Showing posts from August, 2013

My Husband Told Me I Should Post This So I Am

I have been spending more time in God's Word which is what I really wanted to do with my time off.  Today I studied most of Luke 1 and this is my journal which tells the story of that chapter.
I am studying with and am really enjoying it.  I had tried to get started on that several times and just never did.
But this time I think I am started for good.  I look so forward to the Bible reading each day and illustrating it in some way that speaks to me and my needs for retaining the Word.
This particular devotional was under Women of the Bible, Part II-Elizabeth
They are taking a few days off for the holiday and the next study will be on Daniel.  I encourage you to read along with us.  I am going to the website listed above and doing it from there but there are apps for your smart phone and tablet if you would rather read that way.
Hope you enjoy this.
I love you, Dianne
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Blog Break

I will be taking a blogging break from writing or from checking blogs for the next month.

During that time I want to pursue what God would have me do.

I think blogging was great for a while. I made it for a little over 5 years.

But now I am finding that I am all written out or so it seems.

I will write in my little journal for the next month and if I feel I have anything of substance to post for you at the end of that month, then I will--otherwise, I will probably let the blog trail off--just updating every month or so.

Or maybe I will use the extra time to paint more and post some more art for you at the end of that time.

But for now, I just need to spend more time alone with God, pursuing Him and what He has to say. If you are interested in keeping up with my fascinating life (tongue in cheek), you can find me on Instagram.

There is a link to my Instagram page in the upper right side bar. If you are on Instagram I would love to know--maybe a little notation in the comments secti…

Sing For Joy

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Would you take a moment and consider this: A person, any person, wearing a crown--whether it be an 18 year old newly crowned Miss America, a 70 year old queen of a country, a newly crowned 30 year old king of small nation, a 6 year old celebrating her birthday, or a 100 year old queen of the nursing home who has outlived all of her peers and celebrating a century of life--

 What is the demeanor?

 What is the posture?

 What is the expression on the face?

 When considering this, I could not think of one instance where there was a sad demeanor, dejected posture, or a hang-dog expression on one's face. All I could recall in my mind's eye was a cheerful, gracious demeanor, posture that spoke of self worth and a beautiful expression of life on a contented face. I'm sure there are exceptions but I don't remember any.

I trade these ashes in for beauty,                                              And wear forgiveness like a crown,
Coming to kiss the feet of mercy, I lay every b…

Brazilian Beauties

Just had to show you one more picture from my mission trip to Brazil several years ago.

I am on the back row third from right end.

Now if anyone would have ever told me when I went on this trip that I would get to speak to a group of 30 people, I totally would not have believed them.

I had just finished speaking to this group right before the picture was taken and they didn't run off--smile!

They were absolutely precious, so beautiful inside and outside, so ready to hear the gospel, so open and  so loving and friendly.

The pastor of the church who sponsored our group is on the right end also in a white shirt and black bill cap.

When we got to this location and he introduced me as the speaker, I almost fainted.

But God is good and He gave me the words to say.

One of the sweetest things to me on this trip was being called a missionary.  One of our translators (interpreters?--I can never remember which is the proper or best term) introduced me to a store clerk in a local mall as th…

Picture from Brazil

This is a picture I shared on Instagram earlier today and thought I would share it with you also.
I was on a mission trip to Nova Iguacu, Brazil, not too far from Rio De Janeiro, with several members of my church.
We were walking down a street and this little guy was sitting out by the curb  just watching people pass by.
We actually walked past him at first as we were walking and praying for God  to show us who to witness to.
We turned around and went back and he asked Christ to come into his heart.  
He was 87 years old.
Can you see the tear?
It was a precious moment.
Praise God for moments like these.
Nothing like it, really.

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After Glow

Love hanging out with the guys and listening to them sing praise and worship songs after class.  What a blessing!
This is one of my Instagram pictures.  There is a link in the upper right hand corner to my Instagram page.  I hope you will give it a look.
It is just another little facet of my life that I would like to share with you.
And if you have a page, would you share a link with me in the comments.  I would love to visit you.
Hope your day is blessed beyond measure.

