The Baby Eagle

Without a doubt, each one of my days on Earth start with a little bit of coffee and a whole lot of Jesus. When reading “The Sacred Arts of Life” by Thomas Moore, in HMXP class, I saw myself in this reading. Many people do not understand that coffee and Jesus are not just things in my life I do every day, they are a part of my daily ritual. It’s easy for one to see these two things as cliché, since many posters and pictures have these two objects woven together in quotes, but for me, I cannot go a day without them.   This is the very reason why I decided to create my own art piece that describes my personal sacred ritual. In my reality, coffee and Jesus go together like two peas in a pod, and they are sacred arts of life in my book.             Before I begin creating this art piece, it was vital that I knew why each piece mattered to me. To start, coffee is a liquid dark colored drink created by brewed roasted beans from a coffee plant, but this end result is not sacred to me; i

Father, I am a broken soul running to every outlet to bind my wounds...except you. My first instinct is to find an Earthly fix...not you. My heart flutters when I see "that guy/girl"...but not you. My eyes look for answers but they look right over you.  Why am I in pursuit of the world's next best answer instead of your one true solution? When did I forget that you are seated higher above all? How did I forget that you are my father and that you hold me in your arms? It's been too long since I truly thought of you as God, the uttermost high King! My thoughts have belittled you to just the "man up stairs." I've stopped thinking about you as the Great I Am. Remind me that you are bigger than anything I face, and at the mention of your name, my problems run away. You speak and something happens. You are the Alpha and the Omega.  “I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” Rev. 22:13 Remind me of w