Be open to all opportunities and ideas will flow.....
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Be open to all opportunities and ideas will flow.....
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Yet she has nothing say.
She feels the pain of the world and knows her own.
Afraid of her shadow others see her as brave.
Her life is one long profound question
With no answers.
No one sees her demons but they are real to her.
The trees whisper secrets to heaven that only God knows.
Alone in the woods she feels at home
In the midst of the crowd she is lonely and lost.
The woods speak truth to her and she knows
Peace, joy, wonder, hope.
The world's noise tells her
That she is not deep enough into her hearts forest.
The swap of the trees help her realize she can bend and adapt.
She decided years ago to follow Jesus
And was never alone again.
God never leaves her side and gives her strength each day.
Despite the cold winter day
There is life in the green moss on the tree.
Sitting in the coolness of the winter by a chilly creek warms her heart
But on a sunny day she feels chilled to the bone.
Belief in God is most important
But she must also believe in herself
And be willing to trust and let God be in charge.
Maybe the woods only speak to her
But a stack of rocks says "strength, courage, hope, belief…"
To some her view is the same old thing, creek, path, trees and rocks
But the water is new. It's never flowed over these rocks before.
This gives her comfort.
Hard to believe in a few short weeks these frail fragile branches
Will swell with green buds and frilly leaves.
Birds will sing praises but today
The pines moan with pain and chill.
The water in the creek comes from God
It fell from the sky, rose from the earth.
It nourishes the life there.
It is said that bread is life but
Water sustains life.
My son wants me to fly but I fear it.
Perhaps if reincarnation is real,
I will come back as a bird with wings and be able to fly.
I may be an eagle or song bird or maybe just an albatross.
I won't fear flight.
I'm not a Bible scholar but
I know a lot of verses and stories.
The one about the stump of Jesse always puzzled me.
Like a stump with life, sprouts grow new trees.
Maybe that's the message.
Old, cut down and immobile
We can still grow and stand tall.
Maybe every majestic tree in the woods came from a stump.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy. Thich Nhat Hanh
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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Sunday, January 13, 2008
till it was empty
but the love she received back
filled the void to overflow.
she could not receive love
unless there was
an open spot to receive love.
With room to spare her heart nearly broke
until filled with love from others
it nearly burst.
The gray winter day finds blue skies
joy and love,
for the journey
till the last breath
knowing answers will be found.
With fragments of time
we slowly rebuild
the structure of our heart
that we've lost along the way
it doesn't happen in a single moment
it takes a lifetime.
Sometimes she felt as if
she were buried in a shallow grave
and yet too deep for her cries to be heard
instead of lying there smothering
she dug with all her might
and emerged a new creation.
Sometimes life is a deep fog
a deep dark cavern
where we cannot feel the love with our heart
we cannot see the love with our eyes
that's when we must reach out
with our very hands and
grasp what it is we desire and need
Alone with her thoughts
she realized she was not alone at all.
God never left her side.
memories and thoughts of those who
care filled her heart
she looked up to the sky and
grasped a piece for herself.
Knowing which path to take is not
always easy but either will have what is needed
for that day's journey
taking you where you need to be.
Life flows like the water in a creek
our body is battered by the rocks along the way
but respite is found
when we find the calmness in the stream
which flows together with our soul.
In all that you do
all that you know
all that you think
go the way of the cross.
Find the mark
that points the way
for the straight and narrow
follow it each day
asking for God's guidance
in every way
and peace will surely be yours.
Life isn't always about completion
fragments of this and that
but when we come to the end we are whole.
She stood in the very middle of her life
and looked about
she realized it had been a good life and
there was more to come.
Image is first star book; theme is crosses. More to come.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Life begins when a tiny heart is formed. It grows and grows and like any muscle if we don't use it, it withers and dies. Use your heart. Grow your heart. Let it be the biggest part of you. How does one do this you ask? Simple.
Make your own list of ways to grow a BIG HEALTHY HEART!
These thoughts were inspired by Beth Moore's Wisdom from the Heart study.
Image is of several Heart cards made for church shut ins, using my own decorative paper and cutting into various hearts and strips. Words are stamped and inside will have the person's name.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Monday, January 07, 2008
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Friday, January 04, 2008
- Greeting cards
- Journal collages
- Scrapbook pages
- small watercolors
- cleaning the art room again
Image is my collage from the Distressed Alphabet Swap. I made letters A,K,L, and U. Different folks made 26 of one letter and mailed them in to swap. Since we were short a few, I just made up the difference. They were so great! I couldn't wait to mount them. Enjoy!