Deborah Murray Fine Art

Painting with Purpose | Evansville Living Magazine

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Thu, 21 Sep 2017 00:23:00 +0000

Evansville Living Feature!!!!

6" x 6" oil on Ampersand panel

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I am grateful for the gift God gave me to create and share - it just took me awhile to find it! Blessed to have my story featured in the Sept/Oct issue of Evansville Living! I hope you get a chance to check it out. (And I apologize if you've been inundated with this - it's been shared a lot on Facebook!)

Click here for online version:

http://www.evansvilleliving.com/articles/painting-with-purpose

P. S. This is our youngest granddaughter - sweet, loving, innocent, real, funny, spontaneous - and fun to paint!

Furrever Friends!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Sun, 20 Aug 2017 17:49:00 +0000

"Nellie"

8" X 8" Oil on linen panel

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"Louie"

8" x 8" Oil on linen panel

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When I begin a painting project, sometimes selecting a reference photo to paint from can be the biggest challenge. It’s a matter of setting myself up for success or failure.

And so it was with Nellie and Louie. I was grateful to have a number of photos to choose from - it's just that none of them were perfect - well, at least for my personal purposes. The one I liked the best had both of them in it. But, Nellie was in the front, center stage, in the spotlight as the featured star - and poor Louie was stuck in the back, like one of the supporting cast, or maybe just a cameo. So we decided to paint them separately, giving them each the sunshine they deserve, and also to avoid "favorite child" accusations!

By the way, did I mention they are both rescues with no genetic connection? Nellie came first. Mom and dad loved her soooo much that they thought if one was great, then two would be awesome, right? (I get it.) Actually, Nellie had a bit of a barking issue and FYI, she had to go to a “special school” for a little while. (Shhhhh - she’s still a tad embarrassed about it.) Well.....turns out, she was of no personality to hang at home by herself while her parents work. Oh no - she had way too much personality and surely deserved more attention! She felt so strongly about this that she barked and yipped even when they were home - just to make her point.

Well, you know how the squeaky wheel gets the grease? So, mom and dad brought home dreamy-eyed Louie who would claim any girls heart! Surely, he was the answer! But, unfortunately, Nellie viewed him as her competition rather than a playmate. What? So, the barking got worse, as Nellie worked even harder to maintain her perceived threatened authority!

Now hold on a minute - Nellie IS a sweetheart and does have her merits! Surely she’s the more fun to be around, never a dull moment, get-your-party-on-what-are-we-waiting-for kind of girl! And Louie - bless his heart - is such a compatible companion, happy to just “be” - to soak up whatever love comes his way, even if he is being upstaged by his stepsister! (Okay, I happen to know that Louie gets what he wants too, simply by looking at his mom with his begging eyes and naive goofiness!) Together, and individually, they are loved, loved, loved.

We chuckle at Nellie's entertaining, yet lovable personality, but we're no different. Sometimes we act out when we think our wants aren't met. But, we already have what we're working so hard to get. If, like Louie, we would just stop and look to our Father (yes, with our adoring eyes!)….. and let His love wash over us ……we will find our "rest."

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened,

and I will give you rest.

Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,

for I am gentle and humble in heart,

and you will find rest for your souls.

For my yoke is easy,

and my burden is light.”

Matthew 11:29-30 NIV

Guilty here!! How about you - are you a Nellie or a Louie today? (Please comment below - Nellie would like to know, um, who's on her side .....ahem.)

RESCUED!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Wed, 21 Jun 2017 23:34:00 +0000

"Hunky"

14" x 18" oil on linen panel

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Imagine abandoning your retirement plans - and all you’ve worked for - to leave your family (yes, grandkids!) and friends to share Christ in a foreign community. I know….right? But that was, and is, their calling. They - meaning friends from our church - are even learning a difficult new language! Their work is challenging, and while God’s timetable hasn’t always aligned with theirs, God is clearly working in their lives and their community.

This is a painting of Hunky, their beagle, who has been a faithful companion and a source of comfort for the past eight years. His "mom and dad" are thankful for his unique, gentle personality, his love of people, and his devotion to his family. (Hmmm - I wanna be like that, don’t you?)

While painting Hunky, I wondered about his days in the homeless shelter, and what led to his surrender? Had he been abused or deserted? Was it due to his own misbehavior? Had he hurt someone or chewed too much, barked too much, jumped too much, ate too much, cost too much? And how did he feel when potential “furever home-givers” passed him by, only to choose one of his peers instead? Yet, in my art class recently, he consistently elicited sweet “awwwws” from my fellow artist friends.

You see, Hunky is now a rescued dog - saved from a life of homelessness and hopelessness …..at a time when he maybe wasn’t quite so lovable……to a life of unconditional love. When he was adopted into his new family, he had his share of “issues.” He was quite overweight and soon developed other medical conditions that eventually required up to six medications. Yet, in spite of his imperfections and what had happened in his past, they fully embraced him, loved him and met all his needs.

What a picture of GRACE!

So what was it that lured my artist friends? What made Hunky so special? Was it the adoration in his eyes, the contentment on his face, or the love in his heart? YES!

Are you, or someone you know, living a life of hopelessness?

“For the Son of Man came to seek and save what was lost.”

Luke 19:10

Beach Memories!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Sat, 29 Apr 2017 17:00:00 +0000

"Faith and Trinity"
20" X 20" stretched linen
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Light…..color….subject matter. This painting hit the sweet spot - that place where all things I love about painting converge and culminate in “it was my absolute joy and pleasure to paint your precious Faith and Trinity!”

When I received this commission, my natural tendency was to zoom in and focus on the sweetnesses in pink! But mom said she wanted it cropped pretty much as it was. And wow, did she do a great job. Her vision was for the painting to be more about family memories than simply focusing on the girls. Memories of salty air and gentle breezes….. of sand castles and picnic lunches. Of playing with friends Brayden, Caylee, and Bryson…..as their moms watched with maternal love, while sharing rare uninterrupted conversations about things that matter. And simply rested in “beach peace” …..where troubles blow in to the ebb and flow of the gentle surf, are captured and magically carried to the deepest parts of the sea.