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He Has Been Good To Me

I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.
I will sing the Lord’s praise,
for he has been good to me.
Psalm 13:5,6

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Desperate Faith

Her pain was great. Her misery engulfed her and had for twelve years. She had exhausted every avenue of medical knowledge, Spent her life's earnings. She had an issue--an issue of life-taking blood.
His presence was great. It engulfed and enveloped everyone around. He had used but not exhausted the vast knowledge of His Father. He was soon to have an issue--an issue of life-giving blood.
In the meantime He went about doing good-- healing those who were hurting, comforting those who were mourning-- Feeding those who were hungry.
In her meantime, she went about searching For the one she had heard so much about--
She heard that He had set free a demon-possessed man, And the winds and waters of nature obeyed Him, yes, that's what she had heard--
Even heard that He had raised up a paralyzed man, And cleansed a leper's spots.
She believed the stories she had heard about Him. She knew her faith came from God.
Her faith was a desperate faith--

In Jewish culture she was considered…


Astrid lives in a country where she cannot openly worship Jesus. Martyrdom for faith in Christ is not unheard of.

Sex trafficking is a common problem and her heart cries out for religious freedom for her country.

She depends on Jesus daily to take the fear for her life and give her peace.

She doesn't own a Bible of her own but a fellow believer shared a page from the book of Revelation with her.

Her favorite scripture on the fragile and worn page reads:

After this I looked, and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and before the Lamb. They were wearing white robes and were holding palm branches in their hands.  Rev. 7:9
That is her hope--being one of the great multitude who will someday stand before the Lamb and worship in total freedom.

Her plea to you today--

Won't you please pray for the countries around the world who are not free to worship freely?

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When I was very young--late teenager to early adulthood--I had a very specific idea of what I thought "beautiful" was--mainly amounting to a "Hollywood" version of beauty.

I don't know exactly what has caused the change but now I see beauty in a totally different way.  I never meet a person who I don't think is beautiful--truly beautiful--not just in their soul and spirit but their actual physical appearance.

The face above is beautiful to me and as I have been "on a kick" painting faces, I notice that I tend to make up faces that "society" would think are appealing or nice looking.

I think I know why I do this--they are easier to paint--any face that is balanced and in proportion, that doesn't have wrinkles or other "very distinguishing characteristics" is just easier to paint.

I really want to branch out now and try some faces that aren't "Hollywood" beautiful but striking just the same.

I'm hoping I wil…

Unwritten in the Sand

Led into the courtyard barely able to catch a breath My heart was in my throat I expected sudden death
But when questioned He began to write I never would have guessed the Sin within His sight
Fraud, libel, slander malice, pride and greed gossip, bitterness, resentment even 'no good deed'
No names to go with Sin were written in the sand Enough was the conviction Written by His hand.

t this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there.  Jesus straightened up and asked her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?”  “No one, sir,” she said.  “Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.” from John 8--The Message 
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The morning has dawned crystal clear.  The night was long and oh so lonely.  No starlight penetrated the veil of darkest gray clouds.  The haunting sounds of the night fought for her thoughts.

The problems--they still linger--but the cobwebs of fear, doubt and obscurity have lifted and Crystal walks once again in faith.

For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning.
Psalm 30:5

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Rebecca Rejoices


Gabriella Speaks to Her Soul

Gabriella speaks to her soul and says as King David did:
"Why, my soul, are you downcast?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God."
My heart and soul yearn for God as I think a deer might pant for streams of water after a run for its life. I must meet with the Lord of this great universe.
Like an artesian well my tears keep springing up, They are the only sustenance I know.
Why do I listen to those who only have negative things to say, Who have the audacity to ask me where my God is now?
Surely I have enough wits about me to remember the days when I sang songs of joy and even led others in worship.
Yes, I remember so I will say
Why, my soul, are you downcast?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.
a loose paraphrase of Psalm 42

Gabriella is totally digital but I hope you can see her heart and hear her soul.
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Sunny the Servant

Sunny considers herself to be a servant of the Lord and knows that it is one of the greatest privileges and responsibilities of her life.
One of her favorite things is to praise the Name of the Lord.

She especially loves the scripture from Psalm--

Praise the Lord, you his servants; praise the name of the Lord. Let the name of the Lord be praised, both now and forevermore. From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised.
Her mother told her a story about her name that she loves.

She remembers vividly the night she came to know Jesus as her personal Lord and Savior.
She was pregnant with Sunny and wondering what she was going to do, how she was going to handle a new baby without the benefit  of a husband for her and a father for the new life growing inside of her.
As she was out strolling in the black of night with moonbeams casting their sparkles around her, it seemed she was caught up in a vision.
Before her appeared the missionaries she h…