Timothy J. Pruitt's Blog, page 369

The Cul De Sac

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We hope you enjoy this iPainting of “The Cul De Sac”.

iPainting English Black Fallow Deer

[image error]This iPainting is of the English Black Fallow Deer.

iPainting English White Fallow Deer

[image error]This is a “English White Fallow Deer”, we hope you enjoy this iPainting.

Venice Casa Mare

[image error]We hope you enjoy this iPainting of “Venice Casa Mare, or the Venice Sea House. 

Eddington Coffee Waffles And Fishing For A Shark

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After our last plane ride, we took alternate transportation back to the Czech Republic. When we got there, Otecko told me about what he and Sam had been up to. The Professor had decided not to pursue charges against Otecko.

He had been in no legal danger thanks to Sam anyway, but it made them curious. They decided that the careful Professor had weighed the risk, and he reasoned the cost was to high. So they kept digging.

Every other week, the Professor spent a few days at a private club. They wouldn’t tell me the details, but Sam placed a man on the inside. Everything was pretty much routine, except for the Professor’s stroll in the garden on Thursday afternoons.  

He would have extended conversations with the gardener. On the surface they seemed very casual, but over three different trips, the Professor would repeat several lines of the previous conversations. Sam laid out the next details.

“We checked out the gardener. He’s got a record, which explains why the Professor uses this method of contact. The gardener only works every other Thursday. The owner of the club hired him personally.”

“No other employee only works one day. We looked into the club owner. He was clean, but his child got a scholarship at the university. Guess who pushed it through.”

Otecko interrupted. “You two are tired. Get some rest. We’ll meet after a good night’s sleep, for coffee, waffles, and fishing for a shark.”

A Beautiful Morning

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“… Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy cometh in the morning.”

The above translation is from a popular Jewish translation from 1917. It’s almost identical to the King James, except that instead of endureth, it says tarry. It’s a subtle difference, but powerful.

A hotel guest may stay the night but they check out the next morning. Remember this Psalm was written for the dedication of David’s home. Sorrow is never a permanent resident, no matter how extended the stay, it’s only a temporary lodger.  

With either translation, joy still comes in the morning. Weeping isn’t connected with night in general, but with staying the night, joy is associated with the morning itself. Every home experiences daybreak, each and every day. 

It is not just a welcome friend, but a state of transformation. The house looks different at sunrise. Sorrow may throw its coat on your furniture, blocking our view of some of our blessings, but joy and light bathes everything it touches in warmth and brightness. 

Each of us will go through sorrow, but we must never allow it to do more than rent a room for a short period. Joy though is meant, like a suntan to alter the very structure of our lives.  

Sorrow has a purpose, to Better us, not bitter us, so make sure it pays its bill. Allow joy to influence your outlook, your attitude, and your altitude by lifting your eyes to the sunrise. It’s a beautiful morning!  

Surprise?

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We love excitement, as long as it’s A. not happening to us, or B. it’s something we consider good. The problem is, we have ignored two important points behind every surprise.  

The first is, like life itself, it doesn’t spontaneously occur. A baby isn’t suddenly born, though an early delivery may make us feel that way. Like our breathing, breath by breath, day by day, month by month, usually 9, a baby is born.

The same is true of our excitement, good or bad. The present we didn’t expect, someone prepared. The alarming occurance that we didn’t plan for, someone else did. The same is true of boredom. 

Contrary to popular belief, we don’t suddenly decide one day, I’m bored. Oh I don’t deny we may only recognize it until it’s upon us, but like surprise, it has a trail.

As does sickness, happiness, education, or old age. They were built a brick at a time, step by step. Take the boredom I mentioned. 

One cause of boredom is efficiency. Some times you’re bored simply because you’ve completed your task list. Other times it’s built by routine, day in and day out of the same acts.

Other causes may point to everything from anticipation to depression. Like the scientific law, everything has a cause and effect attached to it.

That gives validity to the statement by the Apostle Paul, “I think myself happy.” It was not that he did this on his own, but with God’s help.

There was however a process, which began I believe, when He asked for God’s help. The next step was to focus on something good, and pleasant. Then to build upon those good thoughts. 

The same is true of success, or recovery from an illness or heartbreak. We say time heals all wounds, and it does, but it’s how it does it that is so fascinating. 

Time places distance between you and your pain, fear, or doubt. Along the way, it introduces you to reasons to keep going, people that inspire you, and faith to hold on to while you climb. 

Whether you take the time or make it, the last three letters are the same. Act to move from where you are to where you’re going, Keep holding on to the things that are truly valuable, and enter into the new season that God has for you. 

iPainting The Canal

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Sketch The Mountains

[image error]This is a digital sketch of “The Mountains”, we hope you enjoy.

iPainting Entertainment

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This is an iPainting based on a play from London.  We call the iPainting “Entertainment”.