“I’m Getting Personal”… Findings by Rhea

FARM plus Dec.2010Oh my goodness, here I am again peering out the window on the door by my computer desk; this is my favorite spot in the house.  The sun is beaming long, streaking fingers through the dark, roof scraping angry clouds that are still hanging around in the west.  It looks as though we may have a collision of weather over Kentucky today.  As always, “This day belongs to the Lord!  Let’s celebrate and be glad today.”  Psalms 118:24 quoted from my favorite Contemporary English Version.

The scattered conditions outside mirrors my concentration this morning.  A hodge-podge of ideas seems to be refracting my thoughts the way a copper penny in a plastic bag of water refracts light. I am searching for a settled thought.  I may just go with the flow and let the idea that pushes to the forefront escape through my fingers.

Ok! I am getting personal.

I think that I am going to describe my current interests, and my “now” time pursuits, which I consider “blessings of God”.  May I introduce you to my town?  It helps to know a person better.  Many people have rather humorous and varied thoughts about Kentucky.  They think of hillbillies, shooting and/or marrying cousins, bare feet, swigging a little “shine” (as in moon); you know the mantra, on it goes.  I am not saying this did not happen in other eras and in some venues.  We tend to hide those things in the dark valleys and shadows of steep KY hills.  I live in a small city on the western edge of the state of Kentucky.  We cling tightly to the yellow, sandy banks of the Ohio River.  Visit my bustling home~town ~ it is the centerpiece of this clip.

As I grow older, hobbies are remaining an important part of my life.  I have a fondness for writing, painting with acrylics, and making jewelry.  It seems that I become motivated in the same way for each activity.  I experience the desire to express thought, color, and dimension.  On any day, it is a toss-up to which craft I will choose.  Friends often ask, “How do you decide what to write about?”  I don’t.  The words find me.   How egotistical that sounds; however, somehow they do.  I may hear a word, or a phrase, and suddenly with the way they sound, feel on my tongue, and the thoughts they bring to my mind, I have to write them down.  The words become full of meaning ~ they have depth and layers, and completely ensnare me, so I flesh out the words or phrase.  I enter an almost ethereal zone; writers, you understand.

I have been painting since I was a young bride.  I kept busy taking lessons and learning the art while my bridegroom served his country in Germany.  I still get lost in the paintings.  A blend of colors comes into my mind, and the thought of how I could arrange them becomes compelling.  I pick up a brush, and it takes on a life of its own.  Bits and pieces of color are reflected to me as eye memories kept in a kaleidoscope.  It is not a mystery.  It is a blessing of God given to help one such as me deal with complexities of my life as it continues.

Recently, I began to make jewelry.  Again, it is because I love getting caught up in the color~style~texture choices.  I like to make pieces that tell of their past, using the stones of the earth, dull, shiny, metal and wood, constructing them in unusual ways.  I have the yen to express emotion with my work.  I know that sounds goofy, but I don’t care for doing the expected.  This is due to a little bit of the rebel that lives in my quirky personality, and it shows in the pieces that I have designed.  I like to take the ugly and undesirable stones and beads and create something unique and beautiful.  I think I may have received this “transforming” desire from a higher source.

I can see God’s own handiwork as I realize that He placed me in my hometown to thrive and grow, and to find the life~mate and the church family He chose for me.  I thank Him for this personal touch.  I am assured that “He knows my name and He knows my every thought”, and this being so, I thrive as a child of the King in my own, shall we say “renewed”, childhood.

I believe He passed along a wee bit of His attributes through the creative leanings that He has allowed to develop in me.  I can worship and pass Him along to others through the blessing of the written word.  Not all will enjoy my writings ~ they are not meant for everyone.  Along the way, there may be a heart or two that I can lift, or a direction I can give that would bring honor to my gracious Lord.  I find that I don’t have to understand it, just give thanks for the craving to do it.

As I paint, I gain peace for my days and nights, causing me to have a stilled mind and soul that can concentrate more fully on Him.  In calmness, I will be inclined to let the drawing power of His reflecting light shine through me.  He allows me to see the transformation of a blank canvas by my hand; in turn He may allow me to see my prayers answered and the canvas of lives transformed by His hand.

Jewelry making pleasures me, and I get to pass on happiness to others.  It fulfills a certain need for earthly joy and helps to make me a well-rounded person.  This art is a little selfish in a way, because I want those who have my pieces to remember me.  For some reason, it is important that they smile when they do, and whisper a prayer.

My life is full of the blessings of God, and I thank Him that He has given me the wisdom to know it and the will to believe it, through all times.  I especially give thanks for aspects of my “being” that appreciates color, words, and working with them.  So there, I’ve shared a bit; it is your turn to get personal.

4 comments for ““I’m Getting Personal”… Findings by Rhea

  1. March 20, 2013 at 10:15 AM

    So beautiful. I enjoyed reading this post today. I believe no matter where I am in my life, whatever stage, whatever location, and when my “to do” list is bigger than my “want to do” list, if I let Him, God will live out His dreams for me through the gifts and talents that He has put in my life. They are easy to do when everything else seems so hard. You are a beautiful writer. Thank you for getting personal with us!

  2. Judy Bagsby
    March 20, 2013 at 11:33 AM

    Rusty, thank you for the encouraging and uplifting words today. I really think you wrote this just for me! Keep on writing, keep on painting, and keep on making jewelry. You never know just how much you are blessing others with your talents.

  3. March 20, 2013 at 2:14 PM

    Thanks ladies. Rae, my name Rhea is pronounced the way yours is spelled!
    Judy, love hearing from a friend of my younger years! Miss you still.
    Many blessings!

  4. Pam
    July 4, 2013 at 10:37 PM

    Loved reading this article!!

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