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Iris Carignan - Published author, award-winning artist, inspirational speaker, and poet.
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Send An Alleluia

by Iris Carignan

Eternal Light,
From up above,
Break through the darkness,
Of the world.
And shed your light,

Into my heart.
Shine it Lord,
On every part.

We are weary,
And our hearts are dry.
Send an alleluia,
and hear our cries.

Eternal Light
Shine on my path.
With your truth,
For I know twill last

Cut through the fog.
Lighten the load.
Send and alleluia.
Cleanse and mold,
My heart to yours Lord,
Oh, may it be,
I’ll sing an alleluia 
Only to thee.

May each morning’s sunlight,
Of every new day,
Carry love’s hope,
On every bright ray.

But should the joy,
Not show its face,
And evil hide your,
Love and grace,

I’ll sing an alleluia,
Lord, still unto thee.
I’ll sing an alleluia,
And let praises be.

Vibrant Colors Aglow
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Six Steps to Painting a Picture

As an art teacher I’ve had the opportunity to help others learn how to paint and my favorite subject is landscapes. It occurred to me that the process of painting a landscape is also a good metaphor for a believer’s journey. Most artists who strive to become better in their craft usually seek a teacher or master artist to help them learn to paint well. They listen and study the teacher’s methods and then try to put them into practice. Likewise, as believers we not only come to the Lord as our Savior, but as our master and teacher and try to apply His instructions to our life. And much the same as art, the process of living-out God’s word, often includes mistakes and failed attempts. But, through perseverance, and practice, artists and believers alike will begin to see success as they “paint” their way through life. 

Looking at a step-by-step process for doing a landscape painting, I found the instructions apply equally well to both artistic and spiritual goals. Although you will likely need more than I have laid out here, I have simplified this into only 6 steps. 

#1.  Consider where you place the horizon line. Before you lay it in, you need to decide what part of the painting you want to be the most important in the composition. Do you want the sky, or heavenly part, to be predominant, or do you want everything that is below the horizon to be the most important.? Whatever you want to be the most important should be the largest area. So be sure to set the line at the right place. Similarly, in the grand scheme of your life, do you see your time here on earth as the biggest portion of our days and thus the most important, or do you see eternal life as an extravagant and boundless expanse that should be considered more important?Therefore, do you aim your efforts towards earthly things or heavenly things? So let the master of your life draw that line from the start.

#2. Lay in your big shapes and general colors. What are the big spiritual goals you have and how might they shape your actions for the strokes of each day ahead? 

#3. In planning your painting decide early what and where the focal point of it will be. Likewise, in your life, what one thing should stand out to others when they look at the picture of your life?  Keep in mind that all the contrasting dark times of trouble next to the bright spots of His light draws the most attentionSo let your light shine brightly during your trials and remember to keep your focus on Him.

#4. Stand back and look at what you have so far. Look to see if the overall design and composition is good. Make any changes you need to make before getting too committed to the wrong course. Whatever stage of life we are at, its always a good idea to step back and look at what we are doing. Examine from a godly perspective as to whether or not we are on the right course. Ask yourself, have I strayed off course in some way? Do I need to make any changes in my life before getting too invested in something that is wrong?

#5. Check your reference frequently throughout the painting process and look closely so you don’t miss important details or make the wrong assumptions about what is there. If you look at it often enough, you’ll probably see things you didn’t notice before. You may need to correct something that you painted wrong too.  As a believer, you should continue to read God’s word. Look for new revelations, watch for His corrections and then make the adjustments in your life’s picture at each juncture where needed. 

#6. Paint the details, especially in the important things and put in the accents of extra color or brightness where they best serve a purpose. Leave out some details where they aren’t necessary. The things closest in the picture usually need more detail and attention. Make sure you pay attention to the details of life that are most important. Too often we get so caughtup with other distractions in life that we ignore the best things including those who are closest to us. Let God’s Spirit guide and direct how you paint each day and let Him make the brushstrokes.

