Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Monday, June 29, 2015
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Friday, June 26, 2015
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Monday, June 22, 2015
your story/your voice
Lord, I humbly thank you for protection and strength and
forgiveness and blessings. You are beyond awesome. I confess I don’t always
trust you as I should I try to often to go it alone. You are beyond patient. I quietly
pleas for peace and health and joy for all people. Heal our hearts, bodies and
world. You are beyond miraculous and generous. In your loving and living son’s
name, Amen
For this quiet peaceful moment praise God
For this simple unhindered day praise GodFor this humble undeserving servant praise God
For thy bounteous life praise God
A comforting bit of peace amongst the sounds of life, both
God made and man made. I revel in the beauty of it and thank God for its
preciousness.
Always asking God for more, please help this reverie endure.
Sunday, June 21, 2015
Saturday, June 20, 2015
an artist's obsession
I think all artists have been intrigued by Fornasetti's obsession with the beautiful face of the Italian singer.....here is the beginning of a small series.
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Monday, June 15, 2015
Saturday, June 13, 2015
family dreams
this is my maternal grandmother....much of my artistic talent came from her....as I and her other grandchildren fulfill our dreams...hers are realized through us
Friday, June 12, 2015
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
you are in the driver seat
and only you can choose to find a tie that binds you to eternal happiness and joy. for me that is Christ, family and my art.
Sunday, June 07, 2015
Sunday Soothings for a Virtuous Woman
How big Oh Lord are your arms
How deep oh Lord is your love
How wide oh Lord is your reach
How high oh Lord is your house
How slow oh Lord is your anger
How fast oh Lord is your forgiveness
How prompt oh Lord is your mercy
How awesome oh Lord is your grace
~~~~~
At the foot of that old rugged cross I lay my burdens.
On the hawk’s wing I stich my soul.
In the depths of earth I bury my sorrows.
Lord you are my deliverance.
Along the never ending path I find new life.
On the distant bird’s melody I place my spirit.
You oh Lord are my hope.
By water’s edge I am blessed.
On mountain high I soar.
You oh Lord are my truth, mercy and joy.
~~~
My words are not always pretty or lyrical. Maybe they mean
nothing to another but they lose my bondage from deep within, freeing my
spirit, lightening my heart and strengthening my existence. They flow out of
years of pain and stress but also from undeserved grace and answered prayers.
You oh Lord, are forever with me through good and bad, through lost and found,
and through doubt and faith. Thank you oh Lord for your never-ending grace
glory and power. Amen.
~~~
The clouds hang heavy heaven’s tears.
The air stills with a force of anticipation.
A soul rests on its own footing.
God must be present to release all power.
Grass withers from drought like condition.
Flowers cease to bloom from lack of moisture.
There is no creek flow.
God must be the force to saturate a dry spirit.
Hope returns with refreshing showers.
Peace is found in a soothing breeze.
Life returns to heal both land and heart.
Gratitude is given and God swells with love to have reached
deep within a life sore with grief and pain,
~~~~~
God alone can touch a soul so deeply and
strongly to cause regrowth.
He always has the divine power to intervene and
unbind a confined spirit.
His hands have the loving touch to gently nudge
a heart into submission and I must surrender in order to
mend.
~~~~
Every day is a battle of light and dark. When I want to
burrow under and escape the chance of further damage, God pulls me out of the
darkness with his light of grace. Again I am whole but how many times will he
do this for me? It’s already been too many times to count and yet he is always
ready for the next battle. Why do I not surrender all and allow his light to
pierce my every darkened corner in my soul? When will I allow his love, his
grace, his mercy, and his joy to replace everything missing in my life?
Labels:
Proverb 31 woman,
Sunday Soothings,
virtuous woman
Thursday, June 04, 2015
every day chances
every day is a chance to better
every day is a chance to be more
every day is a chance to be whole
never finished
but tomorrow is another chance
Wednesday, June 03, 2015
Monday, June 01, 2015
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