A Still Life
I remember my art teacher when I was 12 years old who taught me the principles of creating a still life drawing or painting. I learned that in art I could capture time and not let it pass, but keep it as a secret keepsake in this treasure chest of life. Thank you to My First Love; My Lord and Savior. For it is He who gives and creates, teaching us through this journey. I am forever grateful to see His extraordinary glory in every ordinary moment.
"...be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth" Psalm 46:10
Thursday, December 28, 2017
Another December has come and will be gone in a few days. The anticipation of making it just right for my family has passed for another year. Every year I tell myself it is not about choosing perfect gifts for my family but I find myself thinking about each person for many weeks and hope the gift I match them with will be right.
This year family has changed in some ways. Not all could be gathered together even though they are quietly present in my heart. I found myself thinking of Jesus' mother. This song brings the miraculous moment in time to the heart of any believer as the gift for all time.
In all the Decembers of my life I cannot focus on any memory greater than this gift of God's perfect love. Merry Christmas and wishing you the love that has no season.
Monday, September 4, 2017
Sunday, August 6, 2017
Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies do I see
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly
....nothing but blue skies from now on
copyright; Irving Berlin
Saturday, April 29, 2017
This April was almost 18 seasons of Springtime with my little yorkie. I had to say goodbye on Easter. This time of year will ever mark a day when my heart broke for my longtime loyal companion. I tried to prepare for this day as he was failing in health over many months and as my vet told me 6 months ago "he is just an old man in assisted living". Dog lovers and pet lovers know the agony. It is part of the commitment of sharing love with one dependent upon you for survival, affection and quality of life. Seeing him through to his last breath and bringing him back home again to rest beneath my daffodil gardens is done. I know I will add many beautiful flowers to his place of remembrance.
Sunday, January 1, 2017
May your Christmas hold memory that is kind to your heart. If it be past, present or a future memory that makes it dear - think on that! May 2017 be a year that brings you peace and hope and love. The God kind of love that never runs dry and restores.
Best to You!
Sunday, September 18, 2016
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
Reaching for the sun, these small but tall beauties announce that Summer can be endless. Not rain nor drought seems to cancel their late Summer sun dance. Faithful no matter what late August brings ~ tends to be their message. Some days I feel kind of knocked down by the winds. These golden faces seem to say just get up again for the season always passes. You can count on it.