(Found at this artists web-site)
I’ve always been fascinated by mosaics. I’ve always been a bit envious of those who can take a bunch of random pieces of broken glass or tile and create beauty. One of my many dreams is that some day, when I have a house, I’ll have a mosaic coffee table.
I think one reason I find mosaics so beautiful is that they are a visual representation of how my mind tends to view the world. The pictures that I see in my mind are made up of millions of different pieces. Somehow, they all fit together beautifully, but I doubt that they would make sense to anyone else.
I’m thinking about Mosaics this morning because I decided to look up the church Mosaic this morning and listen to one of their sermons. I was feeling down last night because my asthma has been so bad this last week, so we decided to not attempt to go to church this morning. I’m not really sure what made me think of Mosaic. I think to try and explain how my mind reached that idea would be like trying to describe a photo of the fractured pieces of a Mosaic to a blind man. How can you really explain all the components and the colors?
I first became familiar with the church Mosaic just over a year ago. I was part of the Bible Study Group ran by Northwest Christian Ministry’s on campus at my junior college. We took a spring break mission trip down to LA to work on skid row. There are so many stories I could tell from that, but one thing that’s always stuck out in my mind was our Sunday at Mosaic.
Mosaic is a church that meets in multiple locations around LA. They reach out to a very modern community and fill a niche, a need. They are very artistically-orientated, and I think that’s one of the things that I loved about it. The service that we helped with had music and drama and a passionate sermon that used multi-media to reinforce what Pastor McManus was saying.
Now, granted, I know that type of service wouldn’t reach out to everyone. Like I said, they fill a niche. LA is full of artists of all kinds, and this church reaches out to them in a language that they can understand. I think that’s a beautiful thing.
Mosaic meets in a variety of venues. The one that we helped out with is called The Mayan. It’s a night club that they rent out for Sunday mornings. Part of their contract is that they agree to clean it up every week. So that’s what we did. I had fun wandering around the different hallways with a vacuum cleaner strapped to my back like something from Ghost Busters. And then, later, playing usher to help out with the service itself.
Ever since that day I’ve planned on looking up their web-site and listening to sermons and kinda just keeping in touch with what their ministry was up to. Why haven’t I until now? Probably just busyness. The last year or so has been incredibly hectic as I graduated from one college, moved to another, worked multiple jobs, fell in love, got married, dealt with health problems….etc.
One of the things a dear friend keeps reminding me is that one positive side to the health problems I’ve been struggling with is that it provides me with the opportunity to slow down. To do things I might not have done otherwise. I’d say that’s certainly the case this morning!