Now sign it! You’re done. Enjoy your accomplishment. Do you feel good about the work before your eyes? Make sure you aren’t comparing your work to another artist’s work when you evaluate its beauty. Remember there will always be another artist who is better in some way. Be glad you finished the work. Make sure you don’t compare yourself to others when evaluating your worth before God. Remember, God loves youThank God for working His purposes together in your life to create a beautiful painting of His love. Think of all the times He added things, took things away, pulled things together, allowed darkness to show you His light and brought color in your life. And when your life’s work is done, others will see God was the main focal point of your life and your master will say to you: “Well done, good and faithful servant.” Mathew 25: 23

Iris Carignan at the art exhibit.
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An Update of Reflections of Peace Exhibit at the Conejo Art Museum

The Conejo Valley Art Museum
proudly presents

Reflections of Peace
featuring the works of 
Iris Carignan

Yellow Tree-A Bird’s Eye View


Sunset on the Eucalyptus

Great News Everyone!
My art exhibit has been extended to
September 27th, 2020.

Iris’ Painting Demonstration!
Thanks to those who visited and watched me
paint a picture on Friday, Aug 7, and 14th.

Receptions News
Join me Saturday, August 29th from 5 to 7 pm,
for a Reception. Light refreshments provided.

Share the news!
Sincerely, Iris

His eye is on the sparrow
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His Eye On The Sparrow

You’ll never believe what a little bird told me just a few days ago. Have you ever gazed up at a flock of birds sailing across the sky? Or do you listen to their lilting songs letting the music lift your spirit? It’s something I do often especially during this season of Coved-19 lockdown. Observing them blesses me and reminds me of God’s awesome and infinite love for His creation. But lately, I confess, watching their gift of flight has brought out a little covetousness in me. I want to fly away from all the troubles our world is going through—disease, death, riotous anarchy, political strife.

So, naturally, when we discovered a bird’s nest under the eaves of our backyard patio, it caught my interest.  After a few weeks the high-pitched tweeting of little baby birds and the sight of their parents swooping in and out of the area, kept my interest going. One of the parents, the male no doubt, had a reddish color on its head and the female was an all brown mixture, like a sparrow would be. A quick Google told me they were house finches. 

But my heart took pause one day, when I discovered that all three baby birds had fallen out of the nest and sadly only one had survived the fall. The surviving little chick sat quivering and weak on top of a counter near our kitchen window. Not knowing what to do, I felt helpless, so said a quick prayer for it.  As I prayed, a verse in Matthew 10:29 came to me. The scripture talks about the value God places even on a little sparrow and that He knows when “one of them falls to the ground.”

It all happened the same morning as my art class, so I needed to hurry into my studio and get ready for my students. With the Corona Virus restrictions and pre-cautions in place, my usual 6 to 8 students had been pared down to only 3 at a time. And, during all the disappointing cancellations and shutdowns, I was glad to be able to do that much. Continuing the classes seemed to encourage them, especially our breaktimes when I would give an inspirational reading or thought for the day. For many, art class was the highlight of their week and for some, our inspiration time was the only spiritual food they would get. 

Pretty ironic, I thought, that I have 3 students to feed just like the mother bird did. 

After class was over, I quickly rushed to the backyard to check on the baby chick. The last time I’d checked on the little bird its eyes were shut and head bent down as if it might keel over any moment. Now it was on the ground and I figured it had tipped over and fell off the counter. The parents were still nowhere in sight. So, I called our neighborhood animal whisperer. She was a nice gal, named Senchal, who had a natural way with wild animals and critters of all kinds. She came over immediately. 

We were both concerned that the baby wasn’t getting fed frequently enough and we still hadn’t seen any sign of the parents. The wildlife rescue she called advised bringing the bird into their place, but it was a long drive and neither of us wanted to venture it. Besides, we knew the best thing would be for the parents to return and care for it. 

“Let’s move a good distance away from the bird so we won’t scare the parents away if they return.” She suggested then added, “and cross our fingers they do.”

I agreed we should move but suggested that prayer would be better than crossing our fingers. 

“Yes” she agreed. “You’re right.”

After placing the chick in a shoe box with some soft nesting grasses, we sat under a tree far enough away, yet close enough to see if they came back. Half an hour later, we were seriously considering the drive. By then we knew it had been at least 4 hours since the little chick had eaten and baby birds need to eat frequently— 5 to 6 times a day for newly hatched and 3 to 4 times for older chicks.  As we sat under the shady tree worrying for the bird’s survival, I reminded my friend that God’s word says He cares for the sparrow that falls to the ground and that He directed the animals to Noah for the ark. 

