
Prophetic Message Sketch 6-Ring of Lightning by Anne Cutri
I have many different bibles but the one I use the most is my “Catholic Women’s Devotional Bible” because of the rich and plentiful devotions written by thoughtful women scholars, saints, and authors. The following is copied verbatim from my bible on page 1557 by Ruth Burrows:
God has given each of us the task of fashioning a beautiful vase for him, which we must carry up the mountain in order to place it in his hands. This vase represents everything we can do to please God: our good works, our prayers, our efforts to grow to maturity; all this God values most highly. Into the making of this vase, then, we put all we have, our whole self. It is for god we are fashioning it, we tell ourselves. When it is finished, we begin our journey up the mountain.
When we reach the top a double shock awaits us. God is not there--there is silence, no response when we make our arrival known. Secondly, the vase isn’t beautiful anymore. There it is in our hands, a tawdry common pot the vase into which we had put our all. A deep instinct is tell us that if we want God, we have to go over the other side of the mountain, and one glance reveals a steep, mist-bound, featureless face. We can’t go down there with anything in our hands; we must drop the vase, still precious though so disappointing. We cannot take it with us; we must go to God with nothing in our hands.
Our spiritual achievement is our most precious treasure. It has to go. “For his sake,” cries one who understood this. “i have suffered the loss of all things and I regard them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having righteousness of my own that comes from the Law, but one that comes through faith in Christ.” 1 Now we can only begin to see the shabbiness of all we have done and do when God shows it to us.
But what matters is that we recognize that it is God who is showing it to us and gladly let it go. The ideas we had formed of God, our working plan of him, so to speak, are destroyed. “Our” God disappears. it is only when he does disappear that we can meet the true God, who is mystery.
In these days many of us are compelled toward achievement of one kind or another. From achievement in career, recognition, monetary gain or simply being remembered. Social achievement is encouraged through facebook and other sites, and we’re encouraged to rank ourselves with various other applications. Be in the “in” crowd and surely you’ll get noticed. Even now I’m compelled to link my own artwork, in hopes that I will get recognition if not in a marked visit to my work, but ultimately to a sale. In fact I have convinced myself that if I encourage enough traffic to my site, it will certainly achieve monetary success. Is that not a contradiction of terms, that I’m trying to achieve a certain openness to the direction of God through these spontaneous paintings and then I seek recognition outside of God? And what does it mean “achieve openness”?
Certainly I’m seeking openness with God for my own gain, but ultimately for the reward of being one with God. But isn’t that what Sister Burrows is saying, that when we stop trying and surrender without expectation, or trying to be, or do, or become anything for God, that we discover the true mystery?
What would we be if we did not have future goals of achievement to focus on? How would we progress in life? How would growth occur if not for trial and error? Intuitively I know her words to be true, and yet how does one stop trying to achieve, when one’s paradigm and certainly the paradigm of America is to do just that?
Something to ponder more deeply. Your thoughts?
1Phillipians 3: 7 But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. 8 What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ 9 and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ--the righteousness that comes from God and is by faith. 10 I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, 11 and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead.
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What the story says seems to support this - "This vase represents everything we can do to please God: our good works, our prayers, our efforts to grow to maturity; all this God values most highly." All these are spiritual endeavours, rather then material ones. Even as material accomplishments, they are done in His name - dedicated to a higher good rather then for personal gain. The catch 22 is that we cannot escape striving for personal gain, not even our spiritual accomplishments are free from this motive. But if we are made in His image then this is also divine - we are built like this and it is an incredibly effective drive that we can engage for a good purpose. It becomes a stepping stone, the steps that lead us up the mountain. And if we are so fortunate as to reach the top of this mountain then the work it took to get us to its top also cleared our view of imperfection so that we can look at our "vase" and recognize its relative poverty, and recognize that all the good ideas we had about God were similarly tainted by our understandable limitations. I really love what sister Burrows says is necessary to mature from this peak - to let go of all our spiritual accomplishments, the law itself (dogma), and to rely on pure faith.
