the great magic and majesty of the cosmos. 

We see the stars in moments.  Sometimes we venture out to see them and sometimes we are surprised when they impose their beauty upon us.  When I make the time to notice I am reminded of the magic in those moments.  I am reminded that the heavens declare the glory of God loudly and clearly.  They declare it magically every moment.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Magic Every Moment ~ Distant Lightning

Greetings Dear Reader,

As I was departing the Duck Pond after the baseball game last night lightning could be seen off in the distance flashing orange warnings in the clouds.  The storm was not yet close enough to hear thunder.  The smell of rain was already in the air.

I know that thunder and lightning cause fear in some folks.  For me it is a symphony.  When I was young I lived in an old Victorian house where the windows rattled when the thunder rolled.  During summers at the beach I would watch lightning play in the clouds our at sea. 

I have seen lighting play tag with mountains and the thunder that follows echo through valleys.  I have been close enough to a lightning strike for my hair to stand out from the wave of static.  I have seen Saint Elmo’s Fire on a tall ship. 

There is such great wonder in the rush of lighting across the sky.  The energy and release are thrilling to me.  I recognize the danger and that could be part of the excitement for me.   Still I find the storm a beautiful part of creation.

At the center of that joy is the understanding that the power of the storm is nothing compared to the one who forges the lightning bolt.  In the storm I remember to ponder the whom the storm obeys.  I remember to see past the wonder to the Wonder Maker. 

It is in the remembering, amidst the exhilaration that I find the true magic.  The one who wields such great ferocity loves me.  He cares about every hair on my head; even when they are standing out from a nearby lightning strike.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Magic Every Moment ~ Motes of Dust

 Greetings Dear Reader,

In the Thomas Traherne quote I with which I began he mentions how a mote of dust appeared as gold in the sunlight to his young eyes.  I remember lying on our pink Herculon sofa as a boy.  I would smack the arm and watch the dust dance golden in the afternoon sun.

The couch was itchy, lumpy, and uncomfortable but the simple beauty of that dust in the sunlight caused me to forget about it.  As long as the afternoon sun cooperated I would find my imagination’s fire ignited and fed by the dancing gold.  The beauty of the simple can be so very refreshing.

When something is beautiful to me I am motivated and inspired.  That small boy watching dust in the sunlight had a much simpler view of beauty.  Dust has become my enemy as allergies and sneezing have caused me to avoid it.  I want to recapture the wonder.  I want to see that the simple beauty is all that one needs. 

I see that wonder in my Grandsons.  They find the world still wondrous and adventurous.  I will have to look for an opportunity to introduce them to sunlight spinning dust into gold.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Magic Every Moment ~ Sunrise Sunset

Greetings Dear Reader,

I am almost up before the sun.  My Grandfather would say that I “break day with a brick.”   This often affords me the opportunity to see some magnificent sunrises.  My favorite sunrises are at the beach.  I was privileged for some years to live on the Atlantic coast.  I saw a beautiful sunrise every morning and was in the frame of mind to appreciate it.  I also lived on the beach on the gulf for a couple of years and would often savor the light show of the sun sinking into the Gulf.

I was reminded of this on Monday morning when my friend Jessica posted a picture of a brilliant morning sky on the last day of Spring.   It was brilliant and the sunrise of her amazing smile was part of the picture.  Her greetings on mornings when I see her is like a new day.  She gets the idea of magic in the moment and does so much to share it with others.

One of my favorite sunrise memories is with my eldest Son.  We experienced a magnificent pink and orange sunrise when we went out for apple fritters one morning when he was a boy.  The magic of that moment when we both reveled in the artistry of the Creator is a constant reminder of the beauty that can be in a moment if we take the time to see it. 

The first thing created was light.  The first It is in the Light that life is found for me.  It is in embracing the moments of sunrise that we can see the opportunity of a new day.  We can be better today than yesterday.  We can be new and renewed.  Let there be light and the things that bend and shape it to catch our attention.  

