
I sometimes just feel the need to be inside my mind and wonder around there without interruption. Probably more than is healthy, but lately I've been trying to talk to people about whats going on in there and sometimes I find relief and lightness, other times, frustration and annoyance. I hate that the frustration usually comes when I'm talking to the people I love the most, somehow we've gotten the idea that just because we love people and they love us, that they should perfectly understand us, which after 6 years of marriage I know is not true. Isn't it amazing that we have a God that understands and listens even when we don't make any sense at all and that He sends His Spirit to make our prayers a thing of beauty to his ears. This blog is really just to show my gratitude to God for His enduring patience and the blessing of all the beauty that is still left in our sinful world.

Thank you Jesus for your creation, it is my inspiration. These painting are a couple I started and haven't had time to finish, but will hopefully do so after school is over in December. I've been wondering what purpose God has for my art or if I've just let it become this selfish prideful thing. I would like to think He will allow me to keep it as a way of expressing my love for Him, maybe how music can be like prayer, so can a painting. These are two of my first attempts at art for His glory. If it becomes anything else, I pray He takes my desire to paint away, because I do not want anyone to the praise other than Him. If my paintings bring happiness to someone, I ask you to praise God for the gift of creativity He has given all of us. I still struggle with this some, I've never shown my art to someone other than to get praise as an artist before, so I guess we'll see how God leads. Having said all this, I believe God gave us the gift of art for a reason and that He has lead me to go to school to be an Art teacher, but I believe He is giving me a philosophy of how art is used in education and how it can be used it for His purposes. Living with God as my God, is exciting and I'll admit a little scary at times, but I wouldn't trade it for the world, even if that means nothing is what I expect it to be.