When I painted this, it was about 40 degrees, gray and rainy, and troubles didn’t seem to be going anywhere in my house, so I really appreciated my emotional vacay at the beach! What a treat! While I was “basking in the sun”, I reflected on the smallness of two very adorable pink-clad specks against the vastness of God’s amazingly beautiful creation. But also how, in His awesome greatness, He loves each of us “dots” unconditionally, He knows every hair on our heads, every move we make, every thought we think.

Oh, and then there’s the “plans He has for them, plans to prosper and not harm them, plans to give them hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11

And so…….it was my absolute joy and pleasure to paint …..God’s glory.

Fix Our Eyes

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Thu, 08 Dec 2016 12:57:00 +0000

"Anna Lucy"

6" x 6" Oil on linen panel

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I planned to write a fun little story about Anna Lucy and how those baby blues claimed my heart when I saw her picture on her grandma’s Facebook page. But, honestly, what else could be said that isn't already being said?

“So we fix our eyes not on what is seen,

but on what is unseen.

For what is seen is temporary,

but what is unseen is eternal.”

2 Cor 4:18

Have a blessed Christmas season!

Our Favorite Clown

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Thu, 17 Nov 2016 12:58:00 +0000

"T-Bone"

8" x 10" oil on linen panel

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Well, we did NOT see it coming. The evening that T-Bone (a.k.a. Terry) revealed his “alter ego”, we were stunned. (I mean, what kind of person chooses to be a clown?) But within seconds, we thought, “Well, of COURSE he’s a clown!” It was so HIM.

Actually, all of us have another side to us. There’s the outward appearance that we present to others on a daily basis…..when truth is, there is so much more than meets the eye. There are hidden secrets, the things we are ashamed of or embarrassed by......and the hidden treasures, the special qualities that are unique to us.

We met Terry one Sunday morning when he came (sans costume) to our table at church in search of joining a small group. I guess we passed the “test” because he and his wife, Debbie, have been with us for two years, sharing their lives and faith walk with us.

When you’re in a small group, eventually trust is earned and the truth of who we are emerges. You see, real intimacy begins when the layers are peeled back and the real “us” is bared – sometimes slowly, sometimes all at once – things we’re proud of, and then the not so much. But it’s only there, stripped down, that we can actually be real with other each and with God. No judgement.

And so now I know! Now I know what kind of person chooses to be a clown. A quiet, humble, kind, faithful, humorous man that loves to make children smile. A transparent man who inspires our group nearly each and every meeting. When it’s time for prayer requests. he sometimes responds, “My prayer is for God to answer your prayers”

But his classic response is our favorite: “Just give me more Jesus – I just need more Jesus.”

Yeah ……….he makes adults smile too!

Equestrian

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Wed, 08 Jun 2016 14:33:00 +0000

"In Her Element"

8 X 10 on canvas panel

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Never say never. Just never say never.

Many of my subscribers know my story – that I didn’t even want or attempt to paint until 2009. I have written pages and pages on this, but trust me when I say that I struggled with drawing stick figures. THEN, upon learning that I had a little ability in this area, I said multiple times that, I would never even try to do portraits, which in reality, was quite laughable because that was not just a longshot – it was more like an impossibility. (Just ask my teacher/mentor.)

So, fast forward through several attempts that ended in the round file, and here is my first portrait worthy of showing its face! AND it will be hanging in the Arts Council's “Art in the City” exhibit begeinning June 9-30. The opening reception is this Friday, June 10, 5:30-7:00 at 318 Main St., Evansville, IN - on the walkway. Yes, that's an invite :)

I have come to realize that we (me) are in a habit of politely and kindly telling God what we cannot do or will not do and FYI, pretty sure He frowns on that :) Sometimes ……well, most of the time (me)……….I think there is a fear of failure that keeps us from forging into unknown territories. And oh how we LOVE our comfort zones! But when our fear super-cedes our yes, we miss out on God’s best. (I think I heard that at church - Patrick Garcia.)

I just want to share that each of my prior attempts (failures) provided me with plenty of frustration, yet enough encouragement (“Don’t tell me I can’t do that!”) to face the next “blank canvas”. I fail miserably in the perseverance department on multiple levels, but I feel God telling me, “HEY - Don’t tell me what your limitations are…….” for "I know the plans I have made for you, declares the Lord." See Jeremiah 29:11-13

Be cognizant of opportunities God brings your way. They may seem incidental, but they are not accidental. Just try saying yes instead of never!

P.S. We would LOVE to hear your “yes” story!

Bearded Collie

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Wed, 27 Apr 2016 16:46:00 +0000

"Angel"

6" X 8" Oil on Linen Panel

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Wayward path, warp speed, brunt force, prolonged pain …... all I could think of when I saw it coming!

Early in our marriage, my husband’s family occasionally engaged in a competitive holiday tournament of tetherball. In case you’ve never had the pleasure, a sturdy iron pole is firmly anchored at its base, and a rope attached to a medium size ball is suspended from the top of the pole. The object is to be the first to wrap the rope around the pole by hitting the ball with your hand (uh, some people use their fist.)

One day I was naïve enough to actually accept the challenge from my extremely competitive husband. We played a friendly game for several minutes - which I realized later, was him letting me get comfortable. Then, when I looked away for just a split second, in his odd sense of humor, he seized the moment and “spiked” the ball as hard as he could. (Picture Greg in the volleyball game in Meet the Parents!)

Well, I had just enough time to partially duck out the path of the ball traveling in a wayward path at warp speed. I may not be strong and athletic, but lucky for him, I can be quick. (I will not go into my over-dramatization of this assault at this time.) So, for a week, I sported a king-size bruise on my left shoulder, thereby displaying lovely colors of alizarin crimson, dioxazine violet, ultramarine blue….and eventually yellow ochre. (Oh my gosh - are you e-snickering??? You seriously have the same sense of humor?????)

Okay, fine. I'm moving on..........look at that face!!!! The precious little lady above is Angel - can't you almost see her halo? She has been a loyal, faithful friend to her "mom" for many years. From trials, tribulations, and celebrations, to spending simple quiet times at home, Angel has been her constant companion.

Sometimes life presents its own version of "tetherball" when struggles, opposition, and illness can threaten our very existence. Remember, tho, that we are tethered to a sovereign, faithful, and loving God who knows just how long the rope is, and promises not only His love and presence, but His sovereignty.

