Showing posts from November, 2013

My Wish For You

Today is the first Sunday of Advent--a time to look forward to the coming of the Messiah, to dwell upon His richness versus our poverty, his righteousness against the backdrop of our sin, his wholeness in comparison to our fractured hearts-- His peace surrounding our fretting.

My prayer for you and me during this holiday season is that we would remain stress free, that decorating, shopping, wrapping, baking, and buying would just be a casual by-product of an otherwise "meaningful, take time to stop and rest and enjoy your family more than ever" kind of holiday.

I have always been kinda "over the top" as far as wanting each room decorated--nothing fancy or expensive--just wanted to do it for the kids and grandkids--and that is okay--unless I get my focus on that more than spending time with the people I love, especially Jesus.

This year I am going to take it slow and easy.  If a room gets decorated--fine--if it doesn't fine--last year I worked for weeks gett…

Good News!

Don't you just love it when your mailbox has nothing but good news in it? No circulars, no bills, no junk mail--frankly, we don't have many days like that around here anymore.

 But, think for a moment if you will, if every mailbox of any kind, any kind of delivery service, were only filled with the good news of Jesus Christ today.

Well, I can't fill every mailbox, but I can fill just one outgoing mailbox (blog, if you will) with the news that God loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life.

I love what John said in the very last chapter, the very last verse of his book about Jesus--It goes like this--

Jesus did many other things as well. If every one of them were written down, I suppose that even the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written.          John 21:25 
Just for today, I like to think it could be said--
If every one of the things that Jesus did were written down, I suppose that every mailbox in the world could not even begin to ho…

Holiday Nostalgia

I love Christmas decorations. Today as I placed a berry wreath on the back door and went over to take a picture of it, I noticed that my reflection was in the glass.

 I thought that might make an interesting "selfie," as they call pictures people take of themselves with the main purpose of sharing them on the internet.

 After I looked at it--I liked it--mostly because the reflection of the glass hides lots of wrinkles and double chins--smile. I also liked that the composite of the face looking into the distance with an antique-like look, the white door and the in-your-face red berries is such a contrast.

I couldn't help but get nostalgic just looking at it--the picture of me getting older, all of the memories stored in that one head--the memories of good Christmases, of ones that weren't so good, of Christmases spent with loved ones who are no longer with us--of children and grandchildren who are now grown--well, I am a big old softie I guess-but it really made me …

Loud Applause!

I love this portion of scripture from Isaiah 55.

…So will My word be which goes forth from My mouth; It will not return to Me empty, Without accomplishing what I desire, And without succeeding in the matter for which I sent it."For you will go out with joy And be led forth with peace; The mountains and the hills will break forth into shouts of joy before you, And all the trees of the field will clap their hands. "Instead of the thorn bush the cypress will come up, And instead of the nettle the myrtle will come up, And it will be a memorial to the LORD, For an everlasting sign which will not be cut off."

This whole portion of scritpure is just wonderful but after finding the leaf shown above, it got me to thinking.

Can you imagine how much noise a tree with thousands of leaves like these would make in a big wind?  And they not only clap their hands--they give Him a standing "O" at all times.

I surely don't want the trees of the field to outdo me in praise…

Joy Comes In the Morning!

Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning. Psalm 30:5b

Joining Texture Tuesday today--I used one layer of Kim's Total Grunge at 61%
You can find Texture Tuesday here.


Golden Inspiration

After a Saturday morning granddaughter's basketball game, my husband and I went out to eat lunch at a small local pizza joint that has incredible pizza.  

We got the supreme, thin crust with white spicy cheese sauce instead of the regular red pizza sauce.  Oh my goodnes, it was definitely a winner.  Will order that one again someday.

The restaurant is in an older quaint little section of Little Rock.  The parking is very limited so we had to park a block or so away and walk through the neighborhood.  What a treat.
I thought it so frugal and clever to use the yellow gold ribbon as a decoration.  Of course, it didn't hurt anything that they have a beautiful black, wrought iron gate to hang it on. 