“So,” I said, “God can direct those parents back. We just need to trust in His love.” Then, I bowed my head to pray out loud this time, and asked God to lead the baby’s parents back to help it.

Miraculously, after about fifteen more minutes, I saw the mother bird fly to a nearby light post. Shortly after, the male parent arrived too. We were thrilled and watched anxiously to see what they would do. Scooting back into the house where we could watch safely from the windows, we were happy to see them fly down next to their baby.

A short while later my friend waived good-bye and asked me to keep her posted on the baby bird. “Keep your fingers crossed.” She said again. 

Arresting her departure with a reminder, I asked. “Now, didn’t you learn what really makes a difference?” 

“Oh, yeah.” She said. “Prayer!” She smiled and waved good-bye promising to keep in touch too. 

Later that day the baby bird had taken flight and left. The next day, while glancing out my kitchen window, I saw the baby bird fly into my yard. His flying skills needed some honing as he darted around erratically, but it was as if he was showing me that he was doing all right. Adding further irony to it all, that next evening I learned about a song that was going to be sung at church that very weekend— “His Eye is on The Sparrow.” As it turned out, the whole message that following Sunday was built around the message of God caring for his creation, including the sparrow, and even more so for us, and therefore we should be comforted during this time of Covid-19 lockdowns and riotous anarchy in the streets, because God cares about us, the dangers we’re in and what we’re feeling. 

So, guess you could say a little bird told me that and apparently whispered the same message to our pastor too.

Iris Carignan, 8/5/2020

Moriah's Wings Book
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Book Signing & Donation

Iris will be signing her new children’s book “Moriah’s Wings” at the $5 BOOKSTORE at: 2880 A Cochran Street, Simi Valley on Saturday December 21st from 2—5PM. Stop by and get one as a gift or bring one you’ve purchased online, so she can sign it. She will also have some of her other books, “Fresh Eyes: Seeing God in the Unexpected” on hand to sign.

Also, if you haven’t yet heard, Iris is offering a donation match for every Moriah’s Wings purchased online by December 16th. Buy one for yourself or a family member as a gift and Iris will donate another one to an orphan at Miracle House in Kenya, Africa. This makes a win win gift this Christmas season. Simply go to Amazon or to www.iriscarignan.com and find Moriah’s Wings by Iris Carignan, order one or more paperback copies and Iris will do the rest.

God bless you this Christmas and in the new year.

Morrow Bay Pastel
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THE BEST PRESERVATIVE

Have you ever purchased a loaf of bread that didn’t stay fresh for more than a day or two? If so, there’s a good chance it’s because it didn’t have any preservatives in it. It occurs to me that sometimes our faith can be like that too. Our enthusiasm may get a little stale. We may walk for years with strong unwavering faith, then suddenly something happens that causes us to fall into a puddle of doubts or even worse, we just feel dry.

I don’t know about you, but in my walk of faith, I’ve found that doubts can either become a yeast of puffed up vanity, or drive us to God. But through His word, our wandering (and wondering) minds can be cleansed and our faith preserved. Dr. Hugh Ross, once said: “Doubt asks the questions & unbelief won’t hear the answers.” His ministry, Reasons to Believe, is all about answering questions from doubting minds. But doubt isn’t necessarily a bad thing. No, it can be good. Admit it first, then let it drive you to Him for the answers. Clarifying exactly what your question or doubt is, can also be helpful. It might help to write your question down. Just saying we doubt something without being specific is a lazy and dangerous approach to finding the truth. After all, if you can’t articulate your question, then how will you know if you’ve found the answer?  

We all struggle with the deceitful malady of doubts, lies and vanity and our culture continually encourages it. We “eat up” the lies that our world feeds us through social media, movies, television; even friends. We tend to let those voices tell us what is important or true. Using a character in her novel, “the Scarlet Thread,” Francine Rivers states: “people hear what they want to hear.” So true isn’t it? We’ve probably all done that many times over and didn’t even realize it. Recognizing that our culture’s “soul food” is an illegitimate and temporary filling is a good start though. It can’t last because it doesn’t contain the eternal preservative of the Holy Spirit.

The Bible refers to Jesus in many symbolic ways and one that comes to mind in this regard, is that He is our “manna (or bread) from heaven.” While our world bombards us with all kinds of ways to satisfy our hunger, Jesus says: “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.” (Matt. 5:6).

