Busy Week

So sorry I haven't blogged since Monday! On week's whenever I have a show it is always super busy.  If there was a way to put into type the way the week looks it's usually something along these lines...103956yuhnogamg0v98y329H 5SDFAS098U43TIUN;IGAUG908HGNlkw.et[oa haha.  So maybe no you get the picture.  I have ordered prints from two separate stores, designed greeting cards and posters, and still need to run and do some personal printing at my Mom and Dad's then, go borrow my other Dad's truck to haul all of my paintings and booth setup stuff to Florence tomorrow. (oh and the whole two Dad's thing, I just call my husbands parents mom and dad too...kinda gets confusing every now and then haha)  

Ordered Canvas Prints!

Today was one of those days you get to the end of and think..."Did I really do all that today...?" I woke up with the intentions of doing absolutely nothing much today.  It was raining cats and dogs, the temperature had dropped down to about 50 and today seemed like it was going to pan out to be a lazy day.  As most everything goes though, I wasn't up long before I realized I needed to get on the ball and get some prints of my paintings made before First Fridays in Downtown Florence this week!

Quick Bit on the weekend escapades...

Although this weekend should have seemed a relaxing one considering my mom volunteered and watched my kids 2 nights in a row, it actually turned out to be quite the opposite.  Starting Friday, I dropped the kids off with my Mom and headed straight to Huntsville.  I met with my best friend there and we hopped all over town trying to come up with ideas for her wedding, then ate dinner.  I left her middle of the evening, came straight home, had enough time to get a drink and work for a wee bit on a painting, then Haven came in and we grabbed our instruments and headed to a church where a pastor friend of ours was waiting on us.

Recognizing Power...

How many instance's in your life have you had something you felt you wanted or needed to do, but couldn't muster up the courage or potential to walk it out?       I don't know that I can think of an example from when I was in High School but I do have the distinct memory of stifling a part of who I was when I was in school.  I guess I didn't want to listen to God telling me who I was, because of fear of rejection. At that time, in my eyes, being a part of the group of people around me seemed the most important thing. I think that some part of everyone wants a certain amount of commonality between them and their peers, and yet, at the same time we also long to be just enough different that we stand out, in a desired way. It's a seemingly delicate balance.

Power

  How many instance' in your life have you had something you felt you wanted or needed to do, but couldn't muster up the courage or potential to walk it out?  

    I don't know that I can think of an example from when I was in High School but I do have the distinct memory of stifling a part of who I was when I was in school.  I guess I didn't want to listen to God telling me who I was, because of fear of rejection. At that time, in my eyes, being a part of the group of people around me seemed the most important thing. I think that some part of everyone wants a certain amount of commonality between them and their peers, and yet, at the same time we also long to be just enough different that we stand out, in a desired way. It's a seemingly delicate balance.  

Have Courage

 John 16:33

"These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world." 

It's funny to me how quickly you can lose heart, or how you can learn something or at least think you have and then find yourself a month later saying..'now what was that again..?' When I started painting, it wasn't something I had been taught and it wasn't laid out for me.  I didn't paint by numbers.  It was just a blank canvas and a endless possibility of colors and subjects. I could either choose to pull them out of my imagination and try to represent on them on canvas in the best way possible or I could sit there in fear of not doing something right or in some way fail at it.  It isn't until after I start painting that things come together.

Everything will happen when it is supposed to...

   How often do you find yourself aggravated at situations, because they aren't necessarily going as your planned or expected?  That seems to happen a LOT in my life.  I have always had a hard time with patience....
  I read a church sign one time that said something to the affect of "Impatience is a form of sin".  I have to say that after a lot of thought I can see how that is true.  If I believe that there is a God, and I am made in His likeness, then I know that He likes order just like I do.  That's why that I have these plans and expectations.  So If I believe that He is real, then I should know that even when I'm not seeing the big picture, as long as I'm believing in His plan...patience will be doing it's work, and in the 'world of me' everything will be ok.  Even when it doesn't hold the form of 'ok' in my eyes.