Magic–the art of creating illusions
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law.… Galatians 5:22-23
At the core of the Human Spirit, is the Holy Spirit. An Image of God, His Image in which we were created, our Image. It is NOT magic, it is our essence. Believe or not… I believe this is the essence of the human spirit. It is NOT supernatural, it is all that is good and natural. It is just unusual, so it often requires an event to find it’s power. To be given an identity.
Nothing it seems is as resilient as the human spirit. Nothing it seems is as committed to recovery after a disaster than is the human spirit. Living in Oklahoma, the land of tornado alley, I am always amazed by the throngs of people that run to the scene of tragic tornado touchdown event. So many travel to lend aid and support, both physical and emotional. It is not magic. It is not an illusion.
I watch in awe as the video of a young girl with autism goes viral because her performance of the National Anthem before a televised sporting event brings the crowd to its feet. The performance leaves me speechless. It is a triumph of the human spirit. It is not magic. It is not an illusion.
We at BedFarms are a group blessed. We are surrounded daily by the movement of the human spirit. It is not illusion or magic. Poems, pictures, paintings, photos, prose, presented by people of passion. We live together with Nancy and her dogs at Tails you Win, or alongside Heavy D, we become space people. We are Dingled and Poppered. We know the King. The Human Spirit finds its wings and takes flight. It is not magic. It is not illusion.
But it is the result of vision. And if there is a supernatural characteristic to Life on the Farm.. it is the vision. And the vision is NOW an EVENT. And so it is that we come to celebrate the founders of the vision feast. Jon and Maria. People I have never met. I am grateful to be a participant. A sojourner. A celebrant. Because of the vision, I have become more like the person I was meant to be.
It is NOT magic. It is NOT illusion. IT is the human spirit finding its proper residence. I do so love the farm. I “heart” the human spirit… rising like the Phoenix.
Oh, by the way… Disney World is a magical place… Jon and Maria, give that mouse a hug for us all.