Another wise approach to our inquiring minds is to pray about our doubts. Don’t think you can hide your doubts from God. You’re just fooling yourself. He already knows. The key to asking Him, in an honoring way, is to come with an open heart, truly listen, and then obey.

Remember, if Jesus really is within you, He is the only preservative who can give you eternal life. Jesus also said: “I am the living bread which came down from heaven. If anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever,” (John 6:51)

Calvary Community Church - Book Signing
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BOOK SIGNINGS FOR MORIAH’S WINGS

Author/Illustrator-Iris Carignan will be signing at the following places/times: (1)Sunday April 7th at Calvary Com. Church 10am to 12:30pm. (2) the Open Book in the Oaks Mall, Sat. April 13, 1pm-4pm (Receive a free gift with purchase on those dates)


Heavens in South Dakota
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CONTINUOUS CREATION

Was God’s creation of the universe a stagnant unchanging event? I think not. Evidence clearly points to an ever-changing creation of all things. Scientists marvel at the ongoing changes and evolutions of creation and the universe as they observe and examine it. Yet even their own theories and statements of “fact” are a voluminously changing field of speculations and findings. The more they discover, the more it changes, and many times their new discoveries actually line-up with what believers have said all along. It may be a new archaeological find or the Big Bang theory or some other new “exciting” find. Yet they seem to mostly stay on a course of agnosticism or atheism. One of the most brilliant scientists of all time—Einstein, however, stood out as unusual in that he often spoke from a position of faith in a creator. Today’s science continues to verify many of his famous theories as truth.

No, creation is not a stagnant singular event that only happened millions of years ago, anymore than our evolving culture and knowledge is. But let me be clear regarding evolution. I do not adhere to the full explanation of the evolutionary theory held by most scientists. I don’t believe that humans evolved from apes and that all life started as amoebas. I do believe there has been some evolution within species over time not giant jumps between them. In fact, what I’m talking about is that God’s creation itself begets creation. In other words, every life form that He created can also create in some way. Scientists know that the stars are born and die in the universe. And while we may not consider it a creating process when speaking about nature changing in form, haven’t we all spent at least a few minutes observing the movement and changes of the clouds in the sky? And, while all animals, insects and fishes etc. can reproduce, only humans can use their intellect to intentionally create something else besides other humans. For me as an artist, seeing a painting in progress is much like watching the clouds in the sky change and morph into a masterpiece.

One of my favorite things to paint, happens to be clouds. I find that as I start the process of painting clouds, it quickly becomes obvious that they will change over and over until they look and feel the way I want them to. Their shapes and colors will change and the sky colors around them will also change considerably as the painting progresses. Then as I work further on the rest of the painting and its subjects, the sky and clouds may change some more. That is because everything in the painting needs to work together in a cohesive way to compliment one another and form a good outcome or impressive impact on the viewer. If the completed painting fails to pull together all of its elements, it may not present the message the artist desires to bring. Therefore, the artist needs to continue to make changes and adjustments along the way in order to create the effect he or she is trying to accomplish.

In much the same way that an artist works a painting by changing it as needed, our great creator works his creation to its best fulfillment. Psalm 8:3 says “When I consider Your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have ordained, What is man that you are mindful of him, And the son of man that you visit him? For you have made him a little lower than the angels, and you have crowned him with glory and honor.”

To even consider all the major and minor creations and recreations of the plants, animals, and the cosmos, is to find His creative hand still at work. Consider, for instance, the crumbling of great mountains and the deepness of canyons or craters. These monumental creations continue to display God’s ever-changing earth. We may not have the longevity to observe their progress, but anyone who has children and have watched them grow, mature and change can easily testify to the ongoing nature of creation. And in much the same way that we have the honor of creating other human beings and seeing them grow, we also have the capacity to create things. We can create art or inventions, or new songs or new ways to do things. We can create beautiful things or we can make ugly dark things. We have the ability and the choice to do either. Oh, what a privilege we have. We have the innate, created ability to create as no other creature can. We are God’s most prized and beloved creation and as we continue to create, we can honor Him and assist Him in bringing forth the ultimate fulfillment or purpose of His initial creation.

