Thursday Treasures #4 – Reasons

July 3, 2018

Thursday Treasures #4: Reasons

What is a  TREASURE?

 How do you define a treasure?

What is your reason for calling it a treasure?

How do you recognize something as a treasure?

Do you have something that is your treasure?

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My first thought is that a treasure is something precious or important to me.  Different things feel like treasures to me for a variety of reasons.

 My REASON for calling it a treasure is because of the 

human touch and creative spirit that is

embodied in the object.

Each item is unique and one-of-a-kind. 

Each item holds a memory for me. They are reminders of people I care for, the artists who created them, and even memories of trips and events.

Fine Art is a Treasure.

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View from the Fombell Bridge, Acrylic on Canvas.

by Lynda McKinney Lambert.   Portrait of the Artist’s father, William J. McKinney (1916-1988)

 

Paintings, sculptures, pottery and fiber arts  fill my home and give me pleasure.  Each is hand crafted by an artist. Unlike commercial products  and mass-produced objects.

Why woldn’t anyone want ” the real deal” that bears the fingerprints of the person who created it?

There is a reason that I drink my morning coffee in a hand-thrown mug created by a friend. I love to feel the surface of that mug as I drink – I can feel the hand prints in the clay and feel the energy of the masterful hands that made it.  It has a human touch and it connects me with another individual who cherishes the act of making beautiful things.

 

Art works remind me of a variety of creative people I have known throughout my life.

 

I consider the works that surround me as my friends. Each one touches a special place in my heart – I know this person and I think of her every time I look at the painting she did. Each of the artisans who created the objects in my home-made the pieces with love and passion. Those things are treasures that cannot be found in a big box store where everything is made by machines and mass-produced.  There is a reason that Treasures cannot be mass produced. They lack the human touch of the artist.

Books are a treasure. 

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Photo by Lynda Lambert.  Art & Books in a corner of my studio. 

I love books of poetry. \Each of them are works of art. Each volume of poetry I have collected is a treasure. I keep my treasured poetry books all together in my library where I know they are safe.  I have them arranged alphabetically, by author’s last name. I can find exactly the book I want, when I want it.  I like to think about the books sometimes, and I like to go to the library and pull a book off the shelf to read.

Books  feel good in my hands. No technology can replace the feeling I have when I touch a real paper book.  Reading a book through an audio recording can never replace the imagination I have when I read with my eyes.  For me, it is the sight of the words on the pages and the cover of the book that thrills me. I’ve had to adjust to experiencing a book totally by listening to someone read it  and it is not the same. It never can be. Something is missing.  There is a reason that we read a book that we hold in our hands.  It is the personal contact with the author’s mind that we experience.  I miss that more than anything else I can think of since I lost my sight almost eleven years ago. For now, listening to it being read to me, will have to do.

Music is a treasure.

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I like to begin the day with Mozart sometimes.

Songs and melodies come to me through the day and night. II wake up in the morning with a song in my heart.  I seem to have an internal radio station that never turns off. It’s a wonderful feeling to be so filled with music and song – and I’ve heard that each person has a unique song placed inside of them by the Creator and it will be revealed when meet in person one day.  We will be recognized by God by the song we are singing when we meet Him. He wrote the music that is inside each of us.

This song  by Alison Kraus is a  Tuesday Treasure.  

Listen Now!    “There is a Reason.”

HOPE is a treasure.

It’s hidden in my heart.

Hope is in every cell of my body. 

Hope is the reason for everything I am. My hope is in my Creator, who placed in us  all the capacity to love because we am loved. We are his treasures.

 Peter 3:15 English Standard Version (ESV)

15 but in your hearts honor Christ the Lord as holy, always being prepared to make a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the hope that is in you; yet do it with gentleness and respect,

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2 thoughts on “Thursday Treasures #4 – Reasons

  1. Hi, Lynda–Thanks for sharing your thoughts on treasures.  I agree.  This evening, I placed a new patriotic tablecloth on my dining room table and then set my tall Statue of Liberty music box upon the table as the centerpiece.  Each of my music boxes holds treasured memories.  Each treasure has a story to tell.

    Wishing you continuing and growing success with your amplified blog!

    Happy Fourth–Alice and Willow

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