Oh, and it sure helps to have an Angel in your life!!

"When you go through deep waters,

I will be with you.

When you go through rivers of difficulty,

You will not drown,

When you walk through the fire of oppression,

You will not be burned up;

the flames will not consume you.

For I am the Lord, your God.”

Isaiah 43:2-3a

For Kari Jobe's emotional performance of "I Am Not Alone", click here: https://youtu.be/bfveawSAHJA

Goose, Goose, Swan!!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Wed, 14 Oct 2015 19:06:00 +0000

"Goose....Goose....Swan!"

11" X 14" Oil on Canvas Panel

He was lurking in the wooded shadows near Monet's bridge behind the quaint, historic New Harmony Inn. It was late afternoon - the day after our daughters wedding. Though sensing his movements, it was hard to identify a shape. I anxiously wondered what was hiding in that area of barren brush and freshly fallen leaves - likely a goose? Yeah, probably a goose.

Suddenly I heard a big splash as he majestically propelled his graceful body out of the darkness into the light, swiftly gliding on to the glittering sunlit waters. The brilliant light both illuminated and intensified his color. This was no goose, but a beautiful swan! The contrast of his shadowed, yet now hued areas against his white body was stunning. I moved toward my camera, knowing that no photograph would ever capture the lively reverberation of energy that was playing out before me.

While we can appreciate the valiant efforts of our human attempt to reiterate something, there are some things that just have be experienced.

When we answer Gods call from darkness into His light, we not only begin to reflect the Son, but even our dark places of sin, shame, and bondage become colorfully enlightened ..... in a way that demonstrates His incomparable transforming power and gives hope to those still lost in the shadows!

"..He called you out of darkness into His marvelous light..."

1 Peter 2:10 (ESV)

Golden Retriever II

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Mon, 07 Sep 2015 18:41:00 +0000

"The Invitation"

8" X 8" Oil on Linen panel

I told him no at first ……even though that handsome irresistible grin seemed to be choosing me. I had an artistic idea in my mind, and well, he just didn’t meet my expectations. It would have been easier to just say yes. But no, I knew best ....... really wasn't an option.

Frustrated, I poured over my choices again and again. I kept asking Lyn, his “mom”, to send more pictures, hoping I’d see just what I wanted! As a last resort, I enlisted the help of my artist friend, Colleen, and my teacher, Chris. They pointed out some things that made me take a step back and re-think the whole situation.

It was humbling, but I realized I had been looking for the wrong thing – a serious, traditional regal pose - a picture of perfection with all things right – the icon of "Golden Retriever-ville." So, now with an open mind, I began to study all the views, to take time to really see him. The more I studied him, the more my heart began to move. This loveable big guy was inviting me on an adventure - to leave my worries behind …. to play like a child – to run free, to play catch and Frisbee, to roll in a pile of fall leaves.... to laugh til I cried, and to love til it hurt! So, I gave him a big imaginary hug and I said YES!! Meet Mort.

After his mom told me stories about him, I realized his personality matched what I was seeing and knew it was the story my painting was to tell. Being the good-looking hunk that he was, you may not be surprised to learn that Mort loved to be told how handsome he was! He had a bit of a sinful streak in him tho – he loved to steal. Yeah, the socks right off your feet. Of course he thought the ensuing chase was the best – so fun!!! And he slept in the bathtub.......what??

I can’t believe I took so long to choose this reference photo. I think the problem began with the fact that my mind was closed to anything other than what I had created in it – I was literally BLIND to my options. That is, until someone helped me see things differently.

You know, some decisions need to be made with our head; others with our heart. And then there are those decisions that we may initially make with our heads….. that then, in turn, truly change our hearts and lives.

Many in Jesus’ day did not acknowledge Him as the answer to the prophesied Savior – a King. And so they missed out – they overlooked Him because He wasn’t the picture they had in their minds. Like many of us today, maybe you know about Him but often look right past him in a world of need, sin, and destruction – all in searching for answers that you imagine. Maybe if we’d listen to that friend that is reaching out, take a closer look and study who He really is, BE WITH HIM, our hearts would recognize His invitation and accept it – to love and receive love, to forgive and receive forgiveness, to live in freedom! Just say YES!!!

"...yet you refuse to come to me that you may have life..."

John 5:40 (ESV)

Yellow Lab

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Wed, 08 Jul 2015 13:04:00 +0000

"Maizey"

8" X 8" oil on linen panel

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I thought we were doing a good thing...choosing that cute playful bundle to bring into our family. But wow – did she make this 60-ish year old empty-nester get up on her feet! It was as if we suddenly “owned” a toddler!

About a year after our golden passed, we began to think about getting a new family pet. If you know me at all, you've heard my frequent verbal expression of displeasure in Gabe’s overly abundant shedding, as well as the house rule: “Do not wear black to the Murrays! “

So, in choosing our next family member, our thought processes went something like this: Golden Retriever vs. Labrador Retriever – same sweet, laid-back just-fold-in kind of temperament, short fur (as in less). You see the logic, right? Please say yes. I know – you’d think two grown adults would have more sense than that. Maybe it’s just that we believed what we wanted to believe because it was the one and only breed we could remotely agree on.

Well, suffice it to say – I love, love, love this dog. But, Gabe she is NOT. In no way are their personalities the same – well, to give her the benefit of the doubt – not yet, anyway. I know I exaggerate a bit – ahem – but that little 5 pound piece of abundant energy with not one ounce of innate sense of right and wrong totally has totally consumed my life for her first year and a half. (I can still hear my grandson in his little sing-song mimicking tone, thinking I wouldn’t hear him..…..”Maizey, Maizey, Maizey.” Don't you love it!)

Feeling as if there were no hope and out of necessity to maintain my sanity, family relationships, and physical health, I took her to obedience training. We immediately bonded when she began to respond to my commands. And with each subsequent act of obedience came a treat. Fast forward a year or so - I stand amazed at her response to positive training, and how it transformed her unmanageable and self-destructive spirit into one that willingly submits to her “master” and loves living her life of obedience.

There are so many parallels to our walk with Jesus that I find demonstrated in my “Walk with Maizey.” (So glad God “dumbs things down” for me!) It begins with submitting our untamed, unsaved lives to His Authority, therein allowing Him to change us into His likeness, guiding us daily, and assuring our eternity. When we align our hearts with His, we place ourselves into a position to be blessed - the “treat” that results from obedience.

