"Horizons of Blessing"

"Horizons of Blessing"

12x24

Acrylic on Canvas

     I've been working on pet portraits lately, fulfilling some Christmas commissions.  I started this piece before the commissions and really wasn't happy at first.  Today, I got back in the studio and reworked the road.  I like it much better.  While contemplating the title, I just couldn't see anything except "Horizons".  I had to consider all sorts of things.  Things like, "what's on the horizon', to the hope and light that is on the horizon, to the people that I love that seem to have nothing on the horizon.  That makes me gloomy.  But, when I painted this, everything was bright for me, and still is. My son had just come home from many a year separation!  My only granddaughter had been introduced to me, my other two boys and grandchildren are healthy, my husband and I are healthy, and we all love the Lord Jesus!  My children are taught of the Lord and they are blessed.  We are blessed in the city and blessed in the land!  Somehow this painting reminds me of that Blessing.

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Going Out on a Limb

"Going Out on a Limb"

Acrylic on Canvas

22"x28"

Sold

     This is number 8 on the 30 in 30 Day Challenge.  I painted this during worship today, at Emmanuel Fellowship Church, Sweetwater, TX.  I had no ideas when I stepped up to paint.  It was one of those times when I felt like I was going out on a limb.  I had a slight bit of an intuition for colors just as I started, and went from there.  It was really fun, because there was no striving at all.  I just stepped out, and did what I felt the urge to do, as I worshiped the King of Glory.  I decided to use only 3 colors, and this limited palette was very freeing.  I'm happy to say, that it has sold, pending the varnish coat!  I had several people come up to me, saying that it had really spoken to them.  God is good!

Holy, Holy, Holy

The first painting is what I did after receiving a prophetic word...that I would go into the nations setting women free.  I painted it as an act of obedience.  After that, I did go.  I went to Guatemala and ministers to missionary women.  Then, I went to Africa and ministered to women.  Now I find myself questioning who I am really.  As an artist.  Who am I?  I reworked this canvas.  I find myself remembering:

Last year, some of my artist friends took an amazing art trip to Ashville, NC, to a prophetic art conference. Among the amazing things that we saw, were the beautiful colors of the changing of the guard with the trees. I remember taking so many pictures of the colors. I also remember sitting on the porch during a break time and hearing a group of people singing, "Holy, Holy, Holy", and it literally infiltrated throughout the mountains. It brought tears to my eyes, and still does. I would give a whole lot to get to go again this year, but seems I may have to wait another year. I loved the experience, the growth, and hearing those beautiful words. May they reign throughout the deserts of Texas as well. "Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty"....

Lord, you are Holy.  Holy are you, that was, and is and will be to come.  Blessed is Your Name.  Holy are you.  God...the one who is.  The One that holds the water in the boundaries, and the stars in the sky.  The One that I adore.  You alone are God.  My heard sings to you, and you dance over me.  What a pair we are.  You and I.  I am so thankful that we are a pair.