I got so carried away with a personal distraction yesterday that I didn’t give proper attention to the truth that my painting has really improved. This work is called, “Serenity”… named so by my husband. I probably would have called it Birch Meadow or something like that but, either way, I’m pleased with it and want it to have its props.
Oh, yeah… I’m definitely just a hobbyist painter – nothing even amateur level about my work – but I was once a not-so-good hobbyist, and now I believe I’m a good one. Not fishing, just stating truth IMO. Half of that status is having fun, right? In that case, I’ve definitely arrived! 🙂
Practice pays off when it meets God’s mercy and kind impartations. No more stick figures for me, folks… I’ve finally learned to paint AND enjoy it.
Last Wednesday night Lynette and I returned from our ministry/vacation trip out west.
The week out there was very successful. We brought strength to her aging parents who have lived faithful lives for Jesus and who have been very dear to me over the past 20 years. We hung out with them for 6 – 8 hours each day and attended church with them on Sunday. We prayed with them, had long talks, and encouraged them in the Lord as God directed… it was a wonderful visit.
Our flights were perfect going out; coming back, the planes were a little late, but everything worked out fine; it was good to fly above our Father’s world and see the activity of His angelic hosts going to and fro to accomplish His will. He showed me the angels specifically protecting our aircrafts, and it made me tearful and grateful during each flight. God kept the house safe and sound in our absence, posting ministering spirits even before we left – He is faithful.
Those who encourage and lift up the saved and unsaved will, themselves, be lifted up and encouraged. Without God, we are nothing. With God, we are and have everything.
When life changes abruptly – you know, the “suddenlies” – a part of you says, YES! It’s finally here!!! And another part of you wants to put on the brakes, even for things you’ve been praying for forever. That’s us humans for you.
I’ve been annihilated by the “suddenlies” over the past 18 months, and I’m glad… from my heart I can say honestly that I am joyously overwhelmed by the about-face changes God has made in my life. But there are also parts of me still recovering from emotional wind-burn and jet lag.
Jesus enables me to do all things through faith in Him; when I look around I feel entirely blessed. God in me handles the blessing, because my coffers have been enlarged and so has my territory. He is the complete Guardian against my flesh, pushing it backward and beckoning my spirit forward.
God is my shock absorber – He’s the only One Who can be – I cast my cares on Him.
The sun comes out again, and I say, “Thank You, Jesus, for the warm beams that change me and saturate me with nutrient life.” Jesus is the “Son” that never sets, and He carries me through the suddenlies until my legs and feet are rested, and then I am just fine. Then, in Him, I am contentedly braced for more suddenlies, and my being is evenly browned by the light of His Love.