Jeanne H Barnett's Blog

REST comes from where MY hope lies

when the WEAKNESS OF MAN
manifests itself
as darkness rises
and reaches out to
possess, control and distort
the Light,
a seen/unseen battle ensues
as the Creator of the world
and ALL that is
shines Light to confirm
eternal Presence and flow of Life
by the Source of ALL

I can choose to REST in
These Truths . . .
• the Light, the confirmation of Presence –
the Sun and the Moon
never cease to shine
even when I cannot see them –
• I choose HOPE
in the Power of the Presence . . .

the answer to the Question . . .

• Christian Scriptures speak of “shadows,”
sometimes they are a “foreshadowing” of
things to come (Hebrews 10:1) –
• there is a call to remember the “rock”
from which we are hewn (Isaiah 51:1) –
• perhaps the buried stone is Truth hidden
deep within the created being to be
“dicovered” at the right time —
• in the “garden of Eden,” Adam and Eve
used leaves to cover their nakedness, to
hide parts of themselves (Genesies 3:7) –
• what if the “driftwood” in this picture is
there to remind of the wood cross on
which the ultimate sacrifce was made –
• maybe the “message” is “look to the
ancient road” shown in the composition
of this picture—not arranged by any
human hand, but a picture that was
taken just as it lay on the ground at
the Historic Arkansas Museum at the
base of a very old, huge Magnolia tree

imagine standing in the garden of Eden
at the base of the Tree of Life,
BUT THIS TIME with a knowledge of
all the “foreshadowing” contained
in that story . . .
the shadows speaking,
the stone solid to stand on,
the uncovering, the revealing,
the reminder of ultimate giving for others
drawing heart/mind to the ancient road
to cauiously step onto that stone and
allow the shadows to lead to the Source,
the breath/wind/whispers of
the Spirit of God as Living Love
to guide the listening, hungry heart

I was feeling weak . . . starting to lean down . . .

alone – I am weak finding it hard to hold onto hope . . .

BUT I AM NOT ALONE . . .

As I turned the page, the words
seemed to disappear . . .
it looked like the words were fading
in front of my eyes until they
were not there, they were just gone!

WHAT was going on?
The story to that point had been confusing,
but interesting and I wanted to find out how
it turned out, to finish the story, see if I was
right about the “good guys” and the “bad
guys,” BUT— the next page was blank!

I enjoy mysteries – but,
I was NOT enjoying this mystery!

The words were there when I started,
I know, because I kind of flipped through
the pages to make sure there were not any
pages stuck together before I began
reading and I would have noticed if there
were blank pages!

Perplexed, I sat the book down –
maybe I will come back later to see if the
book “fixes” itself and puts the words back
or maybe it is a trick of my tired mind and
I will see words when I look next time,
later . . . this is so strange.

———-[…]
this is the introduction to a book i am considering “trying”
to write –