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Sunday, October 27, 2013

I'm the Happiest Girl in the whole USA!

Miracles Still Happen!
     May I present to you, my youngest son, his beautiful wife, and my one and only granddaughter, Natalie Ann.  God is a God of HOPE, a God of Blessing, a God of Promise, and a God of Answers.  We prayed, and believed for the return of my son for many years.  It seemed hopeless, but when your put your hope in the Lord, Jesus nothing is impossible!  Not only did my son find Jesus, but found a godly wife and came home to share their beautiful gift from the Lord...Natalie!  My heart runs over with tears of joy, tears of thankfulness, and another level of faith.  I'm so thankful for new beginnings, and so thankful for the man that my son has grown into.  Words cannot express my joy!  We really have experienced a true miracle.  Finally, healing has come.  Suddenly, our prayers were answered.  Do you need a suddenly?  It can happen!  Put your hope in the Lord.  He is the one that turns things around.  

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Ink on Yupo

     This was painted during the Abilene Art Walk.  I wasn't sure about why it was going this direction, but afterwards, as someone gave a prophetic word to a man, that he was like the oak of righteousness, I figured it out!

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

The Valley

"The Valley"
Ink on Yupo

     I had to title this one, "The Valley".  I painted this during the Abilene Art Walk.  While painting, I encountered a "woman".  It appeared that she was a "street woman".  I prayed that the Lord would open a door of ministry to her.  She could't stay away, yet she couldn't stay.  She carried her Box.  Inside her box were treasures.  Treasures of her children, and shoes.  She changed her shoes several times, and also her clothes.  In front of everybody.  She changed her clothes.  I couldn't believe it.  She was beautiful.  She was changing her clothes and changing her shoes in front of me, and anyone around.  I prayed.  I seriously asked the Lord to cover her...to open the door.  She asked me open the lid to her nail polish, to sit in my red chair...to watch her stuff.  My heart was wrenching for her.  A mother that obviously lost her children.  I could identify with her in that respect.  I've lost my youngest, now 28 years old.  I can feel her pain.  Why, Lord, why?  I longed for, prayed for an opening.  I felt like she was in the valley.  I've been in that valley.  I wanted to give her the answer so badly.  The only ANSWER.  I didn't get the opening.  Why, Lord?

Monday, October 14, 2013

Angels Around Us

Angels All Around
Ink on Yupo

     I painted this during the Abilene Art Walk this past week.  I'd received an invitation to paint and minister.  I quickly accepted the offer, set up and had some experiences.  I wouldn't take for the experience, and look forward to the next months ahead in painting and joining the  "Dream Team" as we all minister God's love to people.  It was a great time.  What do you see in this painting?

Monday, October 7, 2013

Throne Room

"Throne Room"
Acrylic on Canvas

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     This is a piece that I started during worship this morning.   I'm so totally always amazed at how the Lord always comes through.  I was struggling with this piece.  I had a little bit of an image in my head:  of the colors that I see when I worship, and the veil, and just dancing before my Father.  I could not seem to get that going.  Granted, I only have 2-3  songs to work it out during church worship.  Sometimes, I long for the worshipful painting time during communion to continue to paint.  But sometimes the very best worship is in my own studio in my quiet time...loving my Lord; worshiping my Lord, interceding for others, and petting my beloved little doggie, J.W.  This painting just transformed.  I suddenly realized that I had painted a trumpet and didn't even realize it!  I was just praising, praying, and asking the Lord...what?  I began....I realized there was something to this.  He brought to memory...something about the throne room. I quickly google what I was thinking.  Come to find out, I had put in the 24 elders!  At that point, I knew I was on to something, so I continued with the 4 creatures and the 7 spirits.  If you read the verses, you will see that I was on the right track.  I love to be on the right track.

Revelation 4

New International Version (NIV)

The Throne in Heaven

After this I looked, and there before me was a door standing open in heaven. And the voice I had first heard speaking to me like a trumpet said, “Come up here, and I will show you what must take place after this.” At once I was in the Spirit, and there before me was a throne in heaven with someone sitting on it. And the one who sat there had the appearance of jasperand ruby. A rainbow that shone like an emerald encircled the throne. Surrounding the throne were twenty-four other thrones, and seated on them were twenty-four elders. They were dressed in white and had crowns of gold on their heads. From the throne came flashes of lightning, rumblings and peals of thunder. In front of the throne, seven lamps were blazing. These are the seven spirits[a] of God. Also in front of the throne there was what looked like a sea of glass, clear as crystal.
In the center, around the throne, were four living creatures, and they were covered with eyes, in front and in back. The first living creature was like a lion, the second was like an ox, the third had a face like a man, the fourth was like a flying eagle. Each of the four living creatures had six wings and was covered with eyes all around, even under its wings. Day and night they never stop saying:
“‘Holy, holy, holy
is the Lord God Almighty,’[b]
who was, and is, and is to come.”
Whenever the living creatures give glory, honor and thanks to him who sits on the throne and who lives for ever and ever, 10 the twenty-four elders fall down before him who sits on the throne and worship him who lives for ever and ever. They lay their crowns before the throne and say:

Tuesday, October 1, 2013



     I had the opportunity to travel back to my home town, of Ft. Davis, Tx.  It was a sad/joyous event.  My life long friend, Myra Russell Harvey lost her dad, and  today was his burial day.  I wouldn't have missed it for the world.  As I drove and walked the streets of my once familiar town, I realized how much time gets away.  It's kind of funny in a way...I just spoke about this time thing last weekend at a women's conference in Abilene, Tx.  These big cottonwood trees could tell the same story.  They are the welcoming committee at the Old Fort Davis.  The very one that housed the Buffalo Soldiers, the one that employed both Myra and myself, as high school students and after; the very one that her dear dad, Ralph Russell posed in as a calvary soldier.  I realized, as I reacquainted myself with old classmates and friends, that the thing that was so familiar long ago, now stands as a beauty to hang onto, before it slips from my hands.  What was once taken for granted is almost now unfamiliar.  Yet, I determine to hang on.  Hang on to what?  The beauty, the splendor, the sweetness, the common ground that we all have.  I cherish the memories, and I'm determined to carve out time to make many more.  We will all miss Ralph Russell.  He was an icon in this area, and loved by so many.