Stories Behind the Art: An Unknown Language

An Unknown Language, 2015
Acrylic on Canvas, 16×20
By Nanci Stoeffler, Stoeffler Art Studio

There is a deep longing in every soul to be heard, known and understood by another. It quenches a thirst and fills a hunger as nothing else can. The human’s desire for love through connection in this way is not an accident; it is a part of the intentional design of a Relational Creator. We desire connection with other humans, but we also desire a connection with God (Psalm 42, Psalm 63, John 6:25, Isaiah 55)

Through my life’s quest to understand and question the human condition – it’s purpose, meaning and significance, I’ve come to the realization there are many, many parts of my own soul that cannot be touched, understood or reached through connection with other humans or even through self-revelation, self-realization. I find in myself, an “other-world” longing and hunger which is always forging for food from a foreign land beyond the stars.

ThNanci Stoeffler-An unknown language 2014rough one specific, spiritual encounter with my very Relational God, he allowed me to discover a place in my soul that’s like a huge library. This library is full of books I long for other humans, myself and God to come a read to be understood, to be known and loved. There are many sections in the library. There’s a section of collected memories and experiences. A section of pain, loss, disappointment and grief. A section of wondering, seeking and searching. A section of hopes and dreams. A section of laughter, silliness and restored childlikeness. A section of books specifically to be given away. A section of private secrets only meant for me to read. There is a section of books God and I have read together, and event written together. There are many other sections I have explored and others I have not.

god reads our soulSo it was during this particular encounter with God, I saw a whole section of books inside my soul that he himself stood before and I knew nothing about them. As he looked them over, touched their spines, enjoyed their fragrance, he pulled out one book. As he opened it, I saw it was full of words from a language I did not know. And as he ran his fingers over the letters, I soon noticed this language was also written in braille. Mysteriously, as he ‘read’ the words in this foreign language written for the blind, an undiscovered land inside myself began to melt into the glorious feeling of being known, loved and…read. I began to weep with soul-nourishing cries of a beloved one experiencing ‘known-ness’ by her Relational, Creator God.

I came to realize this section of books was about things he placed in me that I cannot know, but only he can. This unknown language was intentionally created to bring us closer together. It has something to do with the “other-world” longing in me as well as letting go of the desire to know the unknowable.

As I grow in trusting my Everlasting God (Isaiah 26:3, Romans 8:28, Deuteronomy 32:7) and reside in intertwinement with Him (John 15), I enjoy the “other-world” mysteries and realities his Presence brings (Psalm 16:11). And I also relax my grip on knowing the unknowable (1 Corinthians 13:12) and simply rest in the realty that My God know. He is the one and only God who resides over everything unknown (Psalm 139, Psalm 147:4-5, Psalm 33:13-15).

So, this painting represents the Unknown Language I believe God intentionally put in every human soul. It is written on our hearts and meant for our Beloved, Creator God to come and enjoy in its reading (Song of Solomon 4:17). And in so doing, we as created beings, are invited to let go of our deepest self, to trust, allowing ourselves to be known by Him and simply take His hand as he leads us into the Scared Dance.

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POEM: Words Like Lanterns

She led him into
the circular room
on the left.

The moonlight fell
across his face,
as he breathed deeply.

His eyes patterned
over the rows
reading each spine;
his hands
slowly ran across them
as if to draw back
a theatre curtain.

He chose to reach
for one volume.
Just one.

In its reading, his touch
lit words like lanterns
until the face
he came to read,
shown.

Story Behind the Art: Silhouettes in Grief

Silhouettes in Grief, 2018
Acrylic on Canvas, 18×24
By Nanci Stoeffler, Stoeffler Art Studio

This painting speaks to me of the beauty, movement and motion of grief on the human soul. It is to our detriment when we do not allow our soul-self the necessary and poignant opportunity to grieve – whether it’s the loss of a loved one, or a move to another state, or the unexpected loss of a job, or the loss of what we expected our lives to be.

Nanci Stoeffler-Silhouettes in Grief 2018 more detailScripture tells us that “there is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens” (Ecclesiastes 3:1). When we gloss over the painful, difficult and sorrowful parts of life we actually are not living life to the fullest. For all of the negative emotions and the loss that comes with them, have their unique and intended purposes in our lives.

Jesus is called the “man of sorrows, acquainted with grief” (Isaiah 53:3). As I look throughout my own life of all the sorrows I’ve been through, within each one I could find the Silhouette of the Man of Sorrows, Jesus Himself holding me, caring for me and grieving with me – bringing meaning, comfort and much needed companionship in my times of grief.

So as you view this painting, I encourage you to allow yourself the space and expanse to search your soul and grieve things that you’ve pushed back and hidden. No longer fearing sorrow but becoming comfortable with its meaning, purpose and release. And I encourage you to open the door of your heart to this Man of Sorrows – Jesus Himself and ask Him to lead you through the maze of grief until you come to the place of wholeness, healing and restored joy.

