We hope for rest beyond the grave. This painting is of the grave of my father's cousin L. May Jaques in Randolph, Massachusetts. She died as a baby--probably of SIDS--in 1916. Eventually May's father and mother and her two older sisters went back to their native Switzerland, after having lived in Boston for a number of years. Their ongoing grief upended their lives and plans.
The number of deaths Covid-19 has caused is difficult to grasp. Losing a loved one during these times is also especially difficult with distance and protocols in place. Each family's grief is real and unique. Taking time to grieve may seem difficult, but is necessary. Grief can come in various times and ways. I hope we can find comfort and rest as we grieve. May God help us experience rest in the present and not only wait for after the grave.
It says in the Bible that God rested. God rested after he created the heavens and the earth.
When he rested, did the plants stop growing? Did the sun stop? The moon? Did the tide stand still?
And by the way, did God plant seeds so all the trees grew at the same time, or were some trees adults and some babies? Like was the canopy and undergrowth that way from the start, or did that develop over time?
Were all the animals and fish babies? Adults? It must have been strange while things got settled. Or maybe the balance and order was already part of the creation. I’ve heard people say that Adam and Eve didn’t have belly buttons. Of course they and we don’t know, but it is a strange thing to consider.
Anyway, back to God resting. When God rested, did the animals and people feel abandoned? Did God just turn on his answering machine and take off somewhere. Was he tired? Did he need to rest or was it just for fun? What difference does it make? I don’t think he needed it, but wanted it. He is God after all with all-power, all-knowledge, and all-presence. Did he put his feet up somewhere and read a book? How would God rest? Play a game? Paint a picture? Does God have feet to put up?
God set an example for us to rest. In fact I understand that he wanted us to take rests from our work each week. If God rested, who are we to think we do not need to rest? We need to sleep every day. I don’t think God sleeps. There is a verse in Psalms that says the Lord neither slumbers nor sleeps. So how did he rest?
I wanted to paint an illustration of God resting. I prefer to not have a physical representation of God, so I tried to think of a picture that maybe showed creation as completed so he could rest. I have photos of beautiful flowers and mountains and sunrises and sunsets, but then I thought how could God be resting if these beautiful things were going on. Also one photograph had some beautiful woods that had some dead wood in it. It hardly looked like new creation, which got me wondering what could possibly illustrate God resting. Aren’t these beautiful things possible because God is working? So I am caught in the amazing idea that God rested. And I don't have a painting to show it.
Apparently God’s rest does not halt nature or life. It may help me to know I can rest and trust that life will go on.
So much to do, so much to see, and so much to think about makes rest improbable. When I make a to-do list, I like to put "rest" on that list. I have fatigue issues and need to attend to them. Choices enhance or disturb rest. Scrolling through whatever on the computer late at night doesn't help my rest. Eating late is a choice for not so good rest. I want to make choices that help me find moments of rest. This painting if of my sister-in-law and my dog who were both enjoying a midday rest.
A walk in the woods along the Maine coast with one of my brothers and some other family members was such a break from my usual sights and sounds of living in the city. It was restful and refreshing. For some this may have brought on anxiety and stress. The sights and sounds, and also the uneven ground and meandering path gave me perspective and pause. We can follow our preferences for rest and find a safe and non-rigid way to refresh and reset. With pandemic safety practices, we need creativity and persistance to find some rest.
Resting together, here, are my son and his wife at a summer cottage on Cape Cod. This was before children. Babies and young children change the look of rest. For me resting near someone is challenging, because tuning out noises and movement is difficult. I am slow to fall asleep. My husband falls asleep quickly and then makes noises. Napping together can be challenging. We can, however, support each other to get rest. While many people have been staying-at-home to slow the spread of Covid-19, we may have needed extra understanding, humor, and support to be able rest (and live) in unity.
This painting was done from a photograph my sister took of her left-handed-carpenter son's injured thumb during the rennovation of her kitchen. Although delay of work was necessary, the desired outcome included his complete recovery, ability to function fully in his future carpentry work, and a completed kitchen. The kitchen got done, and it looks great. His thumb healed, and his work is still exceptional. If he had ignored the necessity to rest it, the outcomes may not have been so good.
I think we can learn some things here. Health professionals say we need to practice social distancing to stop the spread of Covid-19. The desired outcome includes health for all residents of our communities, businesses that can function well while keeping clients, staff, and customers safe, and a better functioning society for the future. We can choose to ignore it, or we can accept the delay of plans and inconvenience to wait for the best outcome.
Looking through my photos, I found several that show rest. I painted this picture of my sister resting on my other sister's couch at a lake in New Hampshire. We had gathered there for a couple of days of retreat, which we do from time to time. The change of pace was welcome. The cat and my sister found an ideal spot to rest. Yes, that is a fluffy white cat on the couch with my sister. Our pace is changed now because of Covid-19, yet I still hope to learn about rest. Rest cannot be mandated. But I can choose to rest--physically or mentally--- even for a few moments in a day.
Rest is intriguing. It is the topic I want to learn about. Here, my granddaughter is resting soundly. It is refreshing to think about a young child who is not worried about anything. She is content. She trusts that her needs will be met. She can't do much to meet her needs. She cries or vocalizes when she is uncomfortable or needs something. Jesus recognized the faith of little children and commended them and advised adults to learn from them and be like them. In the midst of uncertainty in the world, I am learning from young children. I can, yes, I need, to rest. I can snuggle into the bed and trust that my needs will be met. One day at a time.
I admit rest is not easy to illustrate, for me. I suppose a peaceful scene would promote rest, but I'm wanting other ways to show rest. Here, in this painting, we see my husband's knee as he is sitting outside at our firepit a while ago. We went out there for a fire this past week. It was restful to not listen to news and just listen to the crackle of the flames. We did not sit in idleness for rest. Rather, we poked the logs a lot, adjusting the burn. The change in noise and activity and focus gave some rest at least for a couple of hours.
Being in a exhibit can be work, but I'm joining with other artists for this one. And I'm choosing to exhibit some older work that is already framed and ready to go. I think three pieces will be in it. I don't know the other artists, but am resting in the idea that it will be fine. The event is not anything I planned or organized. I'm showing up to hang my work and showing up to attend the reception and eat light refreshments. I think I can have a grateful and restful attitude. I plan to exhibit "Wired" #1, 2, and 3.
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Linda T. Hurd. I don't feel like a real writer or artist, but I am both.