Sunday, April 24, 2016

The Old Man and His Fishing Pole

When I was a little girl my mother owned this figurine of a Chinese fisherman.  I remember her telling me that it was an inexpensive piece from a dime store, but I kept it after my mother's death because it reminded me of her and my first father, who died when I was 7.
      He is so old now that his hat is chipped and his fishing pole is gone, but he still sits out waiting for a fish to bite.  He's had so much practice that he doesn't need the pole anymore.  His fishing is spiritual in nature; he catches bits of truth and mindfully ponders them.  Wisdom and age have weathered his face and whitened his hair.  His life is simple; bare feet, sunshine, and a basket for thoughts.  I find him charming!

Sunday, April 17, 2016

"Because He loves you, He will find You", Sunday Musing 34

Outside my window birds are singing, the sky is blue, and it's pleasantly cool.  The crabapple trees have tiny leaves and daffodils are in full bloom.  Spring is finally here!
      Spring reminds me that one of life's themes is restoration.  Nature testifies of this each spring when plants wake up and bloom again.  Each of us can be healed, both physically and spiritually, and we can rebuild things and lives.
       A couple of years ago I did a computer search for the Indianapolis home I lived in the first few years of my life. It was a duplex owned by my widowed great-aunt.  We moved away from the city when I was four, but periodically we visited her at that same home until the mid to late sixties, when I was  teen.  At that time she relocated to an apartment because the neighborhood was no longer safe to live in.  I have never been back.
       While searching online I discovered that the area she lived in continued to decline and was nicknamed the "Dodge City" of Indianapolis by the 1990's.  It was horrible, with abandoned buildings and empty blocks.  I wondered what became of my aunt's home, or if it was even there.
      I was shocked when I found online photos of lovely homes in her old neighborhood.  The area was rebuilt about  10-13 years ago.  Plans included restoring homes that were worth salvaging, and building new ones in the old style.  My aunt's duplex didn't make it, but in her lot is a beautiful house.
      I'm reminded of how our lives can also be rebuilt.  Below is a link to a beautiful talk by President Dieter F.Uchtdorf , counselor in the First Presidency of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  The title, He Will Place You  on His Shoulders and Carry You Home, refers to Christ's parable of the lost sheep, another tale of hope and restoration.  My title, "Because He loves you, He will find you", is from his talk.

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In addition to being a violist, I am a wife and mother (three sons). I dabble in writing, handwork, sewing and photography.