Anne Cameron Cutri

Anne Cameron Cutri
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November 09
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This blog is about the journey from here to there. Early posts have devotional poetry and prose with scripture included. Many deal with the difficulty of having people in my life who are living with cancer and have died from cancer. Now I'm focusing on going back to college in my 50's and discovering a new path to direct my art--which is art therapy. _________________________________________ All of the artwork I created unless otherwise noted. If you'd like to buy one of my paintings or contact me to say oh, give me a million dollars to help me in my artistic endeavors : acreator3@gmail.com. See my art and purchase prints here: www.anne-cutri.artistwebsites.com orginals: https://www.etsy.com/shop/AnneCutriFineArt merchandise: www.cafepress.com/PopChristianCouture __________________________________________ The scriptures are usually taken from the New Revised Standard w/ apocrypha or the New King James.

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JUNE 13, 2011 9:37PM

Making our way back home

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I’ve been thinking a lot about what makes a home. My daughter and I have been displaced from our physical home for over 6 months due to family illness. Living with my elderly parents I’ve come to see home not only where the heart is but where peace is.

My mother who is on oxygen and whose movements are confined from bedroom to chairlift to kitchen table finds her home in crossword puzzles, reading, reminiscing and watching tv shows on brides or babies.

My father who is the main caregiver to my mother and not always enthusiastically, finds his home tending to projects of the house. Gardening, or small improvement projects whether hiring a painter or a lawn care company is his home; being busy with things he understands. Because as my grandmother said, “Getting old isn’t for sissies”, and not the least of which is not being able to do anything about his macular degeneration or her emphysema.

Sometime ago I wrote a great deal about my friend Pat who has been undergoing chemo and radiation for cancer. At some point I truly felt he had been physically healed from the monster. Through all of his trials he contends that it has brought him closer to God. In fact the peace in this unedited poem reflects it:

star of david appeared copy

Light comes from high above

its really just rays of love

shared with all that walk his earth

from the time you die to the day of birth

but after this is another land

i see it now ,his great plan
a world just full of love rays
from every day before today
its what you get when you leave this
no body now just spirit mist
you ride the light of days gone by
more than enough to keep you occupied
think of one problem if you had no body
never need food, shelter or even potty
just watching all past events, as they happen
Jesus talks to Columbus`mapping
everything that has been done before
is waiting for you to open the door
every past has been recorded in light
so now my future looks bright
no time in this great land of bright
to race the beams of history`s light
nothing here faster than that great speed
heaven is all the light i need

Since that time in September 2009 I have pondered faith and healing a great deal. In Matthew 4: 24 ; crowds were healed in Syria and in chapter 9 many were healed as Jesus commended them on their faith. Throughout this chapter it seems people are coming at him from all directions, asking questions, and getting requests for healing while on his way to heal another. In verses 9-12 Jesus says,

12 But when he heard this, he said, "Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. 13 Go and learn what this means, "I desire mercy, not sacrifice.' For I have come to call not the righteous but sinners." 14 Then the disciples of John came to him, saying, "Why do we and the Pharisees fast often, but your disciples do not fast?" 15 And Jesus said to them, "The wedding guests cannot mourn as long as the bridegroom is with them, can they? The days will come when the bridegroom is taken away from them, and then they will fast. 16 No one sews a piece of unshrunk cloth on an old cloak, for the patch pulls away from the cloak, and a worse tear is made. 17 Neither is new wine put into old wineskins; otherwise, the skins burst, and the wine is spilled, and the skins are destroyed; but new wine is put into fresh wineskins, and so both are preserved."

If the wine skins are our bodies, could not Jesus make the body new and fill it with the new wine or Holy Spirit? Is that exactly what Pat is getting? More and more new wine (light, Holy Spirit) which will make up his new wine skin in heaven eventually? Pat is undergoing experimental treatment at MD Anderson starting Thursday. They've exhausted all other possibilities. He said, "It's kind of scary getting something done that hasn't been done before, but maybe I can help someone else by doing this." Are other people's prayers being answered by this? Have we gotten our miracle already in that he has been with us so long?

What of my parents who are not believers, can I not stand in faith on their behalf as the centurion for his servant? (Matt.8:8) Or is my faith not great enough?

Why does a little 3 year girl drown in a pool with a life guard and both faithful parents there?

We are just love-light beings visiting this place making our way back home. Each step we remember a little bit more of where we came from and hopefully bring a little bit more of our home to this place where we reside, fleetingly and temporarily.

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lovely thoughts as always
caring for old people is not for sissies either
“We are just love-light beings visiting this place making our way back home.” You said it beautifully.
Anne, good to see you again, I remember well your post about your friend Patrick and hope the treatments work for him. Beautiful words from the heart, good for the hard times and easy ones too. Thank you for sharing them.
Each day we have is a miracle, Anne. Bless you and yours; may they continue to feel their peace.
Thank you Kathy, Sresh,Blue and Pilgrim for your kind comments.
Yes it is true Pilgrim, everyday is a miracle, let us give thanks and be glad in it! Amen!
Yeah I really feel for you here and now. Going home is something we all want to do even if we are not sure where it is. Keep on keeping on...
When You commented earlier I followed. I had wondered how you have been.
Howdy hi.
I come and go and often feel I lose track... I get to giggling if I go inside a church.
I conjure images.
Some aren't holy.
Some are sacred.
secular/sacred`
same-same sane.

Pleasant affection.
I replace the horror.
Thereby I think sax?
tease?
I giggle at funerals.
Keep Loving. Sigh.
Tragic.
Life is good also.
Keep browsing.
Read Psalmist.
That's struggle.
Nature Heals.
Life is brief.
Immortality.
Bang cymbals.
Algis, I am always trying to look at the bright side!
Art, clang a symbol yes celebrate and be grateful!
A lovely reflection Anne, on Home and the increasingly reduced orbits in the lives of so many of our parents and friends.
That you can see the sanctity and security within infirmity and illness says much about your character and the strength of your faith.
I'm counting my blessings here ;-)

Thoughts going out to you and yours, and Pat, and I think there's a whole bunch more Syrians lined up now, for a little of that Healing.

Great music too, Anne.
Kim,
One hopes as one gets older that we would become wiser. It seems the more I ponder the deeper the mystery becomes. You are right so many people could use healing all over the world.

We must count our blessings every moment of the day otherwise me might be buried in the pain around us.
Lovely post Anne. Peace to you and your little family and Pat. I saw this video a bit ago and loved it. Wishing the best for you all.
Rita:

Thanks and I'm always behind on the latest. I think this song was done in 2009.
Sharpened Light. Yours. I could look at that and wonder for a very long time. You are such a source of light yourself, Anne. You touch us all as you share all that you see. Home. Love. Light. Finding ourselves and finding our way.
Annaliese: You are so kind and thoughtful and your light always comes through!