Courage
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Lean
You’ve gotten this far don’t give up now, yes it’s not easy. No it’s not too late. It is not over, it isn’t as bad as you think; you are not just someone on the sidewalk ..or unworthy of Grace Lean allow Me to let you- let your spirit leave what left: I’ll never let Continue reading
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Set me as a seal over Your heart.*
Its been released! Asha– Journey of Hope, featuring my Cover and 8 paintings along with others’, in a slim back gorgeous Book that anyone anywhere might be intrigued by… If you’ve ever been there, in the throes of trauma, you’ll feel this. The Paintings are perhaps personal windows, illustrating soul stirring Bible study Leads on Continue reading
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That Once
Original oil, RN. Sold. …. He did not reply, but in the Stillness, all else was hushed: that One time was enough, enough for me to know the Power of His Stillness. Continue reading
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Hands on, rage.
I love it when You speak to me…. Continue reading
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What Child is This?
Today at our little church overlooking gulmohar trees and a blue December sky, the question was asked,“What does Jesus mean to you?” I don’t like Q&As; we could be judged in these sessions, but this morning here there are people in their teens and twenties and the few of us other gen. humans. They are Continue reading
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It’s worth the wait
The power of persistence Continue reading
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Have you seen someone inhale music thru’ their ears…
My Jeff (Noel – no one else would put up with my messy paint tubes and books in corners and centre stage of my life), when he listens to music it’s like he’s breathing it in via ear phones. I’ve not seen someone savour music the way he does; it’s his profession (Sound) yet him Continue reading
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Today is different
I refuse to let one more moment wrestle me out of Grace…..(read on) Continue reading
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The choreography of Faith
I never understood the aspect of ‘dance’ like I did this morning, writing this post. (It is physical deliverance of what goes on in one’s skin,toes,bones,soul. Our inner universe runs out to play, if we’re understood, we get in sync with the external world of other people’s senses. Not always do we dance to each… Continue reading
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He
Heard. He heard me. Dyou believe mid-traffic, He heard the noise in my head, my questions and riot; I know a thing left me. Shadows,doubt. How can I say enough the way this is? He heard me. Didn’t change the situation,but He heard my voice. It tore past all His universe, and it resonates deep Continue reading
