Be Thou My Vision ~

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About Vision.  

The kind that is inward ~ outward ~ upward… 

In my heart, my mind, and my eyes…

Just a few of some recent ramblin’s of my mind.

{I have been told I ask alot of questions}


Having gone through my recent cataract surgery has given me pause to think much deeper about ‘sight.’  

Specifically in terms of ‘more than meets the eye.’ 
{pardon the pun} 

And another question I pondered: just what does it mean to be a visionary?

Webster’s definition of vi·sion·ar·y; an adjective:



1a: of the nature of a vision : illusory b: incapable of being realized or achieved : utopian <a visionary scheme> c: existing only in imagination : unreal

2a: able or likely to see visions b: disposed to reverie or imagining : dreamy

3: of, relating to, or characterized by visions or the power of vision

4: having or marked by foresight and imagination <a visionary leader> <a visionary

At times, whether on a small, or larger scale, I probably fit into each of those definitions, at one time or another in my life.

Yes~I dream.  I imagine.  I love to create.  And I know that they are gifts from my Heavenly Father.

And this  question: would it be less of a gift if I didn’t have “my vision?” 

No.  It would just be different.

I have recently come to realize just how much sweet pleasure I get from seeing.  Especially up close.  Without good near-sighted vision, sewing and quilting are not quite as enjoyable to me.  And it has caused me to be more retrospective, as  I have had to ‘back off’ and wait… and be patient.  I have felt  ‘less articulate’  and less sure of myself to some degree.  Perhaps even ~ a slight “unable to see clearly” has affected me, beyond what cataracts {and surgery} impacted.

It is ~ at least it can be ~ depending on your vision ~
{and I don’t just mean eyesight}
more freeing.
 Helen Keller was once asked “is there anything worse than being blind?” to which she responded: 
“Yes, by having sight but no vision”
 — having sight but no vision. 
What is it that you see? 
 What is it that you see beyond your life? 
The reality of Christ in your life, in your family, gives credibility to your bold witness. “By this is my Father glorified that you bear much fruit and so prove to be my disciples.” 
What kind of legacy~vision… will you leave?
(borrowed-credit & edited from Crawford Loritts on Family Life Today – today!)
It has given me a more mature focus… a pause to pay more attention and think about what
vision really means to me and in me.
And Who’s Vision I Want To Reflect.
 A favorite song recently sung, says it best.
“Be Thou My Vision” 
How I love the celtic rendition… which speaks to my heart, and gives me pause to worship, to be thankful, and to remember my true vision: 
and the last two lines:
“… heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all…”
This music is heart-capturing to me.  Always has been.  And now  ~ even more.
by Selah
EnJOY
In The Studio Friday 

SOLI DEO GLORIA!

Leslie says:

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  2. How beautiful are the feet that bring good news. You are always giving God glory and uplifting the world through your blog, your art and your vison. Thank you Leslie, I love your Godly spirit and soul!

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  4. "Be Thou My Vision" is one of my all time favorite hymns – beautiful sung as a solo, acapella, with a group…have you heard Ferninand Ortego's version? Just beautiful, too – and I love how the thoughtful contemplation and art weave together to make such beautiful profoundness…(coming from Studio JRU).

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  5. "And this question: would it be less of a gift if I didn't have "my vision?" No. It would just be different." Love that, Leslie. So many great thoughts on 'seeing'. Beautiful post. Love this art piece! How did you do that flower and that texture? Gorgeous!

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  10. The tune to that hymn started going through my head as soon as I read your title as we sang it in church not long ago. Beautiful music and words.

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