Tuesday, June 20, 2006

The Most Painted Barn in the U.S.

have you ever... even once, in your life heard somthing said and you thought it meant something completly different?

let us take for example... this photo a very close kindred sent to me of her Trip to Massachucsets.... Massachewsets.... Massishewsips... Mass a chuey-sits. anyway that lovely far away state on the Atlantic.

She is so excited when she arrives home, to show me all her photos. being a history buff herself... she unravels these stories with each captured Kodac moment and I simply am in awe... not to mention the fact the " the Plymouth Rock" is about the size of my size 10 wide Clog. not some monster of a monolithe i pictured in my head.

Hay i remember in school coloring a ppicture of some indians standing on this huge colossal rock overlooking the atlantic waving at the Mayflower like they had been waiting for the arrival of the White man on baited breath. So for me... Plymouth rock was hugenormous... not size 10 clog.

So my Friend "Jeans" shows Hubs and I the photo above of the quote..... " THE MOST PAINTED BARN IN AMERICIA" I think to myself.. yeah i think i have seen puzzels of this dang thing... and prints.. and posters.. and maybe a few post cards... let alone early americana paintings of this great thing.... and Jeans says... " hey how do they know how many times it's been painted?... her Hubs Rick and i look at eachother confused by her question and Rob my hubs says " yeah how do they know that kind of thing? " one of them says... " how can you tell how many coates of paint are on that barn? to which point Rick and I are on our backsides in laughter not believing what we are hearing.... could it be that our spouses think its about coats of colors.. not artistic subject? when we were able to bring the real meaning out.. and wiped the tears of laughter off our cheeks we all were amazed how quickly things went sideways.

how many times have you talked to God , and this very thing happens... God says... " paint your house... so you get a five gallon bucket and start working... and the whole time God is saying... wait ... wait... i mean capture the beauty before you..... i really want to listen to what God has for me... and not just hear it... I want to open the bible and look at defining scripture and really know...... what God... wants me to understand. Funny, God knows how simple i am.. and spells it out often for me..... cause too often i am more like that one instant where Jeans & Rob heard and interpeted things off the wall.....i love my Friends.

2 Comments:

At Wednesday, June 21, 2006, Blogger Lanelle said...

love it!

very good teaching point as well. It's often so much easier to "paint the house"

in all this time on this property I have struggled back and forth between earnest prayer & loathing. I would really rather sell the house. I would really rather not walk this property praying daily that Christ be present. Why is that? Not that I don't want Christ to dwell, the holy spirit to fill, or any healing to occur, but rather that I don't want to do the work.

Good thoughts.

 
At Wednesday, June 21, 2006, Blogger Carina said...

yah. it's a really awesome way of thinking. good job. :)

 

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