Dawn Spawn

By Aramis Thorn

January 1, 1995

Salmon dawn swims against the darkness,

Spawning another day.

Yet it is we who face the peril of fighting the flow,

Ours is the call to return

to that place,

to that time,

to our birth.

It is our internal call to move upstream,

to climb the falls,

to defy the very nature of things,

to prevent the death of day.

So that when today’s fight against the ever-encroaching darkness is done,

We have given birth to more light, more love, more life.

So that that day will come when day will never need spawning again.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Magic Every Moment ~ A Single Drop of Dew

Greetings Dear Reader,

So many things come to mind when I ponder a dew drop.  Memories of running through dew drenched clover in my bare feet as boy speak to me of summers with my Grandfather.  The time I came upon an orb web covered in morning gems of dew is vivid in my mind. 

Growing up in the south I encountered many dewy mornings.  The vast ocean of humidity would cling to cool surfaces.  Morning sun would dance upon the gems in such beauty that even those torpid days of high summer had moments of beauty and wonder. 

Pondering a drop of dew reminds me of Honeysuckle in the spring.  You could extract a single taste of nectar from the flowers in the morning if done properly.  That I was taught this by the first girl I kissed does not hurt that memory at all.  Thinking of that forty-plus years later is sweet. 

I enjoy the look of morning mist hanging in the air.  I like the way dew beads up on a clean waxed car.  It used to gather on my Grandfather’s close line.  I would shoot at the clothes pins with my BB gun and cause a rainbow spray in the morning sun.

The moments where I notice the dew remind me how alive and beautiful the world can be for me.  I may not see it always.  When I choose to though it reminds me that the world has great wonder when I choose for it to have it.  The handiwork of the Creator is enhanced by the dew.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Magic Every Moment ~ Opening Thoughts

Greetings Dear Reader,

In my series on Answer the Pepperoni I posted the Dan Fogelberg song, Magic Every Moment.  It is posted again below.  In addition to understanding the unique value of every human I need to understand the value of creation as it shows me the love, power, and creativity of the Father.

Ann Taylor

I would be clear that I believe in intelligent design.  I also respect the scientific world and believe that they can live in harmony.  I do not claim to know all the answers about the difficulties others find with intelligent design.  I also refuse to reject scientific data just because it requires me to have more faith. 

This will not be a logical Aristotelian polemic for that belief. Rather, I need to walk through the metaphoric logic of the Designer who designed me and the wonder of what he does.  Thomas Traherne first comes to mind.  In his Centuries of Meditations he explains that we are meant to enjoy the natural world.

Century 1:25 “Your enjoyment of the World is never right, till you so esteem it, that everything in it, is more your treasure than a King's exchequer full of Gold and Silver. And that exchequer yours also in its place and service. Can you take too much joy in your Father's works? He is Himself in everything. Some things are little on the outside, and rough and common, but I remember the time when the dust of the streets were as pleasing as Gold to my infant eyes, and now they are more precious to the eye of reason.”  

I think that as we get caught up in the day-to-day living we forget to see the universe in all its wonder.  We become less aware of the amazing nature of nature.  Living in a city hinders us from some of it.  Spending so much time in doors contributes to it. 

It is my need to be reminded of the amazing beauty that surrounds me and how it declares the nature of the Creator to me.  It is my love of the Creator that compels me to see his artistry and who it is that asks me to move toward the renewal, reclamation, and restoration of that creation.  Please walk with me for bit Dear Reader.  We may discover some beautiful things.

