Caterpillar Wings



This is one of those pieces, that I cannot believe I have not shared yet from last summer.  I love this one.  It reminds me of my oldest daughter.  Every morning she is rolled up tight in her blanket like a caterpillar in a little cocoon, and I have to pry her wings out to help her wake up and fly.

A lot of us crawl along, inching our way toward goals, taking our time, being overly cautious too often.  When really, we just need to unfurl those gorgeous wings God attached to our backs and let loose on the breezes.  A beautiful thing.  He is ready for us to use our gifts to love on our neighbors, and ourselves.  He wants us to be ready.

A little business:  my hubs reminds me, I should really support my habit sometimes.  You know, paper, pens, the like.  SO:  have you stopped by the ETSY shop?  There is a nice little link above on the navigation bar under my banner that will take you right there!  There are over 100 different artworks available there as prints:  4×6, 5×7, 8×10, and  greeting card size.  Valentine’s day is coming—by the time you order and I ship, it will be perfect timing!  Plan your birthday, graduation, or religious event card needs now and stock up.  Or just find something to brighten someone’s day.  And there are journals:  use them to write love notes back and forth, prayers, lists, journaling.    Love ya’ll!

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make a Call



I saw in a magazine recently, or a blog, or anyway..somewhere…a reminder to just call someone up to just CHAT.  Not a text, or email, or call that you hope reaches voicemail, but an honest to goodness LONG PHONE CALL.  One where you used to sit in a chair twirling a cord, one that other people would fight to get you off.  For me it’s a call that I can get all the windows and doors wiped down while I chat away –my ADD requires I do something with my hands.  (You can always tell at my house when I haven’t talked to my sister or mom enough just based on the filthiness of my windows).   Those calls are restorative to relationships and souls.

How about God?  When was the last time you called God up and had a long talk with him?  You will never get God’s voicemail.  Texts are okay, an occasional forwarded email.  But He loves when we TALK.  He is always listening, waiting for us to pour our hearts out to Him.  Sometimes it seems like we are on mute while He chats with someone else, or on hold even.  Sometimes it feels like our signal isn’t very strong.  But that is not true.  We all have a direct, speed dial, line to our Creator and Savior.

So, do two things today…call God and call someone special.  Take the time, and see how it helps you.

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Impressive Young Skywalker

I am not a Star Wars fan, but I often find myself telling my kids, “Impressive young Skywalker.”

It is one of those rolling off the tongue things, I enjoy the way it sounds.  Plus it is fun.

But, are my kids actually being impressive?  Awesome?  Amazing?  Our culture tosses around those words like kids in a dodgeball game.  And just like in that game, sometimes they hit the mark, most of the time they are just thrown away.  I catch myself sometimes and try to use my vast vocabulary (ha!) to actually give them praise in a meaningful way, but not as often as I should.  I often get annoyed with over clapping, over trophy-ing, over rewarding, building people up to standards that are unreal.

Really, who I, and all of us, should be impressed by  is….



Because, really?  Anything we do pales in comparison to the work of the Creator.

How would we change our perspective, and kid’s, if we said,

“Wow, you did a great job using the talents God gave you.”  “It is fantastic how you worked so hard.”  “I loved the way you put all you had into that.””I am really proud of the great choices you made.”

How would those statements affect all of us?  How would it affect us if we truly took a moment to remember to be impressed by all God has accomplished, willed, created, loved, and been amazingly awesome for eternity???

Find something truly impressive in your day, and I bet it has God’s hand all over it.


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Hot Mess Grace



A funny one today:  I posted this on Facebook**** awhile back, I don’t remember why….I think because I got up on my soapbox and went a little crazy.

I still like this gal, with her pink cheeks–her honesty, embarrassment, realism, and sassiness.  You know what, I don’t know if all this was in God’s original design for women or if it is all Eve’s fault, but hormones are one of life’s realities.  At all ages (as I can attest to in our house with two tween girls and myself, and even our quirky female doxie) we cannot escape the hormones.  Uffda.

So whether you are in your own hot mess, or living with one, or dealing with one at say…Walmart, let’s all remember to laugh and give each other a little grace today.

I think I just need to stop shopping at Walmart.  Those employees slip into the blog way too often.

****By the way, that reminds me.  Have you FOLLOWED  on Facebook or the blog yet?  It doesn’t take much, or long…just go over to that column on your right.  There are spots for both.  Just click away bloggy friends!  I love when you join me!  And thanks to everyone who has commented or emailed recently.  Ya’ll sure know how to make a girl smile!  It makes my hot mess a lot happier.






