In preparation for an art workshop this month (August 23-23, 2019) with Grace Bailey I reread her book, Painting With God, where she talks about her 3-year journey into worship and prophetic painting. Before this journey began, Grace was already... Continue Reading →
Recently I was connected with a woman, Kristina Risinger, who wrote a book titled “Life After Losing A Loved One: How to turn grief into hope, strength, and purpose.” After hearing her inspiration for the book I was reminded of a family friend’s journey of grief with her third child. She chronicled the journey online and graciously gave me permission to share her story. It is one of great heartache, love and ultimate victory…
......................................................... They told me the big black Lab's name was Reggie, as I looked at him lying in his pen. The shelter was clean, no-kill, and the people really friendly. I'd only been in the area for six months, but... Continue Reading →
Have you ever felt inundated, overwhelmed, exhausted and hopeless with all that is expected of you? There are demands at work and home, on social media and church. Some expectations are good, right. We want to give our best effort,... Continue Reading →
About 2 months before Easter the gal at our church who is in charge of decorating approached me and asked if I’d consider creating some art for Easter. The space she was talking about measures about 42 inches tall and... Continue Reading →
This week our pastor began a series on prayer and during the Sunday School hour we prayed corporately–in a large and small groups. It’d been a while since I’d been part of something like this and I forgot how peaceful... Continue Reading →
Who enjoyed playing "hide-and-seek" as a child? Did anyone play "blind man's bluff," "ghost in the graveyard," or "sardines" in your basement or at a youth event? These versions added complexity and suspense to the game because they're played in... Continue Reading →
Photo from Steve May. Life is interesting. We learn so much long after the moment of our choices and interactions have come and gone. We never know when we'll cross paths with someone and what the outcome will be. For... Continue Reading →
His hands…ten tiny fingers grasping at air for the very first time. Small and fragile, this just born child. This baby boy, swaddled in cloth, surrounded by the scent of hay, and the warmth of resting farm animals. The muted... Continue Reading →
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