Magic Every Moment – Dan Fogelberg

I awoke this morning to a shattering sound

And I went downstairs and found these shards of glass strewn all around

There upon the floor I found this poor broken dove

And it made me realize how very fragile is this life that we so love

I came back up to bed and I held you so tight

And I prayed up to the Father, oh I prayed with all my might

That He'd always keep you with me, that He'd always keep you safe

And when I went downstairs I found that dove had somehow up and flown away

There's a magic every moment

There's a miracles each day

There's a magic every moment

Oh won't you let the music play

Oh won't you let the music play

On a high and windy island I was gazing out to sea

When a long forgotten feeling came and took control of me

It was then the clouds burst open and the sun came pouring through

When it hit those dancing waters in an instant all eternity I knew

There's so much we take for granted--there's so much we never say

We get caught up in the motion of just a living day to day

We are fettered to the future, we are prisoners of the past

And we never seem to notice 'til our lives have finally

Slipped right through our grasp

There's a magic every moment

There's a miracles each day

There's a magic every moment

Oh won't you let the music play

Oh won't you let the music play

You can see forever in a single drop of dew

You can see that same forever if you look down deep inside of you

There's a spark of the creator in every living thing

He respects me when I work but He so loves me when I sing

There's a magic every moment

There's a miracles each day

There's a magic every moment

Oh won't you let the music play

Oh won't you let the music play

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Capturing All There Is – Closing Thoughts

Greetings Dear Reader,

There are so many things that require discipline and commitment.   They require attention and work to maintain.  Whether it is thoughts, words, or actions thing must be done with deliberation.  

If I am to capture all there is then I must master my thoughts.  I must bring them into captivity so that I do not engage in faithless ponderings.   I need to see that as my Grandfather used to say, “What’s down in the well is what comes up in the bucket.”

I choose what I allow in the well.  Others will attempt to poison its waters.  Others will try to say that there is nothing there to begin with.  The Father has filled the well with things he wishes to be there.  I must assure that I add only good pure things to it. 

Thoughts become words and actions.  We are told to capture every thought so that we do not say and do things that are unwise.  The proactive approach seems to be to master the thoughts that are good and holy.  It seems that if I continue to train my mind to think well then I will be able to speak and do well. 

This does not mean that there will not be negative thoughts and feelings.  It means I must deal with them honestly.  It means that I must assure that I do not let how I feel control my thoughts, words, or actions.   I must accept what my heart says remembering that it is sometime desperately wicked and deceitful.   By deliberating before speaking or acting I can assure that the poison does not spread. 

If I am to capture all there is then I must obediently follow; so much the better if I can do so in the company of others.

Nexus – Dan Fogelberg

Across the vein of night there cuts a path of searing light

Burning like a beacon on the edges of our sight

At the point of total darkness and the lights divine, divide

A soul can let its shadow stretch and land on either side, either side

And balanced on the precipice, the moment must reveal

Naked in the face of time our race within the wheel

As we hang beneath the heavens and we hover over hell

Our hearts become the instruments we learn to play so well

So wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight

Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright

Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light

Outside the pull of gravity beyond the spectral veil

Within our careful reasoning we search to no avail

For the constant in the chaos for the fulcrum in the void

Following a destiny our steps cannot avoid

Across the vein of night there cuts a path of searing light

Burning like a beacon on the edges of our sight

At the point of total darkness and the lights divine, divide

A soul can let its shadow stretch and land on either side

Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight

Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright

Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light

In a spiral never-ending are we drawn towards the source

Spinning at the mercy of an unrelenting force

So we stare into the emptiness and fall beneath the weight

Circling the Nexus in a fevered dance with fate

Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight

Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright

Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Capturing All There Is - Spiritual

Greetings Dear Reader,

One would think that the spiritual aspect of following Christ with all that I am would be the easiest part.  Although faith comes easy for me there are still challenges.  Those challenges require regular attention if I am to capture all there is.

The true challenge is in the minor things.  The real challenge is in the mundane and common.  I must keep in the front of my mind that there are no secular issues.  There are no areas that are no a spiritual issue.

This does not mean that I need to speak in spiritual language about everything.  In fact that is pretty ineffective and does not always communicate well.  I need to communicate with my life and actions. 

This means that I regard everything as an act relative to my faith.  I do not have leave to compartmentalize anything.  I must assure that in the smallest things are treated as holy.  I must always have in mind that everything I do is done with life and energy from God.