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Plans vs. Guides



I already mentioned that all of our Christmas plans went awry, only to be replaced by God guiding all of us to where we really needed to be.  I have always been a planner.  I like nice, neat grids of calendars and routines.  It suited my position as a teacher quite well and helps with homeschooling tremendously.  My husband is not a planner.  He is a schemer…he always has big ideas, but rarely concrete plans.  He has been significant in my flexibility transformation.  He has helped show me that routines are great, but it is the bigger picture that matters more.

This is what God wants for us.  He has planned to guide us along His path since the beginning.  I don’t know about you, but the more I tried to turn off, the more He pushed me back to His way.

Sort of like a huge highway system in Chicago with one way streets.  I think I am trying to get from point A to B to C.  But one way streets do not allow for A to B to C.  And of course there is construction (because there always is) blocking different routes as well.  So I am forced back on the Eisenhower where traffic is stopped, get to the next exit, only to discover that the ramp is closed.  I get cut off by cranky Chicagoans, pushed into the wrong lane, and eventually give up and go home.

OR  I can take the express lane, not mess with any of the madness, follow the buses who always know where they are going, and end up right where God intended me to be.

Over the years I tried all sorts of different projects:  teaching high school art, coaching cheerleading and then speech, teaching fourth grade, subbing in public schools, writing and directing Vacation Bible School, singing at church, scrapbooking, being a barista, home party sales, working retail, PTO, all sorts of valuable things to do for so many people.  But NONE of them were where God wanted me.  All along, I knew the thing that brought me the most peace was painting and writing.  I would see bulletin covers at church, artwork on cards or posters, and read devotions and I could hear God whispering:  YOU should do that.  YOU are suppposed to do that.  But I kept my plans.  Luckily for me and you I finally let Him guide me to where I am, where He planned.

How is God trying to guide you right now?  Is He whispering to you–way to go! or whaaaat????  Are you making your own plans?  Are they following His express lane, or are you trying to find your way through the construction on your own?  As we make new goals for the year, now is the time to really look at who’s ideas you are going to make into reality.  Are you in a place that truly fulfills what God created you to do?  Or do you need to make some changes and follow the big bus to the all the right stops?  It is  not easy to give up on pursuits–people or places– we think are right.  But God makes all things good.

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Learning and becoming



This is exactly all that my goal entails this year:  I want to learn more about being truly obedient to God, truly wise in my faith, and I want it to to soak into every ounce of my being until it is so embedded into my soul that it becomes who I am.

We can learn to be cranky.  We can learn to be rude.  We can learn to complain.  We can learn to be critical.  You know people like this; it has become who they are.  I don’t think they even realize it is who they have become sometimes.  But those traits have taken over and filled their souls with a bitterness.  It leaks out of them like poison.  I was becoming one of them.   I have had to make some major changes to separate myself and  unlearn some of those behaviors.

That is not who God created us to be.  He wants us to step back, put on the perspectacles, make sure we are learning to  BE LOVING and GRACE FILLED–to our self and to our neighbor.  And to make who we are into what He intended.

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This little owl showed up in my journal sketches one morning and the more I stared at her, I realized she was a wise, but funny and realistic sort of little gal–sort of like me 🙂 Just kidding, I have a lot to learn–but then again isn’t that very realization wisdom?

Glennon over at Momastery coined the word perspectacles, and it is one of my favorite words.  (Can you tell I am a bit of a word nerd?)  Little owl is a lot like Glennon, also.  And she wanted to share a Glennon lesson I decided.


“Sometimes heaven is just a new pair of glasses.”- Anne Lamott

We all need glasses when it comes to counting our blessings.  We have to remember to look at our surroundings with a fresh perspective.  The need could be new glasses, a new prescription, a good cleaning, or even sunglasses to reduce the glare.

This can be a challenge sometimes.  Today’s culture celebrates possessions:  the nicer and more, the better.  Post Christmas, our house is filled with even more new “things”–I can see them as a mess and think, “Where in the world do I put all this!”

Or I can think of what a blessing it is to have this home, and all of these new possessions.

For now, I have “quieted” our house.  I took down all the holiday decorations yesterday.  I am not putting up anything else for awhile.  I love to move decor and furniture around, Jeff calls it playing house.  Decorating for each holiday and season, and swapping out favorite objects all the time is fun for me and keeps things fresh.  Plus, changing collections that are displayed means they aren’t crowding each other for space and attention.  But for now, I want it pared down to the basics.  Couches, chairs, tables, and the usual artwork on the walls (although a part of me wants to take all of that down also.)

I think of the first disciples.  Jesus called them to ministry by asking them to leave behind all their possessions and follow Him.  They willingly did it.  I consider missionaries in other countries who leave behind the creature comforts we take for granted in America.  I remember the homeless right here in Chicago shivering in the horrible cold.