When we create beauty through art, music or any other medium, we get to use our hands, hearts, souls and spirits to honor the great creator who placed that particle of DNA within us. Likewise, when we destroy beautiful creations of art, literature, or music, we are also vandalizing evidence of God’s creative hand in us. Even more heinous though, is the act of destroying one of God’s children. When we destroy another human being by intentionally killing them, whether they are children, adults or unborn babies, we are committing the most serious of crimes against our creator. We are then stopping a beautiful creation of God from continuing in creation themselves. We are preventing them from carrying out their purposes and gifts in His plan. And by our actions, we not only show our hate or disrespect towards another human being, we demonstrate hate towards our creator.

The joy I receive most every time I create something with my hands is an amazing gift that I cherish. Even greater, the day of birth for each of my children was the most miraculous fulfillment of creation I have experienced and nothing compares to that moment of realization.

The Joy of Creation, by Iris Carignan 2/3/2019

When God created the heavens and earth,
What joy the Father must have had
with this birth.

How awesome and amazing,
This miracle that came to be.
Each particle spoken,
Creation out of nothing,
The universe to see.

Along the way,
He stopped to say,
He saw that it was good,

But when man,
And woman came
On Heaven’s throne He stood
And it was then
That He proclaimed
It was very, very good.

Made in His image.

We get to create too,
We get to see beauty
in what we do.
We get to use hand
And in small ways
continue His plan.

Oh what a privilege
Oh what a joy,
To know of this gift
To partake,
and employ,

The power of creation
He placed inside of us.
Creation to creation,
Continues,

For it must!

Iris Carignan Road to Tyrella
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The Classiest Reunion of All

Recently my husband and I went to my 50th high school class reunion. Although I graduated from a California school, the reunion was held in Las Vegas Nevada. At first, I wasn’t sure I wanted to go. I hadn’t kept up with any of my classmates except for Margaret, who wasn’t able to attend. The only reunions I’d attended over the years were my 10th and 20th. It seemed that with both of those the only things anyone wanted to know about were things about profession, success and family size. Not that I had any objections to those things, but I wondered how much any of them truly mattered in God’s grand scheme. However, as I considered this big one, it seemed prudent that I attend. After all, it was likely there wouldn’t be another reunion after this. Surely it would be good to see if the professing Christians at the last reunion were still walking in faith and I wondered if any others had also come to salvation.  And, Okay I’ll confess there was one more reason I decided to go.

Admittedly, my own vanity raised its ugly head, as I considered this event. I felt a lot better about myself and my appearance, than I did in high school. Back then I was a very skinny freckle-faced kid with hard to manage natural curly hair. Teens can be cruel at times and some deep pain still lingered from those days. Now years later, my figure had filled-out fairly well, and my hair was a pretty blond coifed style. Plus, people say I look younger than most our age. I was curious to see if anyone would realize how much of an improvement there was since those gangly, awkward and difficult teenage years. Would my improved look make a difference? “Vanity of vanities…all is vanity” says the good “preacher” Solomon. But, maybe some of the hurts and wounds inflicted back then, could find restoration and reconciliation now. Besides, I reasoned, I’d found just the right dress – not too dressy, comfortable, and very cute.

The evening of the big event came. We entered the banquet hall and I scanned the room to see if anyone I remembered was there. Who are all those old people? I nearly blurted out loud.

It quickly became clear that it wasn’t going to be easy to recognize old acquaintances either. After wandering around the room trying to spot familiar faces to sit with, we gave up our futile efforts and simply chose a table that had spaces left. A few minutes after sitting, the gentleman to my right asked who I was. When I told him my name, a light of recognition struck his face; he stuck out his hand in greeting and with a big smile said his name – David. Suddenly, something in his bright eyes and sparkling expression broke through with great familiarity and recognition. It wasn’t long before we also discovered that both he and his wife were strong believers. Ironically, the other couple sitting at our table seemed familiar too, but it wasn’t until we started talking, and personalities came out, that we both recognized each other. Happily I learned they were also believers. He had come into faith several years after graduation.

Throughout the evening, it seemed that recognition mostly happened through expressions, personalities, and character. By the end of the event, I was able to connect with several friends and familiar classmates. Joyce, was a gal who had been in several of my art classes and she too had become a believer. She lived in a nearby town and we talked about getting together after the reunion. Another gal had struck me as familiar, but after introductions neither of us could remember knowing each other in school. It wasn’t until after the event that it we realized we had an even greater connection than school – the connection of Christ. Her name was Susie and she had since become a believer several years after graduation as well. No wonder her face shined with a certain joyous glow.

