Tag: creativity
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The Gift of Peace and Pretty Things
Life has been heavy lately. My ceiling falling in on my kitchen was nothing but the cherry on top of the cake. While the maintenance crew began to create for me a new ceiling, I decided to do some creating of my own. I had a craving for soft and light colors, blues and purples.…
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The Gift of Joy: Finally Finding Freedom
How would you describe joy? Like a field of wildflowers on a bright summer day—vibrant and warm; free. If you asked me this question a month ago, this is probably how I would respond. God’s been speaking to me lately. He’s been speaking to me through pain, through waiting, through uncertainty, through trials, and tribulations.…
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The Gift of Defiant Joy
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. (John 1:5) In my dining room, hangs a beautiful tapestry—a darkened forest illuminated by a bold and defiant light shining through the trees, a light that refuses to obey the darkness. Defiance is the refusal to obey someone or something. Have you…
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The Gift of Two Dozen
I decided to order a piece of Cobaltoan Calcite and a chunk of Rose Quartz to commemorate this era of my life, to celebrate my first two books—“The Gift of a Dozen Reasons” and “The Gift of a Dozen More”. To me, the bright pink color symbolizes joy. This is why I chose bright pink…
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The Gift of Another Pink Christmas
I’m excited to announce that I published a sequel to my children’s book, “The Gift of a Dozen Reasons” called “The Gift of a Dozen More”, and it’s now available on Amazon in paperback and ebook! A special thanks to Urusa (graphic_tones) on Fiverr; she did an amazing job on my illustrations once again! The…
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The Gift of an Artist Named God
As I was looking through my rock collection recently, I began to recall all the beautiful places I’ve been. Our God is many things—Father, Friend, True Love, and Artist. When I look at God’s creation in all its beauty and glory, I remember that the very same God that created it all also created me.…
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The Gift of God’s Light
Last Friday, during the wee hours of the morning, I (among thousands of others) lost power due to the heavy winds of a thunderstorm. The next day, there was absolutely no light at the end of the tunnel; we couldn’t even get an estimated time of restoration. I felt the proverbial light exit right out…
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The Gift of Forgetting
Some kids at work and I recently did some painting together. Their joy was so contagious. I noticed something in the middle of our project, something I believe made their experience even more enjoyable than my own—their ability to forget. When I told them we were painting that day, I watched each of their little…
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The Gift of My Angel
It was one of those days I just needed someone, someone who had been away for far too long—Ms. Angel, a dear coworker, a dear friend who broke her wing and had taken two months to recover. She would finally be returning by the end of that week, but Friday just couldn’t come soon enough.…
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The Gift of a Heart-Shaped Rock
Today I just wanted to share a little something with you—my weird hobby. When I tell people I collect rocks, they often respond with “Rocks? What kind of rocks?” It’s not the type of rock that makes it special; it’s the place it was found in, the memories associated with it. When I take my…
