"A Mother's Blessing"

"A Mother's Blessing"

8x10" Oil

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I know there are so many of you out there that have lost your mother, and need inner healing.  I found this blessing on this website:

I pray that you can take it in and receive into your spirit, the Spirit of Truth and Blessing.

 My dear child… I know that the Scriptures command you to honor me; and I want you to know that you will honor me best by becoming and being all the Lord intends you to be. I ask the Lord to richly bless you. 

 I ask the Lord Jesus Christ by the power of His Cross and Blood to set you free now from any harsh or cruel words that I said... especially the ones you keep remembering over and over...I am so sorry.

 I ask the Lord to set you free from heart injuries you sustained from me or from others in whose care I placed you in. I ask the Holy Spirit to set you free from: heartache, disappointments, dreads, grief, or rage you cannot resolve. 

 And I’m so sorry for any other struggles I may have caused you... May you be healed from being ignored by me...or smothered by me. 

 If I ever made you feel less than or not good enough…I am deeply sorry and ask you to please forgive me. May the Lord set you free from working so hard to please me when nothing ever would. May the Lord set you free from trying to get from me what I never had to give you...I’m so sorry.

 May the Lord set you free from blaming me for failing you...not because I need that, but so you can be free to grow;… to receive;…and to achieve;… to be creative in ways you have not yet imagined... 

 May the Lord give you all the things I was unable or unwilling to give you.
May the Lord guide you in ways I never could and grant you peace. 

 May the Lord free you from any of my grief, fear, terror, anger, dread, and expectations you are still trying to live up to. 

 May the Lord free you from feeling that you have to always be perfect.

 I pray that God will help you to see that the hurt and pain I caused you came from my own childhood. It limited me, and I am so sorry if it has limited you.

 I pray that God will remove from you any belief that you were not wanted… or loved.

 I pray that you have no doubt that you are the gender you are supposed to be.

 Please forgive me for not nurturing you. I pray that the Lord will release you from any unhealthy bond that you may have with me… I want you to keep all of the good that came from me, and give the rest to God. 

 My precious one…I love you. I am so proud of you. I am so glad you were born.

 Be released now to be the person that God created you to be. Be free…my love…and live!

"Just a Fit"

"Just a Fit"

11x14" watercolor on paper

     William.  To my sweet William, the "One who is a resolute protector", according to name meaning:  It was such a funny day not so long ago, when this hat became the center of play, the center of laughter, and giggles.  The eyes around that table glimmered in gladness, but have now  known the shadow of sadness.  You've been swept away, down a very long road.    The road that's  too long for weekend sleep overs, and those midweek stays.  The quick visits, the unexpected run overs are now out of the question.   We find ourselves making trades.   Instead of the tractor in the field, it's the tractor on the side walk.  Instead of the sandbox and chickens, it's way of city life.  For us,  the  trade off will be intercession instead of cookies,  declarations instead of snuggles,  and encouragement by phone instead of those weekly visits.   William, may the Lord keep you and  protect you. May the Comforter bring peace on both ends of that road. May you discover early in life your helmet of salvation.  May you learn to be a resolute protector of your heart.  May you learn to discern the voice that whispers rebellion and pride into your ear.  May you learn even better the voice of the Father; the One that Protects, Provides, and tells you who you really are.  May you always trade truth for the lie.   Scripture says that the Lord is a shield about me, and about you.   He hears our voices when we cry, and he answers us from His holy mountain.  He causes us to lay down and sleep and sustains us.  Psalms 3:  3-5.  Our hearts are solidified with the joy of the Lord, and we're keeping the hat ready for  "Just Another Fit".