Oh and the rule about not wearing black to our home – sorry to say – still stands!

"....choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve...."

Joshua 24: 15

1. Why do you believe what you believe?

2. Who/What have you submitted yourself to – Who is your master??

3. How’s that workin for you?

Golden Retriever

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Thu, 25 Jun 2015 15:13:00 +0000

"Gabe"

8" x 10" oil on linen panel

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Loved having lunch with a special girlfriend the other day! After catching up on our latest vacays and kid happenings, we got down to the place where our hearts really meet – what God is doing in our lives on a spiritual level. She mentioned God had called her into a relationship with a friend who was raised in a dysfunctional family and now deals with the issue of being quite territorial and unable to trust in other relationships – even with God.

In contrast, I have another friend (yes, I have more than one!), who was blessed to have an earthly father that always lovingly took care of whatever need or dilemma she faced. What a beautiful visual she has when trying to grasp who God is. (He is that, but so much more!)

Well, we all have them – issues, I mean. None of us were raised by perfect parents, but some of us do have an easier time in relating to God as a strong, loving and reliable heavenly Father because we have had that type of relationship with our own dads, or other role-model.

This is Gabe, who shared our lives for 13 years. You may snicker or call it blasphemy, but if you have a canine family member living in your home, you will hopefully be able to relate! Gabe was a near-perfect specimen. He loved well and still is well-loved. He even accompanied us on family vacations. His only “fault”, however, was that he unintentionally adorned our home with a daily dusting of golden retriever fur! In fact, those whose lives he “touched” always, always left with evidence of having been near him!

In pondering for months what to write about him, his consistent character (and fur) always rose to the surface. Within his limitations, he surpassed any human I know – almost always loving, almost always happy to see us and hang with us, almost always up when we were up and compassionate when we were down – and yes, even kinda protective. In case you didn’t catch the repetition, he was ALMOST ALWAYS those things.

Let it be known that God cannot adequately be compared to any other being. But, blessed are those who have earthly reminders of who He is and the relationship He desires to have with each of us. His faithfulness is always unending; His love always unconditional; His forgiveness always available!

And those who call Him Savior and spend time with Him always bear His evidence!

“The Lord, the compassionate and gracious God,

slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness,

maintaining love to thousands,

and forgiving wickedness, rebellion and sin.”

Exodus 34:6

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Wed, 27 May 2015 17:33:00 +0000

"Your Right Hand"

14" X 18" Oil on Linen Panel

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This is Avery, with her mom, Nicole. Along with her sister, Dylan, and cousin, Kennedy, she was one of the very precious flower girls in our son and daughter-in-law's wedding this past year (Mark and Teresa.) The wedding was held at a beautiful location in St Simons Island, Georgia, hometown of the bride, under huge Spanish moss-draped live oak trees, waterside - complete with an unexpected playful dolphin "swim-by", perfectly timed!

The weather threatened a bit, but cleared as the procession of their large wedding party began. Avery, at 2 years old, was a bit apprehensive about walking down the aisle at all, let alone with only her very capable 4 year old sister. Since sometimes only a mom will do, Nicole came to the rescue. Tho a bit shyly, Avery inched toward the altar as her mom's guidance gave her the comfort and courage she needed. It wasn't so bad after all!!

What are you facing today that is evoking fear, anxiety, worry, concern? What is keeping you from taking that step? Perhaps the problem is who you're walking with.....

For I am the Lord, your God,

Who takes hold of your right hand

And says to you,

"Do not fear; I will help you."

Isaiah 41:13

Photo reference: Two Chics Photography

Snowshoes and Friendships

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Wed, 18 Feb 2015 14:50:00 +0000

“Four Friends”

12" x 12" Oil on Canvas Panel

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One very cold and snowy January several years ago, three of my best girlfriends and I decided to pack up the suburban and head to the northwoods. I will never forget the pristine blanket of white that greeted us, and the huge snowflakes drifting down as their many facets twinkled from the reflection of a single street lamp. We stood in awe upon our arrival. Total silence – miles away from the cacophony of mass humanity. Three deer – a doe with two fawns - serenely made their way across the otherwise deserted road – right in front of us, as if we weren’t there. It was a surreal event.

After a cozy meal together at a local supper club, we drove down the winding fir-lined lane to the cabin. As the moonlight proudly highlighted our surroundings, the scene appeared like a glittered Christmas card. The warmth of the home's cherry stained logs seemed to embrace us as we quickly turned up the heat and built a fire in the stone fireplace. Even Victor, the elk who presides over the hearth, was a welcoming presence.

All this began a week of many treasured memories: knitting, snowshoeing, long talks, bible study, laughter, picture taking, pajama day, gathering logs, food – of course - and more long talks! It wasn’t so much what we did - it was about just being together, encountering new situations, growing our relationships with each other and with God, and strengthening the bond among us.

It was a trip that none of us will ever forget – forever etched in one of the “happy places” in our hearts. With 20 inches of snow and temperatures dipping to 32 below zero, it was a trek totally out of our comfort zone. An adventure.

And yes – “Four Friends” left a little stronger after five days of “togetherness” than when they came – bolstered by a little extra dose of independence, having survived the extreme elements – alone in the woods - without men!

I am reminded of scripture that the apostle Paul wrote to the Ephesians. I have written it below as a prayer for all our friends:

“I have not stopped giving thanks for my friends and loved ones,

remembering them in my prayers. I keep asking you, the God of our Lord

Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, to give them the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that they may know You better.

I pray also that the eyes of their hearts may be enlightened in order that

they may know the hope to which You have called them, the riches of Your glorious inheritance in the saints and Your incomparably great

power for us who believe.

Eph. 1:16-21

The Main Event

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Thu, 08 Jan 2015 00:06:00 +0000

"The Main Event"

8" x 10" Linen Panel

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This is Bryson, little brother of God’s Masterpiece, Caylee (see May 2013 post.) Happy first birthday to him…….and it’s time for his one-year old picture!!