God has blessed me tremendously, and all of you.  I sit here typing, wrapped in a new quilt, sipping a mug of tea, a fire going in the other room, in new yoga pants and a warm sweatshirt.  My life is full of possessions that make my life easy and comfortable.  I will probably add pieces back into our home to ward off the chill of winter and create a cozy scene for each space, but not yet.

Right now, I will wear my perspectacles and praise God for the basics He gives each day.  I will reflect on giving up the things of this earth to focus on Him.  And look at the excess in my home that I could share with the less fortunate.  Yes, perspectacles can lead to wisdom I think.

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Needed it



What did you screw up recently?

How’s that for the start of  a blog post?

I don’t know about you, but I screw up daily.  I sure need God’s grace.  I crave it.  I ask for it.  I confess I need it.  Every single day.

As the Lutherans would say:  We confess that we are in bondage to sin and cannot free ourselves.  We have sinned against you in thoughts, words and deeds;  by what we have done and what we have left undone.  We have not loved you with our whole heart; we have not loved our neighbors as ourselves.

And one of the best parts about being a Christian is God knows that I am trying to do the right thing, He sees I can’t do it all the time, even expects it, and He loves and forgives me anyway.

Yep, I need a dose of that every day.


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Metric or English Standard measures don’t matter



There is a loaded statement.  How many of your blessings are you using in a day?  God gives each of us spiritual gifts.  He has a vision for how we will use them.  Remember, we may not know exactly how He has it planned to play out, but that doesn’t mean we should ignore or waste those talents.

***It also does not mean we have to go nuts doing as much as we can until we are burnt out!  Just gotta throw out that disclaimer for those of us who have a tendency to over do it!***

BUT, if we don’t use them at all, it sure makes it hard for God to bless us through those talents, now doesn’t it?  He can’t bless us very much if we sit on the couch and watch tv constantly or sit and stare into space.  Make sure you are out of the nothing box in your brain.  Can’t use what was lost yesterday, can’t carry it into tomorrow.  Gotta use it today.

For each day we use to His glory, He will give us another.  It may be here, it may be in heaven for eternity.  Eternal life and joy measured out to you…now that is a blessing!  That makes me want to use my faith and talents in abundance just to thank God for that super cool opportunity each and every day.

Can’t be measured in centimeters, pounds, liters, or tablespoons.  It is measured in LIFE.


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Just do what you can



Same thing, different way to say it.  This time from the Bible—we can’t control it all.  We can’t.  We are human.

We can:

COMMIT to doing what is right and loving.

CLARIFY our love and DECLARE it.

and DO what we can.

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Only 2

Scan-019That is right folks.  Every day is a fresh start and the one we should work on.  Can’t go back and change it.  Can’t go forward and plan it or worry about it.

Remember:  Low expectations for all the things out of our control.

God tested me this Christmas.  My family tried to make all sorts of plans to get together, which, when you all live in different states can be tricky.  And you know what?  Little of it worked out.  One family got sick, another needed to stay with other family members.  Jeff planned to smoke ribs for our Christmas Day dinner, but when he got his present out of the box, it was damaged.  So we had nachos.  I know, super special and fancy.

God had a vision for our holiday, and it was not the one I had forseen.  But as usual, His was better.

My sister broke down and got a dog for her family to make up for not getting to travel and being sick.  They are all very excited and an adorable dog is saved.

Instead of celebrating here, we are going to be at my parent’s house, and will get to celebrate with more people, who are in need of family at this time.

Instead of having a fancy dinner, we snuggled on the couch with nachos and giggles and capped it off with a nerf gun war.  Not formal–but actually more connecting.

We had the ribs two days later when Jeff could focus and play with his new toy all day and when we were all that much more thankful.

We stayed in Lockport, attended church here, and someone had the opportunity to share with me–they saw my faith during the service–and ya’ll know I needed to hear that!  God be workin’ on my Goal!

We have to trust that God’s vision is going to be bigger and greater than ours ever could be.  We have to trust that big or small problems can lead to bigger and better understanding, clarity, and life overall.  We can’t see the future, we can’t change the past.  We can work in the moment right now to make it the best we can, we can obey and comply, we can LOVE.  Today only.  And God will take care of the rest.

So how did God change your holiday plans?  Can you see ways it may have been a part of his bigger goal?  Some of the changes may have been devastating, but hopefully they pulled you closer to HIM.


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Washed Clean



In preparation for the new growth this year:  remember Christ washes us clean, removes all stains, and helps us grow in His light when we believe.  All living things need water to grow and live.

