For the better part of the past six months, the theme in our house has been sharks and unicorns. (It might currently be changing to Mario and Princess Peach, but we’ll see if this trend will stick or if it’s just a passing phase).
Sharks and unicorns.
Big, scary, beautiful ruler-of-the-ocean beasts with large teeth that constantly fall out. Okay – Boy is more interested in the big and scary part, not so much the teeth. I just find the teeth part slightly entertaining. Fierce animals that swim peacefully, but can kill in the blink of an eye.
Illusive horses with long, pointy, horns with razor-sharp tips raising from their foreheads. Rainbows follow them everywhere – maybe even come from their butts, or are the trails of their flightpaths. Unicorns shimmer. They are fierce (you’d never want to meet one in hand-to-hand combat) and beautiful.
Sharks and Unicorns. While they take different forms, I think my children are enchanted by the same things – strength, passion, and beauty.
Wow – this entry is not going in the direction I expected. Story of my life.
Strength, passion, and authentic beauty. I know I love those things too. I know my Mister does too. I know many people who are.
I think when God dreamed of and formed humans, molded us, I think He gently folded into our souls the need for strength, passion, and authentic beauty. Partly to draw us to Him. Partly because He loves those things too (look at the mountains, the ocean, animals – it is impossible to look at any of those and not see strength and authentic beauty. Study long enough and it will be impossible to not see the passion in the formation of these things around you). Maybe this love of, this need of these three things, is part – just PART – of the Imago Dei (God’s image) that He’s placed in all of us.
We need these things; we’re thirsty for them. We crave them. I think that’s why we try to make fake versions of them – because the real thing draws us to God, and yet, we still need them – even if we hate/deny/ignore God. It’s like… part of what keeps our souls alive.
If we live lives without strength, without passion, without authentic beauty we become…shadows of who we are supposed to be. We get that “I’m just going through the motions” “life is bleh” “I need to change something – maybe look for a new coffee table” feeling. You start getting petty and distracted.
I’m rambling. There’s so much here, and I’m just beginning to process it. Like, JUST. This was supposed to be a blog about where our focus was – on the dark, lurking scary stuff (sharks), or on the beautiful, imaginative and shimmery (unicorns). Obviously – learn to focus on the unicorns. But…this is something else…more…that, is eluding like the unicorn does the hunters in mythic tales. I can feel myself being led into the forest like to many knights in so many tales, with just glimpses, learning little bits at a time, ever hunting. Eventually, I will have to become the maiden with the pure heart that sits still in the middle of the forest, that the unicorn comes and places its head in her lap. But, right now….. I hunt. I ponder. I I wonder. I love this part of new ideas. The mulling-over.
Strength, passion, authentic beauty. All I think I can say right now is – seek them out. Notice how they can – if you allow them – draw you to Him. Notice what they teach you about Him.
Notice. Pay attention. I think this is important.
Strength, passion, and authentic beauty.
In His Chrysalis 