All that I do belongs to the Father anyway.  Every action is an interaction with him.  How I think becomes actions so it must be my thoughts that are holy.  Every action matters so my actions must be holy.  It is all a matter of choose to capture everything for the purpose of walking more closely with Christ.  It is not my life to give away to the belief that my actions to not matter at every level.  Even the life is a gift that I must use wisely.  There are no secular issues.

It Ain’t Yours to Throw Away – Clare Bowen & Sam Palladio

That same road that brought you here

Will sure as hell take you home

The life you left behind will have you back

You're tired of paying dues in worn out shoes

And Broadway blues

And any fool will tell you

The damn ol' deck is stacked

What if you're just a vessel?

And God gave you something special

It ain't yours to throw away

It ain't yours to throw away

Every time you open up your mouth

Diamonds come rolling out

It ain't yours to throw away

No...

And all of the players, the movers, and shakers

The story maker suits have gone home

You drew the last slot

You thought it was your shot

But now it's just one more chance blown

What if you're just a vessel?

And God gave you something special

It ain't yours to throw away

It ain't yours to throw away

Every time you open up your mouth

Diamonds come rolling out

It ain't yours to throw away

No...

And our town is cold as January

Life comes true, and dreams get buried

Every day...

Destiny won't be denied

It ain't yours to throw away

No, it ain't yours to throw away

'Cause every time you open up your mouth

Diamonds come rolling out

It ain't yours to throw away

It ain't yours to throw away ...

Throw away

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Capturing All There Is - The Little Things

Greetings Dear Reader,

This particular thing casts a much wider net.  It is also a generality that is important.  It goes to the idea that I am accountable for all my time.  It hitches t to the thought that everything I find to do I am to do with a whole heart to God. 

Idle time is very difficult for me.  It is when the dark things raise their voices to infuse doubt and discouragement.  Hope and conviction are confronted by doubt and despair.  If I am to master this I must capture every thought.  I must live deliberately in these moments.

It matters if I leave the dishes until morning.  I have always felt this way but only recently begun to understand why.  The tiny daily disciplines keep some of the bad habits at bay.  If I render things to a bit more outer order I can avoid some of the internal chaos. 

If I am to capture all there is then the trifles perfect that.  Just as a thousand tiny disappointments can break a heart, the myriad of undone things break concentration and comfort.

I do not think that I will ever think of this place as home.  It is where I abide for now and I must use it with respect for God’s provision.  I must also use it for making things better.  I must use the time and the opportunity to further the things I am called to do and be.  I must capture all of the time.

It is always about using the time.   It is about redeeming it for the Light and staving off the encroaching darkness.  Even when I feel in tatters I can use the tiny disciplines to set the ability to do well.  It is easier to follow if there is less in the way.

Broken – Lifehouse

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight

Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time

I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts

I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing

With a broken heart that's still beating

In the pain, there is healing

In your name I find meaning

So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on

I'm barely holdin' on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head

I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead

I still see your reflection inside of my eyes

That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing

with a broken heart that's still beating

In the pain (in the pain), is there healing

In your name (in your name) I find meaning

So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin') I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm hangin' on another day

Just to see what you throw my way

And I'm hanging on to the words you say

You said that I will be OK

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone

I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing

with a broken heart that's still beating

In the pain(In the pain) there is healing

In your name I find meaning

So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm barely holdin' on to you.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Capturing All There Is - Social

Greetings Dear Reader,

This one is always a challenge for me.  I am a very social being but also a home body.  I like social dining and some social events.  I do, however, resist things outside of my comfort zone. 

If I am to capture all there is socially then I must be more fluid in what I do.  I must also assure that I engage in things that do not limit my ability to reflect Christ.  The core of creativity is to think new thoughts and try new things.  

I must take the risks I fear and seek the things that interest me.  I must follow Christ wherever he leads.  This includes being available to ventures that make me uncomfortable.

