Psalm 121

My help comes from You, Maker of heaven and earth.

(Photo taken in Gornergrat, Switzerland)

Out my window

Sunlight glistening
Thrusting rays through leaf and branch
Etching trees with gold

Rest

Oh reckless soul, who walks away
From grace so freely given,
So quick to strive for heav'nly favor,
So slow to rest in Him.

Can you fulfill the righteous calling
Of a God so high above?
Can you, by striving, bear an image
Of the God of endless love?

By faith alone you will truly live,
His glory to manifest.
Clothed in Christ, unveil your face,
And find yourself at rest.

(c) Becky Casselberry, 2005.

Glory

"All the glory of man [is] as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, and its flower falls away, But the word of the LORD endures forever" 1 Peter 1:24-25.

Wonder

The profound joy of wonder. It's far too precious to lose with age.

My Artistic Side

As much as I'm an engineer, there's a crazy artistic person inside of me who often screams to get out. Art speaks to reality in a way that no precise diction or technical description ever could. This blog will house some of my more poetic thoughts (few and far between) as well as photos that provide glimpses into deeper things. I probably won't be updating this as often as my other blog, but for what it is worth, I hope you are enriched by it.