“When I have a terrible need of – shall I say the word – religion. Then I go out and paint the stars.” -Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to his brother Theo.
In case you want to listen:
Hello everyone. If you all will get settled down in to your pews, we’ll begin our service.
Today’s sermon is brought to you by one of my metaphorical forefathers, Vincent Van Gogh.
Vincent was a pastor. Did you know that? When he was younger he studied theology and was ordained as a minister.
He was passionately committed to connecting people to The Divine. So passionate, his family feared for him. His dedication lead him to cold surroundings, meager housing, limited income.
After a time he became disenchanted with the pulpit. He picked up a paintbrush and his work continued. His vocation was, in essence, the same. Only now he connected people to the Divine through his paintings.
When faith failed him, art saved him.
(Are you starting to see why he’s my favorite?)
Of course, once again his passion lead him to dubious surroundings, meager housing, limited income. (No one said it would be easy, this passionate life.)
But later. Well, later he influenced the world.
Passion is a frightfully powerful thing. And the quest for the Divine can take you to very unexpected places. But the results? The results make you want to kneel.
What about you my magpie? Are you a person of passion? Can you say “yes” to that which beckons you near? Will you create beauty in this world?
I think you are. I know you can. I hope you will.
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