This week is Spring Break around our house. It doesn’t feel
like spring outside. It’s still only in the 40’s, but the sun is shining and
that makes it look like spring. Usually, we would do something special during
this week like take a trip. With it being so early in the spring this year, and
the weather not cooperating, we decided to stay home. Instead we are doing some
day trips and otherwise keeping to our regular schedule.
On Tuesday we went to the new art museum at Michigan State
University. That was interesting. Most of the art is of the modern variety. I
especially liked the exhibit called Patterns. The artwork in this exhibit
included designs made with string or fish wire pulled across pins. Several were
done using only straight lines of wire pulled between pins organized in
circles. The resulting patterns made the overall pictures into circles. It also
appeared to create texture due to the resulting shadows. Pretty amazing.
As I think about the straight lines creating a circular
pattern, I see my life that way, too. As I’m busy going from point A to point
B, my life can seem kind of boring and straight. However, the resulting pattern
others may see may actually be of curves and circles, not nearly as boring as
the pattern I see before me. Sometimes things are not as we see them.
Sometimes, doing the little things in our lives that seem boring or straight
really yields a beautiful piece of artwork, a complicated mosaic on display for
others to see.
That’s how I want my life to be. I want to do the basic, simple things
each day but produce great masterpieces of a life well lived. Maybe that’s what
my life actually is. Me doing the simple things that turn into something
beautiful as the simple patterns are repeated over and over again. That’s how I
see other people’s lives. They do the simple things and I see the intricately
woven patterns of their lives, beautiful pictures made up of the ordinary
actions of each day. Each life is turned into a masterpiece as intricate as
those fish wire designs in the museum.
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