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Wishes vs Blessings



Remember that crazy million number of moments we have?  Remember how most of those are moments of happiness, goodness, and blessings?  As many as all the dandelion petals in a yard bright with yellow turned white.

We can look at that yard as full of weeds, blowing into everyone else’s yard poisoning the green.

Or we can look at it like children:  a full sweep of flowers to play love me/love me not, a million chances to blow the spindly little seeds miles away on breezes of wishes, hundreds of stems to curl around themselves in spirals of joy.  Each of those things a little blessing in and of itself.

How will you look at the world this year?  Will you make wishes?  Will you count the blessings you already have?  Will you look at both through new eyes?

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5 Goals: Demolished

Yeah, this post ended up long too.  God is putting a lot of words in my mouth as usual.  So if the posts are too much, coming too fast, just look at the artwork.  But if you want to know more….read on bloggy friends.Scan-035I had the drawing of the hand first in my journal.  Then I came across these words on Pinterest and I knew just where I wanted them.

DEMOLISH.  Isn’t that a fun word?  Sometimes I love the English language.  Another word lately I am loving is DANGLING.  I like how they feel rolling around my mouth, how they move my lips, the sounds they make.  I do not like the words moist, treat or Lord.  Yuck.  They feel funny.

Anyway, I digress.  DEMOLISH, not only does it sound good, it is overflowing with meaning.  It is not just to finish, not just done, it is:

to destroy or ruin (a building or other structure), especially on purpose; tear down; raze.
to put an end to; destroy; explode: The results of his research demolished many theories.
to lay waste to; ruin utterly: The fire demolished the area.
Informal. to devour completely: We simply demolished that turkey.
OOOOO, there are more favorite words in there:  DEVOUR, EXPLODE, RAZE, RUIN.
That is what I want to do with my goals this year!  How about you?  What if we each set just five goals.  One for each finger.  And then what if we exploded them?  Demolished each goal one by one by one?  What if by the end of the year we had devoured each one and razed our life?  Broke it down on purpose to RAISE up a new life?  To utterly and completely be in our own life?
That could be pretty powerful.  I just got goosebumps thinking about it.  It is a little scary, don’t you think?  But think of the power that could have in our lives!  The positive effects that could take place.  The goals could be anything:  big things, tiny pieces of one big goal, moderately sized conditions.
You know my main goal:  OBEY.  My other four are pieces of that big one:  one for artwork, one for reading, one for my family, and one for my head.  If I can count those out on my phalanges then the thumb will be almost complete.
I hope you are able to demolish some goals this year.


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A new year, a new goal



I lied, this post is chatty.  I promise to make the next few less wordy.  But this one needs the length.

Last year I couldn’t decide on a “word” for the year.  I tried to use several, and I lost focus about July.  I was still trying to stretch and grow into God’s plans for me, and that I think I accomplished.

I am not really a resolution kind of girl.  I never follow through on those.  I am a list maker, so perhaps those count as goals?  Yes, probably as goals.  As last year waned, my life changed, and as I became introspective, one thought seemed to surface more and more:  I want to do God’s will.  As more and more of the artwork was faith based, as more and more of the blog posts were faith based as well, I looked at myself critically.

And not in a bad, depression way, but clearly.  And specifically, I looked at my faith and my role as a Christian, or Christ follower or disciple, in particular.  Moving churches , a new study, and looking back at many of the experiences that have shaped my faith helped precipitate this. I have been thinking a lot about what I believe, why I believe, how I believe, what is comforting worship to me vs. what others prefer, and how I practice what I believe.   I want to be able to articulate the answers to all of those questions better.

I know that I have always had a deep faith in Jesus.  I have questioned all sorts of doctrines and theologies, denominations, I went through a feminist stage in college, and the result is my faith has become my own, not just beliefs my parents or a church indoctrinated.  I have always been a church goer, and served at each parish.  I have always felt like I practiced religion, and yet I have had many people discount my faith as not worthy, not as good, not as deep, not as pure, not the same.

Why?  So, other questions came to my mind.  Does my faith show on the outside?  Do I come across as a disciple or a hypocrite?  Am I a Samaritan or a Pharisee?  And do I question and judge the faith of others right back?

Which leads me to this year’s word and goal:  OBEY.  I want to really study what God planned for me.  And not just stretch into it, but to accept it wholeheartedly and to run with it.  Not what I think He wants, but what He wants.  I used the good ole thesaurus to look up meanings and synonyms.  I love assent.  I am willingly giving over my life.  I am going to comply with His rules, His expectations, His commands.  I want my faith to be visible.  I never want someone to question the sincerity of my faith ever again.

Be prepared.  This might be a common topic this year.

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