Stained

So, I think i just had an "apostrophe" as Rob calls it... here in my Picture is my first Stained glass project ever... yeah check this off my "learn stained glass" part of my life dreams... well as you can see i have just cut out, sanded or excuse me " grozed" the edges off so you dont open your flesh upon every handleing and fit them into there little cubby space on the pattern.... it is soo relaxing and Rob and I are setting up shop in the Bowels of the funeral home..... you know here is that apostrophe i was talking about.... ready...

What is a stain? somthing tainted, somthing that changes the look of somthing we "used to like" like our favorite shirt before those of us who became mothers wore it during a feeding of peas and carrotts to the wee ones.. and ended up wearing more than the angles ate.. leading to a stain that if Mr clean himself tried, couldnt get out. stained means a blotch, a blemish... and yet when you use the word stained with the word Glass instantly you think of church windows that glisten in the morning sun. and as the light changes the glass takes on a new character,,,, you think stained glass, beauty and color, Art, and you think.. cool!!!

but when as wounded soals we use the word "stain" when thinking of ourselves, and the yuck inside us we try to hide, the stuff that isnt pretty, somtimes it is down right UGLY and messy. Stains of our past, stains that others have left on us. stains that bare witness to events and places in ourlives that are less than beautiful...

Intresting isnt it that if you spill Red Wine. to clean the stain you put White wine over its place until the red wine dilutes and becomes a stain no more, intresting that God is that way. Intresting that God sees our stains as Artful windows into places in our lives that he walked with us in, wheather we wanted him to or not. intresting that God is the original Mr. Clean.... he takes the sin away like lifting the stain from your favorite shirt, yet he does not take the memory of feeding pees and carrots to the wee one.... that is the stained glass beauty of it... he takes the crap that makes us feel stained and crappy and replaces it with an artful window of Beauty...
just a thought..