Tag: poetry
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The Gift of the Hummingbird: Love Never Ends
It’s almost that time of year again—hummingbird season. I recently felt inspired to put my love for these precious creatures to paper, and I ended up with two very different pieces of artwork. I love the feeling I get when I see my very first hummingbird of the year. They will usually show up right…
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The Gift of Letting Go: If Pink Were a Person (Part II)
If pink were a person, I imagine she would be full of love, full of peace, and of course, she’d be very, very beautiful. What is it that makes someone beautiful? It’s more than just well formed molecules; true beauty is about surrender. It’s about letting go of others’ expectations or even your own and…
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The Gift of Freedom: Why Caged Birds Still Sing (Part II)
What’s caging you right now? Anxiety, depression, heartbreak, illness, poverty, maybe a failing marriage, or even children? Freedom is not a physical place or circumstance but rather a state of being we create. It’s part of nature to use our God-given gifts to bring ourselves and those around us joy. We as humans forget this…
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The Gift of the Peacock: Beyond Beautiful
I sat down down with my set of pastels and immediately felt a pull towards the row of beautiful blues. See blue is more than just a beautiful color; blue makes you feel something—whether it be a bright blue sky, a deep blue ocean, or even a vibrant blue peacock. Blue is beyond beautiful. I…
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The Gift of Wildflowers: Beautifully Designed
The only way to have wildflowers in the winter is to create them, so that’s exactly what I did! . Wildflowers behold a fitting name. They grow in unexpected places; they’re difficult to tame. . Wildflowers refuse to be overcome by gloom. They don’t let their circumstances determine if they bloom. . These stubborn little…
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The Gift of Shadows
A shadow is a shape that’s formed when an object blocks light from a source. In the case of this particular photo, that object was my cat, Sassy. Shadows are revelatory of whatever is blocking light. I guess you could say shadows are something to be grateful for as they reveal to us things, things…
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The Gift of Poetry: Find Me on Fiverr
The other day a coworker asked me to write a poem for her daughter’s 13th birthday. If you know me, you know I’m passionate about poetry. I remember writing my very first poem; I was seven years old expressing my love for ice cream and it’s many flavors. My passion for poetry carried over into…
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The Gift of Things Made New
I can’t help but feel as if the drought this autumn was God trying to communicate a message—when we resist the storm, we resist change; when we resist change, we resist God’s greatest good for our lives. The drought kept us in a perpetual state between summer and autumn; the drought kept us from change.…
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The Gift of Celebration
There’s something that I need from you, the Lord whispered in my ear. I need you to set your pain aside and fill your heart with cheer. . Cheer? I scoffed. For what? I have nothing left to give. Some days it’s difficult even just to live. . That’s when He reminded me of an…
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The Gift of Autumn
A follower of my blog recently suggested that I give free verse poetry a try. If you know me, you know I’m not big on change. For several weeks I reluctantly kept repeating the same structure of my poems without giving much thought to trying anything new. There’s nothing wrong with the way I write…
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