Talk it Right

Talk, talk, talk. 

I’m good for saying, say what you mean and mean what you say.

What I’ve learned is no matter what your saying if the delivery isn’t right what you said means nothing.

Speak with love with every word you say so the heart can hear the truth.  Even when your speaking words that no one wants to hear, if it is coming from a place of love, the heart will hear it.

From my heart to yours,  LOVE one another!

Walk in JOY!

Denise 

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God’s Love

Jesus loves me this I know for the Bible tells me so.  I was told to paint.  If you remember I had a canvas out waiting to start.  I found this picture that I blogged in this post.  So I’m updating the post to include my painting.  I hope you enjoy it.

During the road trip To Philadelphia I came down for breakfast when I met Patricia.  She said people call her Pat, some Tricia but family call her Patricia.  She was older than me which made me feel comfortable.  I always got along with older women.

After a few casual exchanges I asked if I could sit with her. We had a very long talk.  She knew who I was because God sent her to give me a message.  She started talking about her past which mirrored mines in so many ways.  She gave confirmation to my thoughts.  She had me down to the point of my existence.  My attempt at existing.

We spoke of issues of abandonment, child molestation, physical abuse, verbal abuse, introverted shyness, being mean spirited, being angry with a hateful tongue, adultery, and all the other adversaries we encountered.  Personalities that hid behind my confident smile.

And he still loves me.  He chose me.  He saved the spirit inside of me for a higher purpose.  Elevated me from the mired in which I existed. Everything worked for good in the end.  Even down to the reason why we were having breakfast.  She was visiting with her daughters for a girl weekend just like me and my girls. 

I was feeling hopeful so I showed her the pictures I took earlier that morning.  I was so proud of the picture.  She explained that I was the tall flower shinning in the light.  The smaller flowers were babies in Christ.  The flowers with lost peddles were older spirits and the dead flowers were all who had died and were waiting for Christ.  The flower standing tall in the sun had come to it’s full potentials and was going to be plucked ….so I’ll tell you what I’ve learned.

  • Tomorrow is not promised.  Live for God today.  If you believe that Christ died for the sins of the world and rose again you will have salvation.  There is nothing, nothing that can separate God’s love for you.  There is nothing you could have done or had done to you that he will forsake you. Ask him for forgiveness with a grateful heart and he will save you.  God is a God of love.
  • Love one another and love yourself.
  • Forgive yourself and forgive others.
  • Find joy in everything you do.
  • Live with appreciation and gratitude.
  • Pray about everything.  Worry about nothing.
  • Meditation improves your relationship with God.


You don’t have to search for happiness.  All God’s love is waiting for you!

My painting.

Caper

Edited in sincerity to the Quest of the Pineapple.

We were starting on another journey you and I. The dynamic duo, we called ourselves. Preparing for another caper. We were magical together. Polar opposites. My strengths were your weaknesses. Your strength were my weaknesses. Together we were one person. No one could touch us. No one could go around us. Impenetrable!

Somewhere we made a wrong turn. A decision we would have to face dire consequences for. Somewhere in our quest for greatness we forgot how we came to be so powerful. We started with just love. Love that kept us talking all night about our dreams and aspirations. Love that made us silly and adventurous. We had found each other. Our soulmate. We thought we did it ourselves and the powers that be excused our innocence. Young love can be foolish.

He put us together against all odds. The things we had in common in the beginning against the things years later we still couldn’t understand how we ended up together. Even with our differences, he put us together for a purpose for the unbelieving spouse will sanctify the other. But somewhere we made a wrong turn and we misjudged the covenant we agreed to when we were united. We were moving in our own power, depleting our resources. All the while the superpowers kept feeding us granting permission for us to keep fighting evil. So stupid we didn’t show enough gratitude, enough love, enough praise that the evil doers came in through the weakest links of our shield. Our faith in God. We didn’t even notice when the smoke bomb was thrown in. We kept touching it not knowing what it was only knowing that we seeing thing different than before. We just kept up the superhero appearance before man. Thinking we were battered but not beaten and we began to believe we did not need all the strength of the superpower. We were doing it, the dynamic duo. We had it all in our own right.

The enemy penetrated our camp spreading their venom all around. We breathed it in and it worked against us. We were battling a different kind of crime. No longer were we fighting the enemy we were fighting against ourselves. We became so weak in the mind, body and spirit we didn’t even think to call to the higher power. We tried to save each other and exhausted what power we had left. Loves make you want to try even when you know you can not win by yourselves. Thankfully the higher powers came to our rescue although they could only save one of us. I’m not sure which one of us was saved. All I know for sure is I was left to warn the heroes that replace us.

Turn back and plan your capers together and use your powers for good. Remember even after the crowd praises your accomplishments, you are not operating as the dynamic duo. You have the God Squad, the Holy Trinity ~ The Father, The Son and The Holy Ghost.

My sidekick of 30 years has hung up his cape but I have comfort that I am not alone. I’ve tightened my belt and picked up my shield. Me and The Squad are still on the quest.

Call on Jesus.  He will answer.  It is not too late to save each other.  It is not too late to save yourself.

2 You’re blessed when you stay on course, walking steadily on the road revealed by GOD. You’re blessed when you follow his directions, doing your best to find him. That’s right—you don’t go off on your own; you walk straight along the road he set. You, GOD, prescribed the right way to live; now you expect us to live it. Oh, that my steps might be steady, keeping to the course you set; Then I’d never have any regrets in comparing my life with your counsel. I thank you for speaking straight from your heart; I learn the pattern of your righteous ways. I’m going to do what you tell me to do; don’t ever walk off and leave me. (‭Psalm‬ ‭119‬:‭2‬ MSG)

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Following instructions

Good Morning Wonderers.

Fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree is an expression my mother likes to use often. I realize the possibility is true more than I care to admit.

The fruit:

The other day I told you I was at an audition with Alex for a visual arts program. Before the audition, I spoke to him about NOT drawing cartoon characters for the observation piece. Realism I said, realism. The instructor gave them a statue to draw. They were to create a scene using the statue. He drew a museum display. Paintings on walls, guide ropes around the statue, a fully realistic museum with what? Cartoon people. Not just cartoons. His superhero cartoon characters. The instructor said he had a great imagination. I hope the judges are looking for that!

The tree:

I really planned on doing a portrait on my next installment for art class. I had my model poised. (I took a picture of J sleeping.). I drew out the picture but before I started, I got to thinking I would not be able to see the guide. So what did I use? Permanent marker of course! Funny how after finishing the drawing I remembered Mr. S telling us NOT to use permanent marker. I’ve spent the last five days trying to cover over the lines. This painting went from a realistic approach to something totaling different from what I wanted to do. But my instructor also says there are no accidents in art. So I finished it. I’m proud of it. It’s the level I’m on.

It went from J’s poise

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To

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So Mom your saying may hold some truth but as far as following directions goes, I like Mr. S’s statement. Remember that Alex.

THERE ARE NO ACCIDENTS IN ART!

Thanks for perusing and have a great day.