Cherry Winkle Moore, MFA, MDiv

Minister of Fine Arts

Making Divine Images Visible

Cherry Winkle Moore is a visual artist and a hospice chaplain. Cherry has a Master of Fine Arts degree in painting, drawing and printmaking from the University of Alabama. Later she completed a Master of Divinity degree with an emphasis in pastoral care. Cherry sometimes says that in her case the MFA stands for Minister of Fine Arts and the MDiv stands for Making Divine Images Visible.

Cherry has a son, Judson, who is a Citizen of the World. He is a Returned Peace Corps Volunteer (Kyrgyzstan) and has traveled widely. You can read about his adventures at Her other son, Lew, lives in Heaven.

Cherry was ordained to the gospel ministry in 2000 by Emmanuel Baptist Church in Alexandria, Louisiana and is endorsed as a hospice chaplain by the Cooperative Baptist Fellowship.

Although Cherry is employed by Hospice Brazos Valley in Bryan, Texas the views expressed here are her own and not those of the agency or of any agency or of any person or organization affiliated or doing business with the agency.

The Twenty-Third Psalm: Personal Version – Artist

David had been a shepherd so when he wrote about God he used imagery he knew. This week I was challenged to use the format of the 23rd Psalm and write a version using a title meaningful to me. I wrote more than one but here is “The Lord is my Master Artist.” How would you do this assignment to make it fit your life?

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Learning From One Another: Lew and Judson

When Judson L. Moore was born in June of 1983, his older brother was twenty-two months old. His parents wondered how Judson would “do” with a brother who had severe health challenges.

A proud mother tells part of the story.

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Guest Writer: Lonnie Green

I think this is a fine sermon by any measure but, for me, the special thing is that it is the testimony of a parent whose child died. Lonnie says with the prophet Habakkuk, “YET I will rejoice in the Lord. I will be joyful in God, my Savior.”

If God seems far away or silent, read this.

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God pursuing me, finding me

I have had dreams of a romantic nature for at least forty years. The male romantic lead is almost never someone I know or someone I recognize: not someone from my real life or an actor or person whose face I would know. Sometimes the woman is not “me” but in this dream she was. What an amazing subconscious to create these people and these stories!

Do you work with your dreams?

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Drawing a Hopeful Future

I found this drawing in an old sketchbook. A “family portrait” of sorts, it was drawn at a stressful time in my life but I was blessed to be able to imagine a different future – a future I inhabit now!

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The Angel of Transition

I woke up with a powerful dream image in my mind. It was Lew in the arms of an angel. They were in water. She was supporting him and helping him to breathe. The dream was just that image but I made up a story about what happened before the picture and after it. Lew died ten days after the dream and a couple of weeks later I wrote this story.

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The Given Companion

A poem about my sons. They were loved before they were born but not special ordered. They came as gifts from a gracious God.

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Art and Healing: A Personal Reflection

Directions to an on-line article with drawings that I did in 1999. While you are there, check out the rest of the Wayne E. Oates On-line Journal. It is dedicated to the memory of Wayne Oates and deals with health, healing and spirituality.

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Affirmation For a Time of Crisis

At a crisis time in my life I attended a Women’s Retreat at Trinity Baptist Church in Lexington, Kentucky. My mother had recently died and my son, Lew, was declining. The retreat leader (whose name I am sorry I don’t recall), gave us each a paper with a simple drawing of a flower, a circle in the middle and petals radiating out. We were asked to write a life crisis we had experienced in the middle and then write on the petals things we had learned from that time of crisis and growth. These were my comments.

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