Being the planners that they are, Bryson’s mom and Grammy began the search for the perfect coordinating family outfits months ago. The date was carefully determined, their favorite photographer scheduled, and location strategically selected. As time neared, their photographer had to cancel and they were left with Grammy - who knew just enough about photography to snap some shots on a very nice borrowed camera equipped with an “Auto” setting.

Finally the day came and you can imagine the process of getting 3 small children, husband, and yourself dressed to look as if you had just stepped off the pages of a fashion magazine. Mom had even thought to pack treats and drinks that would not muss their clothes. Once in the car, the chaos was behind them – smooth sailing ahead – a fun family outing at the beach! As they arrived, clouds began to roll in, the sun disappeared and gusty winds began to blow. A bit deflated, they carefully trudged to their pre-chosen destination. Suddenly, quite a distance from the car, Caylee had an issue that I won’t go in to, but let’s just say when little sister isn’t happy, no one is :)

While mom, dad and big brother were tending to the situation, little Bryson, who is normally the “main event”, chose to wander away from the scene and seek a bit of solitude. As I pushed paint around on the canvas, I contemplated Bryson’s innocence and peacefulness, as well as the serenity of the scene. Because I knew of the chaos that we don’t see in this clip, God’s provision became evident.

In spite of all of their planning and attempt to control the outcome of their family photo shoot, God allowed a different story to unfold, yet it resulted in some great shots and lessons learned. (Oh, did I mention that mom didn’t bring a change of clothing for Caylee?)

I am reminded that in spite of what is going on around us, Jesus offers us the invitation to withdraw from the flow of life, anywhere, anytime - to be with HIM - in His Word, in praise and thanksgiving, in prayer, and just listening.

“Here’s what I want you to do: Find a quiet, secluded place so you won’t be tempted to role-play before God. Just be there as simply and honestly as you can manage. The focus will shift from you to God, and you will begin to sense His grace.”

Matthew 6:6 (Taken from The Message)

Posture Matters

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Fri, 12 Dec 2014 20:51:00 +0000

"POSTURE MATTERS"

11" X 14" oil on linen panel

Not For Sale

A few lessons I learned from the Garcia’s:

1. They have darling children. They are not just physically adorable, but they ACT adorable. Not that our own weren't adorable, but I doubt I could have managed this pose with them when they were young, let alone even thought of it!

2. The positioning of a subject within a composition is crucial to the success of the photo/painting. For instance, this pose is much more interesting and says a lot more about the children than if they stood beside each other staring straight at the camera! (Photographer is their very creative mom, Savannah.)

3. Dad, Patrick, one of the pastors at our church, taught us a few weeks ago that Posture Matters, as he told of the pastoral team lying face down in submission to God, interceding for the names of the lost that the congregation had placed on ornaments hung in the sanctuary. I love that visual. Their position speaks of their awe and surrender to the only One who can truly change lives!

Well, whether Patrick and Savannah ever tied these two thoughts together, I don't know. But me …….and hopefully you……I see a triangle that mirrors God’s intended relationship with us. As we bow to Him in humble surrender, placing ourselves in that vertical position, essentially “on our faces” before Him, a triangle emerges. God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. Complete. At one in Him. And don’t you love the idea of a Holy Kiss?

I know, I know, I know – this painting looks like fall. But to me, it’s a .................

"picture of love that transcends all seasons"

All because of one little baby in a manger.

“Today in the town of David, a Savior has been born to you;
He is Christ the Lord.”

Luke 2:11

Yeah, Posture Matters all right. Happy Birthday Jesus!

Late Bloomer Hydrangea

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Thu, 06 Nov 2014 18:03:00 +0000

"Late Bloomer"

8" X 8" Oil on Panel

"Sharing"
8" X 10" Oil on panel

For those of you that think flowers can’t talk, well, you’d just better think again, as my mother would say. While I had heard no audible words (thankfully), I’m telling you, she wouldn’t leave me alone.

She showed up about eight weeks ago. Breathing a sigh of relief, I acknowledged her presence with a slight smile and a nod of my head, and I excitedly shared the news with my husband. She was so late, we thought perhaps she, like many others, had fallen victim to our very harsh, recording setting winter.

When spring emerged, we began to see whispers of green on her stems, but the ivy surrounding her remained a mess of intertwining brown vines. Though she was slow to recover with stunted growth and absent foliage, it appeared she had survived!

Endless Summer is her name - a beautiful, normally prolific hydrangea bush that struts large pink, showy pom-poms against a mass of greens, ranging from very pale chartreuse to cool, dark blue-greens.

Our hope finally turned into reality as we watched a small mop of green grow into one single, yet strong cluster of bright pink and shoot straight up, towering over the top of the bush. She had survived the season’s yoke of oppression and burst forth into new life! Her message, spoken only through her mere presence, remains loud and clear;

Even though we go through barren times – times where we feel in

chains, either circumstantial or self-imposed - there is hope for us captives as Jesus came to “set the us free, to release us from darkness, to grow us into oaks of righteousness, for the display of His splendor.” (Taken from Isaiah 61:1-3)

What is preventing us from being the prolific bearer of fruit that God created us to be? It’s easier to remain a victim – blaming our circumstances, others, our limitations, the timing – any excuse not to own the problem. Let’s surrender our “harsh winter” to Him, and allow Him to transform us into flourishing late bloomers – for the display of His splendor!

P.S. I tried to paint the lone bloom within the context of our backyard setting, but it didn’t make a very interesting composition. So, I used a reference from somewhere else, even though Endless Summer looked a lot like this one until just a few days ago!!! I so appreciate her sharing her gifts!!!

Covered Bridge - Forgotten Place

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Thu, 09 Oct 2014 22:43:00 +0000

"Forgotten Place"

11" X 14" Raymar Linen

NFS

When my cyber-friend, talented artist, writer, and photographer, Debbie Nolan (for a blessed treat, please visit her here!) posted my photo reference several months ago, I immediately knew I wanted to paint it. For some reason, I am drawn to old wood structures – barns, covered bridges, cabins, doors, etc. I love their imperfect textures, chipped paint and worn shapes. They humbly boast scars from past experiences that subconsciously both intrigue and beckon me. Oh, if we only knew!

When I asked Debbie for permission to paint this piece, she graciously said yes, and she also shared the fact that it hosts the carving of her and her husbands initials from years ago. See – I knew it had a story!

