Showing posts from May, 2010

The Wrong Way?

This picture was taken this past Sunday in Oklahoma. I was there for my granddaughters' dance recital. I was sooo disappointed because we weren't allowed to take pictures during the recital itself. Ashton and Noelle performed one dance together doing an interpretive ballet to "Holy, Holy, Holy."

This is a picture of us at their home. We are in their living room which they use for their home-schooling room. The canvas above us is one I painted for their dad, my son, Chris. The scripture on it is his life's verse which is:

Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus:
Who, being in very nature God,
did not consider equality with God something to be grasped,
but made himself nothing,
taking the very nature of a servant,
being made in human likeness.
And being found in appearance as a man,
he humbled himself
and became obedient to death—
even death on a cross!
from Philippians 2

While visiting my grandchildren, I was reminded of this story that I told them and…

Weekend Worship at St. Bartholomew's

This week our worship takes us to St. Bartholomew's Catholic Church in Little Rock, Arkansas.

.........You are no longer foreigners and aliens,

but fellow citizens with God's people and members of God's household,

built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets,
with Christ Jesus himself as the chief cornerstone.

In him the whole building is joined together

and rises to become a holy temple in the Lord.

And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling
in which God lives by his Spirit.

2010-the Year of Longings

I long to be joined with you, dear Christian sister and brother, to make this body of Christ a beautiful household of faith.
Verses taken from Ephesians 2.

I am linking to Spiritual Sundays, an inspirational place to visit.

If you click on the post title, it will take you to a site to read more about this precious congregation.

I have not yet begun to procrastinate

Stephani over at "A Defined Life" (a beautiful blog and a beautiful person) made this comment on my post yesterday. "I first realized I had a problem with perfectionism in college when one of my professors correlated my procrastination with being a perfectionist. She said a lot of perfectionists procrastinate because they don't want to start things until they have the time and energy to complete it and complete it perfectly. That was over 20 years ago! I still struggle."

And did it ever, ever hit home. I have always lamented the fact that I procrastinated and procrastinated and was so disappointed in myself for this particular characteristic of my personality. My procrastination has manifested itself in many areas of my life but especially now in my retirement years in my art endeavors. I will not start a piece for months, then start one and leave it sitting for days, weeks or months. And really, what is the worst that can happen?--mess up a canvas--well, s…

insecurities anyone?

Just for the record I will be the first to admit that I have some insecurities but thank God not nearly as many as I did once upon a time but more than I thought I did last week.

I'll try to explain why I am admitting to this. I was reading a blog--don't know whose, don't know the web address--I wish I did, I would love to give credit where credit is due. But, anyway, this gal (and I am very loosely paraphrasing her) said that she had always wanted to be an artist and she just found out she was one.

She was reading Beth Moore's new book, So Long, Insecurity, and came upon this statement. "Insecurity's best cover is perfectionism. That's where it becomes an art form." (italics mine)

This particular blogger was referring to her own extreme housekeeping, especially when expecting company--she has that down to an art form. She found out and now admits to being an artist. That got my attention--perfectionism coupled with the housekeeping. I figured I b…

Broken Cistern

The "post" by Charles Spurgeon today is a classic. Sure hope you get a chance to google it or maybe you have a copy, such as I do, that has been laying around your home for years.

Ever thought yourself wiser than God? Spurgeon cautions us against this by taking "anxious care" of situations or people when we should be trusting God with them. He says when we do that we are going to the "broken cistern" and not to the "fountain."

How I identify with this, especially regarding my children and grandchildren. I am too anxious at times about their safety and well-being when I need to pray for them, place them and all thoughts of them in God's hands, and go about daily living that reflects love and faith back to that great source, to that great reservoir that overflows with grace and mercy.

My precious friend, I pray that you will go to the true well today. It will not disappoint.

Love all of you,

2010-the Year of Longings

I long to jump in to …

don't mean to be disrespectful, but......

My husband and I went on a garden tour last Sunday afternoon. Thought you might like to see just a fraction of the beautiful creations that were growing in that garden.


Wine Cup


Oak leaf hydrangea

This little Lenten rose is so beautiful yet so hauntingly sad to me.

Solomon's Seal

Pomegranate Bush

A nice place to sit after being in that 90 degree heat for an hour and a half.

Oh and one last thing: A quote I found written by Sydney Ellison in Horticulture Magazine--

Now I don't mean to be disrespectful to Mr. Eddison but I think there is only ONE qualified to sign that autobiography.

Like grass

The grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of our God stands forever." Isaiah 40:8

"All men are like grass,
and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall, 1 Peter 1:24

We know from scripture and from experience that we will fall, we will wither. So I have a question for you. If today was your last day to live on this planet, what would you do with your time?

Would any of your plans for the day change?
I would love for you to leave a comment and tell me how your day might change or how it might stay the same. Or give us some Godly advice as to what we should or could do. This is not a ploy for comments although I know we all love them. I would really love to hear what you have to say about how you would spend your day.

I will fill in my "longing for the day" after I read your comments.


Thank you to those of you who responded to today's little challenge question. I wasn't trying to be m…

Worship His Majesty

It has taken us three weeks but we finally get to go inside at Highland Park United Methodist Church, Dallas, TX. I hope it was worth the wait.


The bugles and the pipes are massive and take over your senses for a few moments as well they should. Can't you just hear the organ now with all the stops pulled out, the voices of mass choirs and a congregation full of gratitude lifting up praise to the One True and Living God?

"The trumpeters and singers joined in unison, as with one voice, to give praise and thanks to the LORD. Accompanied by trumpets, cymbals and other instruments, they raised their voices in praise to the LORD and sang: "He is good; his love endures forever." 2 Chronicles 5:13

In the middle of all this majesty are stained glass windows that speak to us of the incredible range of colors and gems God created that will be present in heaven.

The wall was built of jasper, and the city was made of pure gold, clear ascrystal. Each of the…