The next family probably spent a little more on their decorations but not a massive amount, and they are so welcoming and festive--not too overdone--just right to me.

But I was definitely inspired by the golden bow to just make the effort to add a touch of festivity no matter how simp…

In Him We Live

Hoping your weekend is filled with work, play, fun, relaxation, living, moving, being, rejoicing, worshipping.

 As for me, I will be watching a granddaughter play basketball, spending some quiet time with the Lord, watching cheesy Christmas movies with my husband and praying for you if our paths happen to cross here.

For in him we live and move and have our being.' As some of your own poets have said, 'We are his offspring.' Acts 17:28More versions of the verse can be found here.
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Power Supply

This morning as I was having my devotions, I found it hard to concentrate on God's Word.

 My mind kept going to a couple of nagging situations--me wondering how to handle them--them taking my mind off God's Word.

 I struggled with this but finally got through my regular reading of five psalms a day and the reading for She Reads Truth.

I always get something from God's Word even if it is one of those days when I am struggling.

After all, Hebrews 4:12 says that his Word is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword. 

God always knows just what we need though. After reading those selections, I picked Jesus Calling for November 15 and this is an excerpt from today's reading.

"Approach problems with a light touch. When your mind moves toward a problem area, you tend to focus on that situation so intensely that you lose sight of me. You pit yourself against the difficulty as if you had to conquer it immediately.  Your mind gears up for battle, and your body b…

Many Many Tears For Me Today

Our Muhly grass is going nuts.
I couldn't decide which picture to post so I will bore you with all of them.

It does seem redundant to keep posting almost the exact same picture.
Please forgive me but there was just a mood or something about the one above that made me put it on here and leave it.

And this is kinda a boring pic but just couldn't hurt the little Dianthus' feelings and not show it.

And this one---it almost looks like a doily or lace, doesn't it.  God's creations are really just so magnificent.

And the dogwood--well, I should have taken the picture about two days ago--that was when it was showing off the most.  But you know how you ignore your kids sometimes when they're showing off--guess that's what I did.  I know, I know, I really regret it now.

And I love my little flag that says, "Praise God from Whom all blessings flow."  Yes, they do, amen!

Our first big cold front of the season is coming in tonight.  When I went out to take th…

Howdy Pardner

It's been quite a while since I've shown a picture of our newest grandchild, James. He turned 11 months old yesterday. I can hardly believe it.  The years seem to be flying by.

He is so darling and as always, I can't remember our family without him.  He is such a special gift from God.  It's a long story but we were extremely surprised when Chris and Andrea announced the big news to us.

Here is a link to the awesome news I shared at the end of 2010.

Andrea worked at a crisis pregnancy adoption place.  They turned in all of their papers and a Lifebook--the "in crisis" mothers would look through the books and choose a family they wanted to have their baby.  Chris and Andrea were never chosen--this went on for a little over a year and our hearts were getting heavy again--

And then bam!  Andrea announced that she was pregnant.  God knew all along what was in store for our family.

We would have loved an adopted child so very much--one that came not from our bloo…

Finally, My Art For Sale

Finally, I have placed some of my art for sale on FineArtAmerica. 

 I hope you will click on this link or the one on the sidebar and take a look at it.

 My goal is to add at least one piece per week (hopefully more) so I hope you will check back from time to time and see the updates.

 Here is my artist' bio--it was interesting making myself write about "being an artist."

One of my very first memories is asking my mother to draw for me. I loved watching the pencil strokes she made and seeing something so simple become a piece of art, well, in a five year old's view, it was art.

I remember a JFK pencil sketch I did copying his portrait from a Look magazine cover. I also remember walking by the art room when I was in college yearning to be in there painting but knowing I had to have a career that would provide a dependable income.

I think I must have been afraid of failure also because I never took an art course even as an elective. Looking back, I really regret that.