Though this painting was a bit out of my comfort zone, it was actually quite a spiritual experience. Throughout the process, the image spoke to me of God’s faithful promises – His love, guidance, protection, and deliverance. For reasons I don’t need to share, I so wanted it to turn out! Unfortunately, the depths of my motivation far exceeded my artistic efforts, yet I hope it will still speak to you…..

“The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.

He makes me lie down in green pastures,

He leads me beside quiet waters,

He restores my soul.

He guides me in paths of righteousness for his Name’s sake.”

Psalm 23: 1-3

Feels Like Love!!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Sat, 06 Sep 2014 17:13:00 +0000

"Feels Like Love!"

6"X6" linen panel

Hey you – unconditionally loved by God, fearfully and wonderfully made in His image, spiritually hugged and never forgotten! Just marinate in that for awhile this beautiful September morning. Then, if you can, go for a walk, take a deep breath, feel the refreshing cool breeze blowing against your skin and through your hair. Can you smell even the faintest hint of autumn?

Look at all the ways God has blessed us with a beautiful habitat. You know the first thing I notice is flowers, but let’s ponder a bit on the not so obvious – like all the different shapes, color, and density of trees. Or look up and take notice of the sky – is it clear blue or adorned with perfectly positioned billowy white clouds? Look a little closer - do you see any shapes you recognize? So much to take in - feels like love, doesn’t it?

What else in your life feels like love? Lunch with your besties, a heartfelt apology, family get-togethers, a surprise birthday party, a new baby, a fond memory, …….. or maybe a surprise visit in the form of a little blue mason jar filled with fresh cut flowers from your daughters work shower on your kitchen island when you got up one morning?

One of our daughters is getting married this fall, and we have been blessed with family and friends graciously hosting and attending several bridal showers. Every event has been beautiful, thoughtful, and generously gifted. They have looked and felt like love. It is with humble gratitude that we express our appreciation to all.

I am so glad that God thought of that noun ….verb….emotion. And thankfully, it is His M.O. always.

You are loved today!

God's Masterpiece!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Mon, 26 May 2014 14:55:00 +0000

I apologize for recent errant posts. I know just enough about blogging to be dangerous, but I must say that Feedburner (the program that sends posts to your Inbox) sometimes has a mind of its own!

This re-post is actually intentional because it somehow had been deleted and also for the purpose of drawing attention to Courtney's (Caylees mom) recent blog posts, beginning with "Blessed with Mental Illness." If this strikes a chord with you or anyone you know, please read and forward as God leads you. It is a bit long, but well worth your time :))

http://clniehaus.wordpress.com/2014/08/12/blessed-with-mental-illness/

“I’M GOD’S MASTERPIECE”

8 X 10 oil on canvas
NFS

Caylee is a typical two year old with an angelic face that would melt any heart, and a spitfire personality that keeps everyone on their toes. And unlike some, she knows what it feels like to be loved. Caylee is cherished and doted on by a mommy, daddy and two brothers who also love the Lord. And it doesn’t end there. She is the apple of her grammy and grampy’s eyes, adored by another set of grandparents, uncle and aunts, not to mention great-aunts, great-uncles, cousins, and friends.

One day when her family picked her up from Sunday School class, she came bounding through the doorway in a beautiful “princess-style” dress with matching hair bow. Her face beaming, she danced into the hallway and boasted in her small, sing-song voice for all to hear, “I’m God’s masterpiece! I’m God’s masterpiece!” Everyone giggled and found it delightfully amusing, but really, what an incredibly important lesson to learn at such a young age, having God’s truth literally written on her heart.

Because God’s Word tells us that there will be troubles in this world, we know they are a part of every day life. And sometimes the simplest of experiences can threaten our sense of self, our well-being. If you were to make a list of all things that “define” you, that contribute to ”who you are”, what would it look like?

I think you’d find that so many of our descriptive words are contingent on changeable circumstances – things that can easily be threatened, or even taken away. God wants more for us. His love for us is unconditional. He wants us to know who He says we are and to believe it, so that when our earthly identity is shaken or stripped away, we can still stand and say with conviction Whose we really are.

I encourage you to make a new list - from Scripture – of unconditional descriptions of who you are as a believer in Christ Jesus. Just for starters..............
1. I’m God’s Masterpiece (“For we are God’s workmanship” Eph. 2:20)

2. I am made in His image. (Gen. 1:27)

3. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. (Psalm 139:13-14)

4. Everything God created is good. (1 Timothy 4:4)

5. God loves me so much that He gave His Son for me. (John 3:16)

6. I am a temple of the Holy Spirit ( 1 Cor. 6:19-20)

FYI: Caylee’s mom, Courtney Niehaus, writes a blog sharing her young family’s day-to-day struggles and celebrations, as they strive to be obedient to the Christian life God has called them to. She is a gifted “creator” - as her writings, photos, and scripture will not only inspire you, but make you smile! Click here to read her blog.

"Easter" Daisy!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Thu, 10 Apr 2014 00:13:00 +0000

"Daisy"

11" X 24" Oil on Linen Panel

Not for sale

Easter is less than two weeks away, and here in the Midwest, we have still been snuggled up in our homes, continuing to experience gray days and threats of snow storms. It has been an exceptionally difficult season weather-wise, causing some of us to succumb to the winter doldrums and even depression. But God is beginning to sneak in some beautiful spring-like days that give us hope of better days to come.

As we near Easter Sunday, we look forward to colorful eggs - chocolate ones too, of course - family gatherings, new dresses, and yummy food. But we also ponder the reason we celebrate – that of the resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Wow – risen from the dead and seated at the right hand of the Father, living to intercede for us! Nothing short of a miracle – something only God could do.

And if we happen to forget, God will make sure we notice His life-giving powers, as we see green sprigs emerging through the brown, buds on the tips of bare-branched trees, blooms from the crocus and daffodil bulbs planted long ago - even more “spring” in our steps!

This painting is of my little friend, Daisy. The morning after I attended an art workshop on Painting Children last fall, I saw her performing her hula hoop in her grandma's driveway. Full of inspiration, I seized the moment. You may think that no big deal – a normal occurrence – and for most it is. But Daisy is a living example of just one of God’s life-transforming miracles. It is through much persistent prayer and years of perseverance that she is here and living a normal, everyday life in a loving, God-centered family – to Him be the glory!

