Rooted to the Earth, Clothed With Power

The Feast Day of the Ascension makes me think about how often we might feel made of marble, our feet firmly planted on the ground.

Detail from Mepkin Statue

We want to ascend, but so much keeps us here, our earthly worries so heavy.




Mepkin Statue

We are like this building, held to the earth by many weeds:

Mepkin Outbuilding

I was struck by this Ascension reading:  the latter part of Luke 24:9: "so stay here in the city until you have been clothed with power from on high."

Full Moon at Mepkin

How would we behave, as artists, as Christians, as citizens, if we took this Bible passage to heart?  We are clothed with power from on high--but so often we forget to claim that power.