Last April the foundation was just being prepped for our new church home, remember? Glad to report that it’s almost time to move in!
Just a few finishing touches needed…
a final cleaning…
and we’re there.
Hallelluiah, God is able!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugLnuwvW0t4
I would like to report that I am still standing firm and in faith, I believe I am however, in reality it feels like, even though I’m standing, still terribly sad. I’m not sure if or how to continue with posts feeling this way although, I’ve always tried to be authentic here since I began Joy Studio and I wouldn’t know how to do anything else. I suppose I could just be silent and sometimes… I probably will. So, sadness will just have to be part of my expression, as I expect it will accompany me for some time.
Nearly a month, just shy since my mom was killed but the desire to keep going, to press on (I press on toward the goal… Phil.3:14) has been instilled in me (by dad & mom) and I have learned, we must do this as quickly as possible, even when we don’t want to.
This week, I plan to put the comfort of creating to the test, once again. I have a full understanding that there is no escaping deep sadness in this life but it’s good to allow the healing to begin. My mom would agree. Creating can help. I’ll let you know what results. Thank you for all of your kind thoughts and caring comments.
Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me. Psalms 23:4
Life remains on hold, at least… as I knew it. Creativity is shelved for an undetermined amount of time.
Encouraged this morning by the Word spoken:
The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me
To bring good news to the afflicted;
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
To proclaim liberty to captives,
And freedom to prisoners;
To proclaim the favorable year of the Lord.
And the day of vengeance of our God;
To comfort all who mourn. Isaiah 61:1-2
Hallelujah, He lives!
How is a blog handled when life becomes unbelievable. Unimaginable. For the second time this month, our family has suffered loss.
My Mom, Ann • June 25, 1926 – February 23, 2011
My soul, wait in silence for God only,
for my hope is from Him.
He only is my rock and my salvation.
My stronghold: I will not be shaken.
On God my salvation and my glory rest:
The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God.
Trust in Him at all times, O people:
Pour out your heart before Him:
God is a refuge for us.
Psalms 62:5 – 8
The discovery (I made several years ago) that creating art offers comfort during difficult times, has been a great help in my life and adds to God’s already good gift. Currently I’m working to update an old familiar favorite of mine. One guess. It involves animals and yes, they are hungry.
The line began as a design class assignment when I returned to school, long before I began licensing my art. It was meant to be a children’s book however, publication in this venue was never realized. I’ll keep you informed of it’s progress and product release.
Every good thing bestowed and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow. James 1:17
The Lord is near to the brokenhearted, and rescues the crushed in Spirit.
Psalms 34:18