If you need a "miracle", if you need "new life" - please know that we serve a God who can do just that. May the celebration of His resurrection give you hope.

Enter His gates with thanksgiving and

His courts with praise;

Give thanks to Him and

Praise His name.” Psalm 100:4

Mr. and Mrs. Claus!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Fri, 06 Dec 2013 18:05:00 +0000

"Mr. and Mrs. Claus" 2013

Cards Available - Click Here for info!

4 1/4" x 5 1/2", blank inside, with envelope

Before we even entered the beautiful wreath adorned door, we detected holiday aromas of warm oven-baked bread and Christmas potpourri of cinnamon, vanilla, with a hint of pine. What a warm welcome! She escorted each of us in with a big, warm Cat-Hug (that’s her name – Cat – famous for her hugs! We always look forward to a gathering at her home because a superbly gifted hostess she is!)

As other members of our bible study continued to arrive, the chatter volume gradually began to raise, the laughter level increased, and her fabulously decorated large home seemed to grow smaller. Yes, love had established itself there.

Suddenly, the melodic tune of the doorbell rang. Being near the entrance at the time, I played the role of hostess. As I started to open the door, I took note of the “giggle, giggle” happening on the other side. Smiling, I thought to myself, “More girlfriends!”

I opened the door, and in shock and awe, stood face to face with Mr. and Mrs. Claus - alive and in person. “Ho-Ho-Ho – Merrrry Christmas!!” bellowed Santa. Truly stunned and nearly speechless, I hesitantly decided the polite thing to do was to invite them in. With the excitement of a four-year-old, I called the rest of the girls over as I ushered in our unexpected, yet very special guests. A lot of gushing, ooh-ing, and aah-ing took place, all the while Mr. and Mrs. Claus remained in character. “Who is that?”, I heard some ask. By that time, we had identified Mrs. Claus, but Santa remained a mystery until someone recognized her beautiful, sparkly eyes slightly hidden behind “his” unruly curly white beard and wire-rimmed glasses.

So true to their loving, fun, and creative nature, Trudy and Jamie, came bearing gifts that we will never forget - hugs, laughter to the point of tears (and other things), and joy in Him. No material gifts were exchanged that day, and even if there were, they'd have been forgotten by now. What remains though are the relationships and the experience we had together. And that is just what Jesus wants with you.

There is some controversy as to why Santa’s big entrance coincides with Jesus’ birthday. While they both come bearing gifts, Santa makes his cameo appearance on Christmas Eve, mysteriously landing on our roofs, and somehow sliding his rotund and heavy clothed body down our soot lined chimneys, leaving generous gifts that have miraculously escaped the filth of the fireplace. After making his deposit, Santa is off to the North Pole, never to be heard from again - until next year. There are toys, dolls, video games, clothing, pajamas, books, and games – if you’re one of the lucky ones. All great fun, but most soon lose their favor in the hours, days, or months to follow.

So not like Jesus. See, on Christmas (Jesus’ birthday), Jesus was, and is, God’s greatest gift to the world because in Him is eternal life that never loses its value in our lives. And if that isn’t enough, Jesus Himself comes bearing gifts to those that seek Him with all their hearts. He never dumps His gifts and flies back home – actually, He takes up residence in us and promises never to leave us. And His gifts keep coming throughout the year as He demonstrates His mercy, grace, presence, and love daily.

Oh it is fun to visit Santa at the Mall, get great photos of our children, our pets, or even ourselves! Those can certainly be loving memories etched in our hearts. But if you are looking for more than a memory, someone who understands your deepest needs and desires, you don’t have to wait til next Christmas to sit to the lap of Santa. You can run today to the Cross of Christ, King of Kings and the Lord of Lords!

P.S. Many thanks to the girls in the Angels of the Morning bible study for an unforgettable Christmas luncheon. (And by the way, they know they are not real angels – but, some would say they are to each other!)

Open the Eyes of My Heart

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Wed, 20 Nov 2013 19:42:00 +0000

"Open the Eyes of My Heart"

8" by 8" Oil on Canvas Board

NFS

Study done at Nancy Franke's Workshop in Atlanta, October 2013

To see her fabulous work, click here !!!

You know I hate it when God makes me come clean with you guys – well, it was one of those days. Having been gone for a week, I had planned the day to catch up on everything I didn’t do last week. After all, Thanksgiving is just next week and there are bedrooms and bathrooms to clean, turkeys to fry, and pies to buy (bet ya thought I was gonna say bake!) Then we do it all over again the next week for Christmas –well, it seems like it’s that soon.

So, I was behind schedule and rushed to Schnucks for the second time that day – had forgotten three things that grew in to six. Got a great parking space, and before I even got out of my car, I heard the familiar jingle of the Salvation Army bells. As I approached the double doors, there was an older gentleman (probably about my age) manning the bucket and sure enough, he (not really a vocalist) began singing Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. Yep, loud enough for the whole parking lot to hear. Who does that?

While silently admiring his boldness, since I was on a mission I simply smiled and nodded as I passed by, then made a mental note to have some cash in hand on my way out. Shopping was a breeze but feeling a bit weary, I eyed the coffee bar on the way out. The aroma won me over, so I stopped for a cup of their special Holiday Blend Coffee – hoping it was just the pick-me-up I needed. Juggling the extra-large bag of dog food draped over the top of one of those new extra-small carts, my purse, and my coffee, I trudged toward my car.

Jingle, jingle. There he was again, only his tune had changed to Frosty the Snowman. Well, Lord, I’ll have to donate another time – this is just not convenient right now. I mean, I’d have to find a place to sit my Gourmet Coffee so I could dig through my Designer Purse to find some real money - doubt he takes plastic - not enough time.

A bit uncomfortable, I kept my eyes straight ahead, and after unloading my groceries, I looked for a place nearby to return my cart. The closest one was way down the row and I didn’t want to walk that far (it was a bit chilly.) I guess when you get such a great parking spot though, it’s just as easy to return it to the store.

