A weary winter traveler
Looks for signs of spring
Haiku
A weary winter traveler
Looks for signs of spring
Haiku
Ribbons
Teardrops flow
Pain overwhelms
Trials seem to grow
Hope slowly declines
The future looks so dim
Yet thru all these ribbons glows
The strong and sure symbol of Him
He nevers leaves us nor forsakes us
Etheree
Yesterday I decided to do a watercolor tapestry of my life.
I planned to use different colors and drawings to represent my various life events. Well, not being an artist, the whole painting ended up looking like a timeline of colors with some childish doodle drawings. The one thing that stood out was a brown cross that I drew, however, the rest of it I knew I would need to redo.
The whole painting had a good message as I explained it, it just needed a better appearance.
So, this morning I had the thought to just wash the whole painting clean with water and start over, kind of like a new life, new beginning. So I did. I loaded my shammy with water and washed and rubbed. In the end most of the paint disappeared, some just faded and all the drawings washed away EXCEPT THE CROSS! Honest!
The Cross didn’t fade nor change at all! It did not erase thru all I did! All the other drawings were drawn with the same watercolor pencils as the Cross, and they all erased, but it did not! AMAZING!
It seemed God was speaking to me in this, telling me that nothing can ever erase the message of the Cross. That what Christ accomplished thru His death on the Cross will always remain and that if we believe and receive Him as our Savior and Lord He will never leave us nor forsake us.
This seemed so profound to me that I decided to name the new painting “Ribbons of Life” to represent that no matter what happens to us in our life, if we have believed and received Jesus as our Savior and Lord, He will always be there with us thru it all!
Stained with the color of pain
Threads that hope does employ
Weaved with the color of joy
Moments of small things that annoy
Seasons filled full with rain
Weaved with the color of joy
Stained with the color of pain
Moments time can’t destroy
Memories that always remain
A perfect pattern they deploy
Moments time can’t destroy
Our private life convoy
Showing exciting and mundane
Moments time can’t destroy
Memories that always remain
Double Triolet
Out into the cold,
Adventure
Awaits as
Frozen twigs snap beneath my
Heavy booted feet.
In the night
A weak little lamb
Strayed away
From the flock
Searching for greener pastures
Led by the enemy
My heart aches
But not from the cold
Rod in hand
I walk in
My Father’s Authority
Clinging to His Word
Fear tries to
Silently creep in
Doubt tries to
Overwhelm
But my feet are as hinds feet
And my mind is sure
Determined
To save the lost
I move on
To overcome
My face set like flint
Lord God is my help
Wintery
Brisk air fills my lungs
As I cry out
At the sight
Rejoicefully I carry
My long lost sheep home!
Six Shadorma Story
Based on Luke 15: 4-7, Isaiah 50:7, Habakkuk 3:19
Unto the Lord, trust Him always.
Walk the narrow path
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(Based on scriptures: Psalm 37:5, Proverbs 16:3, Matthew 7:14)
Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass. Psalm 37:5
Commit thy works unto the LORD, and thy thoughts shall be established Proverbs 16:3
Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it. Matthew 7:14

Snow dusted bushes
Inspired sweet thoughts of cookies
After Christmas joy
Baking some Almond Crescents
Sprinkling powdered sugar
Tanka
