Seeing Just Enough

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To see more clearly, I must simply gaze more faithfully.

I’ve just completed an application to be an artist vendor at an April event.

I have a list of other places I and my art may “get to be” and one I was selected for and am a day late on the paperwork. I’ve just emailed the coordinator and said a solid silent prayer.

It’s okay if I’m not there. There are other places I should be and you know these, Lord.

Tiny Words

I’m of the age I can see far away only with my contacts in and to read I suddenly am learning neither glasses nor contacts are beneficial. I toss them off, they are no help.

I see best up close, reading or painting with simply my naked eye.

I see what is needed to be seen by me, nothing more and only what’s very close.

I see just enough.

My Place

My focus is on what is near.

What is now, not in the distant future, not beyond my reach or my vision.

And so, I can give myself grace and permission to simply and quietly do what is mine to do in my “present place”.

Cakes, Mamas and Remembrance

“Act faithfully according to thy degree of light, and what God giveth thee to see; and thou shalt see more clearly.” Edward D. Pusey

Walking, listening, with an attentive ear and vision only committed to faithfully see what’s not too far to see, only just in front of me.

“And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it,” when you turn to the right or when you turn to the left.” Isaiah‬ ‭30‬:‭21‬ ‭ESV‬‬

I’m joining other writers today in the Five Minute Friday community, prompted by the word “Far”

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6 thoughts on “Seeing Just Enough

  1. aschmeisser's avatar

    I’ve got clear distant vision
    as I be-bop down the street
    even as cancer’s dank prison
    tries to ensnare my feet
    with the vines of hopeless fear
    and bitter iron chains.
    But don’t you know, it can’t come near
    for my heart still remains
    in future that I might not see
    but in which I will take part,
    for legacy is victory,
    and I have a good start
    on spreading hopeful seeds of grace
    far beyond my own last resting place.

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