Wait. Seriously? Looking to God, I said, “You are gonna make me walk past him AGAIN, aren’t you?” No audible answer was heard. Didn’t need one. So, I sat my Gourmet Coffee in the drink holder of my comfy car, dug out some cash, shuffled right up to the singing gentleman and sheepishly made my donation, certain he was unaware of the conflict that had just taken place within me. He said, “Oh, ma’am, you are making God smile.” Uh, not unless God thinks stubbornness is funny. Replacing the cart, of course I had to walk past him AGAIN. He showed me his handy ruler that he brought to stuff all the money to the bottom of the bucket to make room for more. I said, “You must be doing a good job!” His response, “God is doing a good job – He’s just using me.” OMG, could You be any clearer, Lord?

Agreeing with him, I turned around, smiled, and said, “Amen!” By the time I returned to my car (seconds), he began singing, “Open the Eyes of My Heart, Lord.” (I don’t make these things up.) I stopped asking questions, returned to my car, and sang that song out loud - softly, with the windows tightly rolled up - all the way home.

So, THIS AFTERNOON, I pulled into Schnuck’s parking lot. Got a great parking space, and before I even got out of my car, I heard the familiar jingle of the Salvation Army bells. As I approached the double doors, ……and I’m guessin you know the rest of the story :)

“Today, if you hear His voice, do not harden your hearts.” Hebrews 3:15

Soul Food!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Tue, 06 Aug 2013 18:17:00 +0000

"Soul Food I"

5' X 7' on Canvas board

Available - contact artist

"Soul Food II"
5" x 7" oil on stretched canvas
Available - contact artist

I apologize for being gone for so long – I have greatly missed you! As with most things, when you’ve been away for awhile, it can be a little challenging to get back into the swing of it (like exercise – ugh – still haven’t managed that one yet!) SOOO, I reached for a simple object to paint – one that was handy, so I didn’t have to think too hard or go too far. And, you know, since they say it IS helpful to be passionate about your subject matter – I chose FOOD to satisfy the void in my still life set-up! And just as I had completed my second fruit painting, I received a message from my son about – you got it – FOOD!

So, today I am pleased to present my guest blogger – John Murray! (I have edited it down to a “blog-sized” article.) Hope you enjoy!

“I never fully understood the whole combination of God, hunger, and thirst. I know the Bible says that God can quench our thirst in the sense that when we are at our worst and desperately cry out for Him, He will come to our rescue. While that is completely true, I’m not so sure that it’s exactly what is meant when talked about in Bible. When we physically starve ourselves for a day at a time, or however long it takes someone to become “starving”, we reach the point where we will take just about anything we can get our hands on in order to satiate our hunger. It doesn’t matter whether the food is good for us or not. We simply don’t care, as long as it fills our stomach.

Our souls tend to react in the same way when we don’t feed it every day. What I mean by “feed our souls” is to spend time with God in prayer, meditate, read the Word, etc. When we “starve” our souls of this time with God, they react just like our bodies. We don’t care what we use to fill the void, good or bad, as long as it is filled. The trouble is, there are plenty of idols out there just chomping at the bit for our invitation to sit on the throne of our hearts.

If we start our day with an empty stomach, we may be able to fight off the temptation to indulge in unhealthy foods early in the day, waiting for something healthy to come along. However, as the day goes on, just about anything sounds good, especially the tasty, easy to grab, unhealthy foods. It’s the same with our souls. As our day progresses, we begin to wear down and become aware of that void, because we haven’t started our day with Him. Then we are tempted to give in to the easiest, or perhaps even the loudest, voice. Those idols say they will satisfy us and curb our appetites, and they will, but only momentarily, making us want more and more, until we are completely consumed by them, yet never fully satisfied.

That’s because we can only be fully satiated with God sitting at the throne of our hearts. Just as taking care of our bodies is a life-long challenge, so it is with our spiritual life. Regardless of our (in)consistent efforts, temptation will always be at bay. But, He can extinguish all the desires that idols have to offer, because He is sufficient."

"I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry,

and he who believes in me will never be thirsty." John 6:35

Well hey – at least I chose fruit instead of a bag of chips!!! And thank you, John, for your sharing your valuable insights that truly apply to every single one of us!

Surprise, Surprise!

noreply@blogger.com (Debi Murray) — Tue, 30 Jul 2013 23:52:00 +0000

"Chance Meeting You Here!"

5" x 7" Oil on stretched canvas

Available at BasketKases

Phone:(812) 491-9799

2009 Lincoln Ave, Evansville, IN 47714

Ever had one of those experiences that you know beyond know that you are in the right place at the right time – God-ordained at that moment? Well, it happened to me – today.

Humbled. Speechless and Humbled.

I am totally blown away by our meeting – what seemed to be pure unadulterated chance. From my end, blind-sided would be an appropriate description. From the other persons – well, let’s just say she read something I wrote last night and this morning, she had wondered when she would see me again, only to look up and see me walk through her door (I was meeting someone else).

Her need was unknowingly met by me - which so touched my heart - and my need by her. Or, shall we say truthfully, God met our needs through each other. Tears filled my eyes, as they did hers. I love it when He loves us that way – caring so much that He actually hand-picks people and places in our lives at just the right time, so that we can’t miss Him. Definitely a "God-thing".

I know you’re just itching to know what this is all about. As in most situations, there are layers and layers of influence, so I couldn’t begin to describe the parameters of application, nor do I even know them all, so no point in details. And what God has to say to either one of us, isn’t necessarily what He wants to say to you! But, overflowing with thoughts and revelations, I do want to share my general take-aways, so here goes:

1) Always utilize the gifts God gave you, even when you think they’re minimal, going unheard, unnoticed, unworthy, unimportant, useless, etc. , or you’d rather have someone else’s. And stop saying you didn’t get any gifts b/c I know you did – ‘tis biblical! (For starters: 1 Peter 4:10 says "Each one should use whatever gift He has received to serve others ......")

2) Scripture tells us that God is with us always, but you never know when He might make a surprise “invisible visible” appearance!

3) God sometimes speaks through other people – and when He does, if you’re listening (oh so important to be listening), you know it!

4) Be careful what you say or do in His Name – you may just be told to practice what you preach (aka: read your own blog) Uh....really? OKAY!!! (Thank you, Debbie!)

Be watching for your own "God-thing" experiences, or even moments! I know you have them - please, please share - we'd love to hear!!!