As the opportunities present themselves I must evaluate them not by my comfort but by that voice that lets me know that I should or should not do a thing.  I must be open for the Spirit to drive me where it will.  This is both hard to discern and to brave.  I must, however, do it.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Second Thoughts – Think Worms

Greetings Dear Reader,

Sometimes I will end the day with thoughts that are important to get out.  Usually I just write them and put them in my journal folder.  I have chosen that on occasion I will share them with you Dear Reader.

Sand Worms by Pollux 101

So I get think worms.  You do too Dear Reader.  This crystallized for me when I was sharing breakfast with my Children and Grandchildren.   My Son Maxim had an early morning ear worm of the Credence Clearwater Revival song Have You Ever Seen the Rain.  I was pondering how I would approach something about which I wished to write.

More often the Think Worm exerts itself unbidden when I am doing other things.  It is in these exertions that I seem to be caught daydreaming or musing when I ought to be listening or otherwise engaged.  I will need to discipline them to be less intrusive and more reliable.

I also need to realize that they give me some of my best ideas.  Stephen King refers to the “boys in the basement” as the place where some of his ideas exist.  I think of them send up these Think Worms as they unearth them. 

One must also acknowledge that the Father inspires.  Time invested in the things of God will render clearer understanding of God.  I will not pretend that God is comprehensible but I will invest in learning what I can.  This will produce moments of epiphany.  This will yield inspirations that must be captured.

I will ask that you indulge me when I drift away for a moment Dear Reader.  I promise to return but the Think Worms must be captured and their spice rendered.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Capturing All There Is - Artistic

Greetings Dear Reader,

I inch toward a goal.  My dream is to make my living only through writing.  With a new book on the shelves I will turn toward some marketing while trying to set a pace of one new book per year.  To do all of this will require time that I give to other things that are less productive.   

This will take planning and dedication.   I will spend some time planning out the writing but that is at times subject to the boys in the basement and random think worms.  What I can control is my own discipline in the work.  What I can contribute is priority and effort.

Paul tells us that whatever we set out to do we must do with our whole heart to God.  When I schedule time for writing I must give my all.  I must see it as an act of worship using a gift I was given by God.  I must render every word as if I am crafting a gift for the King.

I must also revisit other artistic abilities and find their place in my life.  Things that I can do to create for the Creator deserve my time.  Things that I can render to make the world a more beautiful place or things that further the message of Jesus are worth my time and effort.

Creativity is the dance in the journey.  I get to contribute verses to the one song with my creativity.  I get to render a little order from chaos that may help others.  That is a good thing.  We are all part of the dance.  I must assure that I give my best in the steps that I take. 

The Dance – Kemper Crabb

All creation moves in a cosmic Dance

Before the Lord her King

And the rhythms, the reason, the rhyme

Of the dance pulses within everything

And the universe wheels and whirls like

A dervish in perfect seven-step time.

The Lord made the Dance,

He taught her the steps, and He

Causes the songs to shine.

We must dance, dance, dance

Dance in God's honor.

We must yield all of our steps unto the King

We must dance, dance, dance

Dance in God's honor.

Let His praises ring throughout the earth.

Adam and Eve danced in Eden's environs

early`in earth's morning air

They named all the animals musical names

Glorious potentiality shared.

But Lucifer sang out a serpentine song

And he offered death's dance as a token.

In pausing to listen, Adam missed his step

Earth's harmony in the dance broken.

We must dance, dance, dance

Dance in God's honor.

We must yield all of our steps unto the King

We must dance, dance, dance

Dance in God's honor.

Let His praises ring throughout the earth.

Jesus danced into the world.

Singing his heavenly song.

He taught the dance to those who would

Listen and learn as He moved along.

But the steps of His dance led to a cross

Where He died as the haters mocked on.

But he danced through death's arms

And over hell's gate and in three days

Danced forth from his tomb.

We must dance, dance, dance

Dance in God's honor.

We must yield all of our steps unto the King

We must dance, dance, dance

Dance in God's honor.

Let His praises ring throughout the earth.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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