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Textures of Text: Let’s Go All Word Wild

August 9, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Perhaps the role of those involved in the arts, then, is to awaken ourselves and others to beauty–in all its risk and richness. ~Luci Shaw

Let’s go all word wild.

Let’s bound over boundaries and

color outside the fence lines.

Let’s open up new spaces within ourselves

and dive in deep waters.

Let’s be reckless with richness

and leap into the light.

Let’s splash the page with color

and melt heaven to earth.

Let’s let our imaginations loose

and gallop with the Spirit.

Let’s wake up to

exuberant beauty!

I ask—ask the God of our Master, Jesus Christ, the God of glory—to make you intelligent and discerning in knowing him personally, your eyes focused and clear, so that you can see exactly what it is he is calling you to do, grasp the immensity of this glorious way of life he has for his followers, oh, the utter extravagance of his work in us who trust him—endless energy, boundless strength. ~Ephesians 1:18-19 (Message)

Reflecting in community on chapters 7 and 8 of Breath for the Bones: Art, Imagination, and Spirit: Reflections on Creativity and Faith.

Join the discussion over at The High Calling

Also linking today with Peter Pollock’s
One Word at a Time Blog Carnival on fences.

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  1. Lynn Mosher says

    August 9, 2011 at 12:18 pm

    Yes, yes! Let’s!!! Beautiful!

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:17 pm

      So lets! 😀

  2. Meredith says

    August 9, 2011 at 2:21 pm

    This is breathtaking, and refreshing. 🙂

    I found you through High Calling Blogs, and I think I might have just seen you on BlogFrog!
    So excited!!

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:17 pm

      So cool, Meredith. And you did. I joined the (in)courage community (I thought I already had), and that apparently bumped me right into BlogFrog, and now I have to figure out what to do with that. 😉 Wonderful to see you here.

  3. Lisa notes... says

    August 9, 2011 at 3:15 pm

    Absolutely beautiful pictures! I feel exhilarated just in the looking.

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:15 pm

      Thank you, Lisa! I love seeing deep with the images, too.

  4. S. Etole says

    August 9, 2011 at 6:02 pm

    The words you choose in conjunction with your photos are always just perfect!

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:14 pm

      If that’s true, I’ve learned from the best. You.

  5. laura says

    August 9, 2011 at 6:34 pm

    Those photos…I feel like I have plunged headlong into rich living! You certainly have heeded Luci’s call–awakening to beauty. Just gorgeous, Sandy.

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:14 pm

      Oh, Laura, thanks. I love Luci. I must order this book. The Kindle is just not cutting it.

  6. Lyla Lindquist says

    August 9, 2011 at 8:09 pm

    It’s hard to breathe in the deep sea where you dive, Sandy.

    This is beautiful stuff. I’ve missed getting over here lately. I’ll be fixing that…

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:12 pm

      Lyla! You’ve been so busy. And I still haven’t forgotten you, girlfriend. Honest. I’m a bad little writer friend.

  7. Glynn says

    August 9, 2011 at 8:57 pm

    Beautiful photos, Sandy – and collectively, a work of art.

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:10 pm

      Thanks so much, Glynn. You encourage me to keep pressing on.

  8. Elizabeth Young says

    August 10, 2011 at 12:05 am

    Beautiful Sandra, exquisite photographs and wonderful writing!

    • Sandra says

      August 11, 2011 at 8:44 am

      Thanks so much, Elizabeth!

  9. Patricia says

    August 10, 2011 at 12:42 am

    Love those monarch shots! So beautiful Sandy! Galloping with the Spirit… what a freeing sensation. Beautiful.

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:09 pm

      Thanks, Patricia! Let’s round us up a holy posse and go round up some wild words. 😉

  10. Karen Lange says

    August 10, 2011 at 3:48 pm

    Word wild, yes, I’m in! 🙂

    • Sandra says

      August 10, 2011 at 4:09 pm

      Ahh, Karen. I thought of you just yesterday as I surveyed my wild not-garden, now all mowed over, gone to grass and weeds.

  11. Hazel Moon says

    August 10, 2011 at 7:32 pm

    Color outside the lines of the fence and – – be brave enough to get out of the box. I liked your line: Let’s splash the page with color and melt heaven to earth. I tried to envision heaven melting and perhaps the rain is more than God’s tears, but a melting of color in process when we see the rain bow.

    • Sandra says

      August 11, 2011 at 8:47 am

      Beautiful thought, Hazel. Thank you.

  12. Cindee Snider Re says

    August 14, 2011 at 4:36 pm

    Sandra, I was inspired by your post and photos and then again by Hazel’s comment! Twice blessed in one post! Love that!

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