My daily poetry app, Poems Ancient and Modern, dropped a poem in my lap one morning last week. I’ve read this poem many times before, even memorized it at one point. The poem is The Lake Isle of Innisfree, written by William Butler Yeats, in 1888. One of the good things about reading poems all your life is that you get to reread them. This poem speaks to something I feel quite urgently right now: In our turbulent world, where can I find peace? And I thought, just maybe the poets can be helpful.  

Let’s return to Rembrandt one more time. We spent some time last week under the guidance of Rembrandt to learn better how to use our eyes to see into another person, how to see into our own lives as well. The painting I would like to consider today is the Artist In His Studio, painted when Rembrandt was just 26 years old. What is this young man looking for as he peers across the room at his canvas? Whatever it is, I’ve always been intrigued how much energy there is in this room, with this easel poised and waiting. Isn’t that always the way it is when we are face to face with what we love to do?

In his profoundly helpful book How To Know A Person: The Art of Seeing Others Deeply and Being Deeply Seen, David Brooks remarks that “above almost any other need, human beings long to have another person look into their face with loving respect and acceptance.” I’ve come to believe, he continues, the “one foundational skill” we all need so desperately, is not only to be seen in this way, but “to see someone else deeply and make them feel seen.”

This lovely painting by Claude Monet, Impression, Sunrise, painted in 1872, is often considered the opening of a major movement in art history. Monet is sometimes called the father of Impressionism, perhaps also the first of the modernists. This painting is a favorite of mine because of the beautiful depiction of sunrise. Sharon and I have had a print hanging in our bedroom for years. Sunrise is loved by poets and artists. It is cherished by the writers of our holy scriptures. Morning by morning, we see the faithfulness of God’s love.