Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Hydrangeas in Bloom


















And the gumpo azaleas are too--




Sweet blessings to you,
Dianne

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Poster Board Testimonies



Dark, Captive, Dead, Hopeless, Sin



Peace, Love, Child of God, Saved


"walking dead"


Fully Alive



Liar, Thief, Felon, Destroyed Lives, No Truth, No Hope



Father, Son, Brother, Hope, Self-Worth LIFE!




Miserable, Broken, Lost



Happy, Triumphant, Rescued




Abused, Broken, Lost




Loved, Hope, Found



Unforgiveable, Blind, Self-Centered



Delivered From the Power of Darkness!!!




Angry, Lonely, Fatherless




Joyful, Friend of God, Adopted by my Father in Heaven



Unworthy, Selfish, Self-Centered Prideful, Alcoholic



Consecrated to God!  Redeemed!



Sober, Joyous, Loved


This guy just tickles me so.  He is so full of himself.  Look at the little halo over his head 
and the bow tie.

There were many others but my camera has a "wait time" between pictures and I just could not shoot fast enough to get all of them.  I wish I had his "before" poster.




Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! 2 Corinthians 5:17



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A Holy Experience

Thursday, May 23, 2013

For Oklahoma



This is a computer enhanced watercolor I did today for the great people of Oklahoma, especially the residents of Moore.

 While an Arkansan through and through, I spent thirty years of my life in Oklahoma and we raised our three sons there. It is a very special place to us. Praying peace and comfort for the beautiful people there.




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The Weekend Brew
Spiritual Sundays
Still Saturday
The Sunday Community
Sunday Stillness
In the Studio
PPF

The God of Second Chances





















































































































When did I fall so badly--
Did it start when my trust failed?

When He told me to come to him 
on ripples of liquid glass,



Glass that shattered and broke 
beneath my feet as I glanced down?



When did I fall so badly



Was it when He found us sleeping--

Not keeping watch as He asked?



I thought I would go to the grave with Him,



And then, just as He said, I denied Him thrice

Before the rooster crowed even once.


A lonelier, more haunting sound I've never heard
than that of the cock crowing--

Announcing the dawn of a new day.

As it brought good news to some,
Dread invaded my anguished thoughts--

How could I face the day filled with this dark knowledge?
Knowledge that I had denied, had lied, 
had cursed the One I loved so much--

The one for whom I left home, family and my life's work. 

It had come to this--

When faced with the question of knowing Jesus,
I crumpled in fear and self-love.

And I wonder..............

When Jesus, burdened with the sin of the world,
went to the garden to pray,

And returned not once, not twice,
but three times and found us sleeping . . . . 

If I had been praying
Would I have denied Him a trio of times?

While looking down at shadowy mirrored depths 
my faith had faltered,

While looking up at a heart broken 
from carrying the weight of my darkness,

My faith was quickened and I knew....

Knew that there would be another day with Him,
A day when all He had taught us 
would come true,

A day He would ask me, 
not once, not twice, but three times--

"Peter, do you love me?"

A day I would have the chance to say 
not once, not twice, but three times--

"Yes, Master, You know I do."

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a repost from past pages







Wednesday, May 22, 2013

WOYWW-Mixed Media



On my work desk this week is a small flower watercolor that I took to my computer work desk and enhanced in Photoshop. Not sure I like it but at least I was painting. Happy Wednesday!

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