One week after my reunion, I received an email from Susie. She had noticed on the directory that I lived in her area and something I’d said made her wonder if we shared a common faith. We were able to get together for lunch a couple of weeks after the event. It was great to have this new Christian connection and share in spiritual matters of significance. As we sat having lunch, Susie shared that she had recently experienced an interesting church service. The pastor had asked the congregation to text him questions they had about heaven and eternal life. One of the questions regarded whether or not we would recognize friends and family when we get “up there.” I asked what he said and it was very much in line with what I believed according to scripture. Because we’ll have new bodies- “glorified bodies, ”when we get to heaven, I believe that it might take some time before we recognize each other when we. It would be somewhat similar to how it was after Jesus was resurrected from the grave and had his new body. People didn’t recognize him at first.

That was when it hit me “It will be a lot like that when we get to heaven,” I surmised. “Only we will hopefully all have younger, more beautiful bodies and faces.”

Ephesians 5:27 says: the church will be presented to Christ at His second coming “without spot or wrinkle.” And, much like our experience at the school reunion, it will take a while before we recognize each other in heaven. At the reunion, most of the time, the spark of recognition came as the individual’s personality and character showed through their eyes and expressions. That will also likely be the key to identification,—not our appearance.

Days after the reunion, I reflected further on what I’d observed. This time many were now interested in the things of the Lord instead of the things of this world. Of course there were exceptions, but at this reunion, thankfully, many had come to the realization that there was something and someone much more important in life than career, success and even family. And, in case you want to know, my own vain reasons for attending melted away too.

God’s word makes it very clear that we won’t bring any of those kinds of accomplishment with us into eternity. We won’t need to worry about impressing others in heaven with our clothes or figures. Nothing of material success, accomplishments, or even number of kids and grandkids will matter in eternity. The only things we’ll bring with us into heaven will be the attributes that God’s Holy Spirit have placed in our souls. And the only treasures we can attain there will be the spiritual treasures that we’ve built into eternity.

Not long after this event, my husband and I attended a 50th anniversary for Joni and Friends to honor our friend Joni Eareckson Tada. In many ways this was like a reunion for her as she reconnected with old friends and supporters. At the event I picked up one of her books, that I hadn’t yet read. It was Joni’s first book, “Joni, an Unforgettable Story”, and in it she talks about the kinds of things we’ll bring with us to heaven. “The only thing we can take with us to heaven,” she says, “is our character. Our character is all we have to determine what kind of a being we will be for all eternity. It’s what we are that will be tested by fire. Only the qualities of Christ in our character will remain.” (Chapter 15, page 174).

It also says in II Corinthians 4: 16 -18 (NIV), “Therefore do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day… So we fix our eyes not on what is seen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” II Corinthians 5 goes on to say that in heaven we will “be clothed with our heavenly dwelling. His Spirit was given to us as a deposit guaranteeing what is to come.” (NIV)

Wow! What a grand and hopeful word He has given us regarding our aging bodies. One day, we will have perfect, “heavenly clothes” to wear for eternity. Talk about the perfect dress!

Out of our large class of over 900, sadly about 143 were already deceased. Around 250 attended that night. I’m pretty sure that many of those who had passed away, never received the promised seal of salvation and a guarantee of a new and glorious body for all eternity. And so, much like my 50th, many of them won’t be attending that reunion either. I pray that many will be there and we can reconnect then. And, as Joni said, it will be the qualities and spirit of Christ in us that will shine through. It will be the good qualities of our personalities that were perfected by the Holy Spirit that will spark recognition when we get to that great eternal reunion. So, it may take awhile before we recognize each other in that great and classiest reunion of all, but we’ll have all of eternity to figure it out. And what a celebration that will be.

My husband and I at another kind of reunion—the 50th anniversary of Joni and Friends

A Blessing Indeed

It is good to celebrate together

         with friends and is a blessing indeed.

But even greater still to lift one another

         with helps and good deeds.

 

And when undergirded with prayer,

         ‘tis a chord of strength,

reaching from here to there.

Iris Carignan, 2015