Today's Musing comes out of this week's ArtSpace workshop. Participants included teenagers to those in their seventies. Thanks to each of them for their worshipful contributions to this psalm in three parts. We asked everyone to consider the Trinity through metaphor and simile. Consider these, a sampling from the evening, first draft thoughts and images of the God who loves us.

God the Father
The beginning, always, infinity, reality, light, present.
God is like a firm rock foundation, a perfect just judge, the best friend.
God forgives our sins like a person who is in debt to the master and the master forgives him.
God the Father is like a skyscraper, shining in the sun.
Love, our Creator, Protector, Potter, the strong yet gentle One.
A house that gives us refuge and shelters us from storms.
God the Father is like a fresh-flowing stream.
The Commander, sends forth his word, hosts of heaven,
The Father is like the sun covering his children with warm light that makes the flowers burst from the earth even through snow.
He sees like an eagle and a mouse inside our hearts.
True North,
The master gardener.
Weaver of a stunning tapestry, the universal manager,
The Artist, the Playwright, the Sculptor,
Vast pillar of stone, Canopy of the sky.

God the Son
The calm after the storm
Like a David Austin rose, splendor in its beauty
Friend, Life Preserver, Lifeline, Mirror,
Jewel, Strength, Advocate, Defender
The storied warrior, slain in battle, comes home victorious.
A fruitful vine, like a brother
Teacher, firm yet encouraging, showing his love.
Truth, our rescuer.
Jesus is a whirlpool, pulling everything into his dominion.
The hero who rescued me, the glue that holds all things together, the road and the destination.
A desert oasis, a mighty oak, beloved one.
Jesus is like a dog; He walks with us and is always there for us. Faithful.
A protecting brother, our defense attorney, our umbrella from God’s wrath,
The bridge across the bottomless pit of sin to God the Father,
The perfect sacrifice, the creator of earth come to the ruined world; the never-sinner.
The One who hears all who call.

God the Holy Spirit
Healer,
Consuming fire, voice of God, like a wind, like a dove.
A whirlwind all around us.
The Holy Spirit is like the snow that blows from the church steeple, softening the deepness of night in his blanket of white.
My helper. A constant companion showing me the way.
An eternal flame, like a piercing beam of light.
Water, breath and wonder.
A rainstorm that refreshes and gives us new energy to persevere.
All-directions wind,
Uplifting breath,
Cleansing, rushing waterfall,
The wind, the white noise to which I fall asleep.
Our stronghold in seemingly empty and void places.
The Holy Spirit whispers in our heart and tells us what we need to do.
The Holy Spirit helps us to overcome the temptations of Satan, sin and this world.
Full of surprises. Intense joyl
He listens to everything we say and turns it into a song that he sings to the Father.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow;
Praise him all creatures here below;
Praise him above, ye heav’nly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.