Category Archives: The Word

Joyful—Psalm 100 Faith Art

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“Make a Joyful noise! Serve the Lord with gladness. Come before His presence with singing.” What better way to display Joyfulness in our art than with a colorful composition! I’m still working my way through creating some of the projects demonstrated at the Choose Joy Faith Art online retreat I attended a few weeks ago. I practiced what I’m preaching, and had fun making this mixed media Scripture Faith Art page, as I meditated on God and His goodness and blessed His name. (Read this whole short chapter in the Psalms.) This colorful page includes: Ink blending, reverse stenciling, much… Continue reading →

Peeling the Onion

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Healing comes in such layers. Sometimes we think things are good, and then another layer of the onion is peeled back, by new triggering events. And again, and again, we feel defeated. Not like conquerors in Christ. Not even like we’ll ever get through the battle. Defeated, alone, and perhaps ready to give up the fight. But somehow (by God’s strength, and those that “bear one another’s burdens” and pray for us) we plow through. We wrestle. We reflect. We process. And eventually we see a small ray of hope. Another layer of healing ❤️‍🩹. We don’t expect that wrestling… Continue reading →

Psalm 7:11 & Experimenting

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What do you do when you’ve got a painted background, created long ago, that’s a hot mess? And a verse you also highlighted long ago that you still want to journal? You spend time in God’s Word. You enter into God’s peace and presence. You experiment. And you enjoy the process without worrying about the finished product. Once upon a time, when I was splattering paint here and there, I threw this hot pink paint, sloppily, in the margin (and all over) here. Now was the time to go back and see if I could salvage it. Not to see… Continue reading →

Remember His Works

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When I am troubled, I will remember his works! He is faithful! “I cried out to God with my voice— To God with my voice; And He gave ear to me. In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; My hand was stretched out in the night without ceasing; My soul refused to be comforted. I remembered God, and was troubled; I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. —Selah “You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak. I have considered the days of old, The years of ancient times. I call to remembrance… Continue reading →