Pictures of People - the pitchers that can contain more than biological life.

It seems like if I am going anywhere, specially if it is deeper into "my own back yard", & I am to follow Yeshua (Jesus) as the Leader of Humanity, then I will be serving any folk I meet, offering something to brighten up their day. I don't appear to have much, but what I have I will give. One thing I started some years ago (at a schoolies week event) was having a go at drawing someone with a pen. I started doing it on thin card with a faint watermark on the back of the card, to the effect of the pic immediately below. Then I'd have a go at drawing the person, on the other side of the card, preferably while one of my friends (or even stranger) asked them personal questions (though not about romance), to keep them still for 3 minutes. see examples below, & above.

Marking Time (re-iterating)

willing walker(s)

while away

the time of his(/their) life!

(Marking Time! - 2013AD)

This walk is a kind of pilgrimage.  People normally go away for pilgrimage, but I’m wanting to go deeper into my own back yard...

I’ve seen what happened in 1st Century Palestine with Jesus of Nazareth. I do think he’s the best leader this world has seen. I’m enamoured with him, & think he is God’s chosen Leader of Humanity (the CHRIST), but I want to see what God’s doing here in my own country; I’m not really looking for religious stories, but REAL stories.

(thanks to Andy Vincent who helped this above explanation be born by asking, listening & reflecting back creatively; 1st posted on the 10 Sept 2013. The explanation below was first posted on Monday the 23rd of August- interesting especially as I look at) the last point and consider my movements in the next few days. In a bed with sore tendons(?) in my left leg.

Monday 23 August:

Walking under the same guiding stars that Enoch & Abraham walked under, i.e. to go with the original purpose of Adam, the son of God.

Walking “against the flow” of the first Adam & Eve (after not refraining from eating the forbidden fruit - hiding from the sound of the LORD God walking in the garden in the cool of the evening).

Walking as the second Adam walked in deserted areas with wild animals, filled with God’s spirit (to no seeming purpose, except to be personally tempted), & looked after by God’s emissaries,

Walking as he walked dusty crowded streets, to bear witness to God’s reign, to affirm the good he saw,  disenfranchise the evil, & to serve in God’s name.

Walking as he walked - to call others to follow him in the above; to a cross (a period of suffering, rejection, which might not seem linked to purposive service to others), before being raised by God.

miss ta walker?

The good that Jesus Christ called “God”

through hell & high water,

is walking, and has always trod

with his people, they’re his daughter.

It’s like there are two kinds of folk

who live throughout the Earth

-  and I don’t mean the “sheila” / “bloke”

dichotomy, for what it’s worth –

I mean the kind who’re “open up”

to what they were made for:

it doesn’t matter: tiny bub,

or a hundred in the shade, for

they’re like God’s kids, his child-er-en,

his own daughter or son,

whether new-born, or two, or ten,

he loves them (and he’ll discipline)

-not in that harsh, embittered way-

but still enough to learn

the worth of all they do or say;

they learn respect, and they won’t “turn-

-on ya”, and then just be diff’rent,

they get God’s character!

They’re “open up” to love and when’t

causes pain, they still barrack ta

see it win. They have confidence

and know the mys-stur-y

of love that is it’s one defence,

won’t throw it out for just what’s seen!

These folk come in shapes and sizes,

cultures - all seem diff’rent,

but the thing that each one prizes:

what eternity’s culture’s meant!

It means that all power and glory are

by God owned, and on loan,

instead of “We are the STAR”,

they want God’s light of love more shown!

The others have already died,

some grieving has been done;

but plans of God are now being tried

to raise them up, each one.

Mean-while God’s still brooding, weaving,

walking throughout his world.

“Looks” have often been deceiving,

half (his grieving) has not been told!

Jesus told us his secret plan:

to hide within the weak,

the smallest, slowest, of human-

-ity’s face, is from where he’d peak.

We’re used to looking up to ’mpress

not down to beneath us;

so he who’s real, to real-ly bless

uses this ruse to bequeath us

his blessed image growing up

within our hearts & minds

and beings, that by showing up

will rule his world in ways divine.

I want to give more airplay to

the stories of these ones

who let God look on this world through

the eyes of his daughters and sons.

I want to walk just as he walks

I want to see as he,

to listen as he does (and talks),

let his story be told in me!

And to this goal I know I’ll slow

-ly keep on moving too;

a walker only, but I’ll go

on day-by-day walking with you.

Not only with self-discipline,

but with your true coaching,

one day, I’ll be the kind of man

that can handle man’s reproaching,

or human praise, and not become

sep-ar-a-ted from you,

and your care, in that christened ONE,

who walked the dusty streets then too.

Please now again, as long ago,

come walking in some skin

and bones, and let me see, please show

your world to me from eyes within.

Y' ARE WAY past our ken, & your appalling calling:

My Lord, I loves “wasting time” with you;

part of me shoves ‘portant things to do

off to anoth-er time, it’s true.

But I can’t cov-er this up. I’m blue.

My “blue” is here, as a spe-cial sign,

that I do fear that you are not mine,

and I’m not yours, but a bastard child,

not loved, because your love's not that wild.

What god has done such a thing as this?

To have a son, and record it bliss

to bind oneself, and then keep one’s word;

to bring good health to such small absurd..

..and selfish pricks, like ugly bird chicks.

They say “stuff sticks”, we sure need your licks

to clean us off, both the food and poo -

what’s come from me, and what’s come from you!

Dribble, and spew, then there’s wee and poo

all comes from me.    Now what comes from you?

Hugs, food and drink, and the cleaning up!

Smiles make us think that your love’s enough.

Your songs and sounds, articulation;

just being ‘round; some times dictation;

and snuggling up. Then your washing time,

and time to sup, makes life near sublime.

But most of all  is your creative

woo and call, that’s more than sate-ive,

colour and smell, and the lilt of tune.

You do things well! Y’ARE our WAY, and BOON!

Walker: What's the big, medium & small reason(s)?

Well, this is part of the journey, I spose, unsure of what to do at the medium & small levels. 30 reasons to do it. A clear organizing principle at the big scale, but no clear order or organizing principle when it comes down to the smaller levels of rationale & method, failing a clear vision. ...

Maybe i need a clearer method & way. God, help me.

Here's a link to some of my thinking so far..