Interview with a Renaissance Mom – Ruth Simons

Interview with a Renaissance Mom – Ruth Simons

Welcome back to our series: Interview with a Renaissance Mom. Today we’re featuring one of the mom-artists who helped start it all. Back when the book, Life Creative Inspiration for Today’s Renaissance Mom was just a dream, I reached out to artist Ruth Simons and asked for her thoughts on motherhood and creativity. This is what she wrote: “Never has there been a time like this for creative and artistic women to embrace the high calling of motherhood and the unique giftings God has given to each of us. There is indeed a movement– a renaissance — of the creative woman, the creative mom. I’m grateful that Wendy and Kelli have chosen to encourage this generation of women, right now, to embrace their God-given creativity to the glory of God, and to steward it well. This book is right on time.” And so it is with great joy that I introduce you to the art of Renaissance Mom, Ruth Simons.   photo credit: Elizabeth Wells Photography   Please introduce yourself to us by sharing who you are, where you live, and a bit about your kids. I’m Ruth Chou Simons. I’m married to Troy and we live in Albuquerque, NM with our six boys, ranging from age 3 to 14. I am the founder of GraceLaced, a blog I began almost 10 years ago that expanded into an online shoppe featuring my artwork. I share daily from Instagram and am looking forward to the release of my first published book this Fall.       At Life Creative we believe that art morphs as a woman transitions from season to season. This...
A tree firmly planted by streams of water

A tree firmly planted by streams of water

I have always loved Psalm One. Like a promise for good and not evil, it has wooed me to righteousness:   How blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, Nor stand in the path of sinners, Nor sit in the seat of scoffers! But his delight is in the law of the Lord, And in His law he meditates day and night. He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water, Which yields its fruit in its season And its leaf does not wither; And in whatever he does, he prospers.  (Psalm 1:1-3)     Trouble is, sometimes I forget the over-arching reality of a sin-stressed world, and feel sucker-punched and surprised when difficulties come:   I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world. (John 16:33b, NLT)   Trials and sorrows. Other translations promise troubles and tribulation, distress and disease, and suffering, but through it all… He offers us peace.   Peace.   Peace is not what I imagine when I think of prospering. The prosperity Gospel I’ve heard preached, promises wealth and health.  But what if our prosperity is Peace?  Peace with God eternally and His Peace here and now, though the storms rage.  Peace, because of the nourishing streams that our roots drink up as we abide in Him. Peace, rather than blown chaff. Peace. So we take heart, time and again, each hard day, driving roots of faith down deep into streams of living water, believing that God overcomes it...
It is absolutely time to talk about friendship – A lesson from Job

It is absolutely time to talk about friendship – A lesson from Job

Friendship – reaching across tables  – girlfriends calling long distances to cry over one another – pray over one another – Friendship – encouraging words – heart-felt silence – compassion buying a plane ticket – hugging sagging shoulders – wet collars from shared tears – Friendship – bringing meals when there is illness – emptied pockets – emptied calendars – emptied agenda – Emptied tear ducts – Friendship   It all started when I was reading through the Bible and found myself in Job, thinking about friendship, asking myself if I am like Job’s friends, with all my Religiosity and opinions about fault. And then McKinney… and now 88 more people of the cross… and I don’t want to be a Christian talker anymore! My brand of Friendship is too small, too self-absorbed.   It’s time for Global Friendship – where neighborhood boundary lines stretch wide and far into the Muslim world, and into Texas, because people are hurting, and “Why can’t we all just get along?”   There I was, smack dab in the book of Job, with all the unmerited suffering and spiritual attacks. Friendship, in light of global gaping wounds. Friendship. The sort that holds a woman up under the enormity of life, raises her again from the sidewalk to her full stature, lifts her when she’s been bent low for a month of sorrowful Sundays. I don’t care who’s at fault. We all need to lift one another up. Friendship   Friendship is a great big word, sort of like “Neighbors.” Religious people always want that word defined.  “Who exactly are my neighbors? Who are my friends? Who must I love as well as myself?”...