"To my daughter on her wedding day" Poem
“To my daughter on her wedding day” Poem. How quickly life change, right? This year has brought many changes. My heart has gone out to all of the brides who had been planning their dream wedding and had had to make hard decisions. They have had to make choices to move forward with their wedding plans, knowing the crowds will be limited or postpone their wedding to a later date.
Jane Lazenby Art at Home for Kids, Week 2, Day 4
As this quarantine continues, my prayer is the same as last week. I pray it gives you “time” to be still and see Him. I pray it gives you “time” to be with your child while they create this art page while you praise them for their work and I pray it gives you “time” to talk to them about His promises while they read the words.
A new decade. stepping into the unknown
I don`t think it hit me about the importance of this new year as we were moving toward it until I heard someone say, “Welcome to a new decade”. A new decade? Wow. That sounds massive to me. A decade. Ten years. What happened to the last decade and how did it go by so quickly? What does this new decade hold for me? The thoughts take me back to what it was like 10 years ago as we were anticipating the upcoming decade. The unknown was about to happen.
It began in a manger
These words by Max Lucado, are so perfect for us to have and reflect on today on Christmas Day. "It could have begun anywhere, the story of the king. But, curiously, it began in a manger.The noise and the bustle began earlier than usual in the village. As night gave way to dawn, people were already on the streets. Vendors were positioning themselves on the corners of the most heavily traveled avenues. Store owners were unlocking the doors to their shops. Children were awakened by the excited barking of the street dogs and the complaints of donkeys pulling carts.The owner of the inn had awakened earlier than most in the town.
The Cradle that led to the Cross
These words by Max Lucado, are so perfect for us to have and reflect on today on Christmas Day. "It could have begun anywhere, the story of the king. But, curiously, it began in a manger.The noise and the bustle began earlier than usual in the village. As night gave way to dawn, people were already on the streets. Vendors were positioning themselves on the corners of the most heavily traveled avenues. Store owners were unlocking the doors to their shops. Children were awakened by the excited barking of the street dogs and the complaints of donkeys pulling carts.The owner of the inn had awakened earlier than most in the town.
Art hearts unite
Many years ago, my friend, Lisa, and I took art classes from our soon to be friend, JoAnne. It was an adult class that met each week during the school year and we did art together under the skilled leadership of JoAnne.Through the years, most of the same ladies signed up and came back to class in the fall. But, somewhere along the way, things changed.
"The streets of gold beyond the crystal Sea"
This last week I was able to be at two beautiful celebration services of dear friends. My childhood friend lost her sweet Daddy. Another childhood friend lost her sweet Mother. They had both lived wonderful, full lives and left legacies for those behind them to live by. They both had physically broken bodies but now are whole again and completely healed by Him. The words of precious old hymns, sung at the services, were as balm to hurting hearts. They each held so much more meaning than they did when I learned them as a child. As I was growing up, I always loved singing in church.
"Meet my Friend Tricia!!"
I am so excited to introduce you to my friend, Tricia Robinson!! We met about 6 years ago and I was instantly drawn to her vibrant bright colors that she uses in her fun art. She loves color and whimsy. She loves the beach. She loves "bubblegum pink". She loves creating the “beautiful wonky!” To her, wonky stands for the beautifully imperfect..And she loves the beautifully imperfect! It gives her so. much. more. freedom! .