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:

a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep & a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones
and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and
a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.”
~ Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

Story Behind the Art: Until Eternity is a Season

Until Eternity is a Season, 2019
Acrylic on Canvas, 18×24
By Nanci Stoeffler, Stoeffler Art Studio

My temperament enjoys what is fleeting and frivolous. However, I also long for things permanent and enduring. SeasNanci Stoeffler-Until Eternity is a Season 2019ons are sort of both, aren’t they? They appear for a few months and then disappear, melting into the next one. However, we also know they will come around again – ‘same time next year’. Their fleeting is laced with an imprint of forever.

And that’s something I sense in this painting. A recognition of the longing inside of me – stirred by the seasons – for all that is permanent, forever and eternal. I am thankful for the longing for it actually has been put there by God for a reason (Ecclesiastes 3:11), to help us remember this temporary, fading, fleeting world is not our true home. We were made for something more.

So with each forming and fading season, I seek to hear the Voice of the of the Spirit, which whispers of another world – a true home; a permanent one. (Psalm 104, Revelation 21-22).

Birthing Dance

In all of us, there is a dance — a movement of celebration and freedom, that we were created to inhabit. Or, that was meant to inhabit us.

Often as children — we were free, uninhibited, child-like in our expressions of who we were, what we liked and what we felt. And some children, because of unhealthy circumstances were never able to enjoy this kind of freedom and joy.  And as we’ve grown up, we feel that we must grow out of child-likeness. May we all come to understand: there is a difference between being Nanci Stoeffler-Birthing Dance 2017childish and child-like.

My prayer as an artist is that I would encourage and inspire a place in your life to partner with the God of Creation to restored childlikeness…to embrace the freedom of dance — whatever that looks like — unafraid of risk (for without risk, you do not have growth) unafraid of failure (for without failure, you do not become successful) and unafraid of rejection (for without rejection you do not become a Victor).

Come, Breath of God, and birth the dance of freedom, celebration and restored child-likeness to all who stop by to visit this painting and read it’s story.

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Ceaseless Sonar: The Soul is Always Seeking

Nanci Stoeffler-Ceaseless Sonar 2016bCeaseless Sonar
By Nanci Stoeffler
2016, Acrylic on Canvas, 22×28

When I first finished this painting and spent time pondering what it spoke to me, I heard the words “ceaseless sonar”. I knew what I was sensing with those words, but I wanted to technically understand how sonar works.

What I learned (in non-technical terms) was that sonar is used underwater to sense solid objects by using sound-waves. The sound-waves are sent out and when they reach a solid object, the sound bounces off the object and sends an echo back to the device which interprets the results of the echo.

When I contemplated what I learned about sonar, I had such a sense that in reality, there is a place inside every human soul that is perpetually sending out sonar sound-waves in order to look for and find solid objects; mainly The solid object of God. And that is what I sense the image in this painting represents: the Ceaseless Sonar sound-waves of the human soul.

But often what happens is, our soul’s sound-waves rest on and find other solid object which are inferior and are not, in fact, God. These solid objects could be another person, a belief, intellect, feelings, busyness, vanity, wealth, possessions, even pain or anger, work, control, knowledge, false religion, even our own self or….fill in the blank.  We’ve found something solid so we stop and rest on it.

While all of these things do possess a solid substance of some kind, they do not posses eternal, immovable substances which are worthy of our worship. But because we’ve found one or more solid substances that satisfy, we believe we’ve found God so we stop looking for God. Or at least we think we’ve stopped looking.  Those sonar waves are still sending out from our being but often we ignore or are unaware of them, because we don’t want to give up these “lesser gods” (which do satisfy on some level) in order to find the One True God to follow Him and worship Him alone.

Those “sonar waves” that are sending out from your soul were actually crafted inside of you by the One who made you. It’s like a homing device in you, because he wants you to come and look for Him until you find Him.  (“You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” Jeremiah 29:13) There’s only One Rock which possesses Eternal, Solid Substance worth of your innate desire to worship. And that Rock is not an “it” but a “who”, a being that wants to be in relationship with you. He is worthy to have your ceaseless sonar rest on Him because He laid down his life to make a way for you to come to Him and receive your own, personal sonar sound-wave into Himself. And that One Rock, is Jesus Christ.

“He himself bore our sins in his body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed. For you were like sheep going astray, but now you have returned to the Shepherd and Overseer of your souls.” 1 Peter 2:24-25

But don’t take my word for it, find out for yourself. I invite you on a journey to return to the Shepherd of your Soul; the one that your Ceaseless Sonar was created to find. Let me pray for you:

Lord, I lift before you the one reading this right now. You know them, you see them and you love them. You know the longings, the questions, the doubts, the hopes, the pain, the joys…and everything else in their unique life. I ask you to come and removed anything veiling their spiritual eyesight so they can come to know you as the Rock upon which they can rest their whole life.

Let your Holy Spirit come and blow your Presence upon my friend right now, throughout all of the cobwebs of mind, all prison cells of the soul, all of the brokenness of the heart so that they can come to know you as the One, True Living God who alone possess the eternal, sustaining, worship-worthy substance that they were meant to find.  May they receive back into themselves the “echo” of your Authentic Truth, not revealed by human effort, but by You as The Spirit. All this and more I pray in your Eternal name, Amen.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matt. 11:28-30