The question you ask is one I ask myself in a different way. I find that the answer can only come from looking in with the courage of honesty and readiness to repeatedly surrender. But to what and how always depends on where one is in on the journey. I now respect that until I get to the top of the mountain I must value all that it takes to get me up there, and that the view reveals itself to those who look with courage and honesty - always ready to surrender the safety of even the good laws and the credentials of spiritual accomplishments, with emphasis on safety and credentials, surrender them into pure faith. The challenge is to do what needs doing - from praying to taking out the garbage, all acts with pure faith, understanding cause and effect but not imprisoned by expectation. I find this difficult most times. It is the training for me. Sorry I've gone on so much - the fingers wanted to hit the keys...
I love your artwork Anne, and your reflections too.
I love your artwork Anne, and your reflections too.
I saw in the ring not lightning but a crown of thorns.
I don't know what to make of that.
I think it's perfectly reasonable to expect our natural abilities or acquired skills to help us achieve material goals ~ security, comfort, healthy outcomes for our children.
The blinding factor, and I guess this applies across all theologies, is desire.
For me, anyway, that's been the limiting element, in relation to the awareness you refer to as God.
Surrender, for me, was never an option.
Ironic really, when I reflect how much of my life I gave to alcohol.
Desire is a tricky one that is for sure. In terms of surrender in your case, and using alcohol in the past tense--I wonder what is it that helped you stop using alcohol if it is indeed in the past tense? I find it hard to fathom that the innocence you portray in your illustrations doesn't come from a place of vulnerability and the kindness of your words and warmth of your heart....to me that is God coming through you. AFterall what is love if not God?
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I forgot to say how much I love the textures in this piece ~ all that wrinkled, scumbled abstract fury/chaos around the horse and the calm inside the ring above. Electric.
I wonder if always ... we are caught in the tension between heaviness and light ...
And then when the always ... is so right now ... the tension sometimes ... makes breathing hard ... to breathe ...
I have always hated goals ... they seem only, for me, to be nothing of me but in the way ... artificial steps ... asked for by someone else ... even as I write these words ...
they are in the way ... I can not breathe ...
Why is it not ... simply ... enough to be ...
Is it possible ... that that is love ...
Some part of me ... has always ... known ...
that love ... is all ...
Just now I am so tired of heaviness ...
Perhaps it is part of what allows us first to see
a crown of thorns ...
Is there a time when ... I’m not sure ...
when we can let the thorns go ...
when even in fog ...
even in cloud ...
it may be enough ...
to simply be ...
hands, arms that may reach out ...
may hold ...
heart that may hear another’s heart ...
may listen ...
may hear ...
may allow artifice ... to fall away ...
may allow whatever is real ... to be ...
may allow love ... to be ... to thrive ...
to love ...
and in love’s loving ...
to fill empty places ...
to allow us to hold each other ...
that love ...
that we ...
may simply ... be ...
But yes to only love and be-- this is I think what this devotional is saying, and yet so difficult..In a recent discussion with someone regarding a certain circumstance she said, "You must feel like a caged animal". I said yes I did. I gave that some more thought and really most of my life I have felt like a caged animal. Lovers telling me I'm too intense or "take up too much space" or too sensitive--I'm always adjusting myself to accommodate others.And by now it's all getting a bit tiring. Don't we all on some level? Isn't that what we call civility? That's why these discussions are so wonderful, not having to adjust ourselves quite so much.
In art and in worship it is the time when I feel the most free to be...
R♥
I like this: "The ideas we had formed of God, our working plan of him, so to speak, are destroyed..." This seems to happen over and over again even during this lifetime...the working plan is useful for a while, then we outgrow it, maybe especially during some crisis when things seem to shift.
I guess we're social beings, and we naturally like to do things that please other people and that we get recognition for. We're really lucky if we can find things that please us and others, both, and find some kind of joy in it. And very lucky if we can earn a living at it! When our work or art or cooking or converation resonates with someone else, maybe we're just wired to seek that out and enjoy it; maybe these are the threads that weave a culture together.
You have my prayers with your teen-age girl. Mine's had her share of troubles...wishing you both lots of love and resources to weather these years, and hopefully happy moments, too...it does get better. :)