Seasons

Seasons

Everything in life has seasons and mine just happen to be longer in the between than others.  I've been a writer my entire life, I'm still writing, I've probably got ten books in me, but it's just not there.  Sure I make my Facebook posts and I have my blog, but to sit down and write an entire book, not happening right now, but I do so hope it comes back soon.

My life is growing in excitement and wonder every single day.  The most amazing things happen to me, around me, to people I come into contact with and I know that's God. 

I'm painting again.  It's been a minute.  The stuff has been here waiting, it just hasn't flowed from me with the willingness it takes to produce the art.  It's actually a very expensive hobby at this point, but I don't care, I sell some, I give some away, I paint paint paint when it's in me.

Right now, it's in me, the desire and hunger to paint.

There's a freedom in it I've never had before, this time.  A freedom from fear, freedom from mistakes and my patience is growing in the details.

I've got so much going on in my heart, it's flowing like a river out of me, along with this great joy I feel at being alive, at being loved, at having purpose and something other people need.

I never have been a selfish person, not even in the street, I have to give all of myself or I don't give.

I know what's happening to me right this minute is something bigger than I've ever hoped for, it's not going to end anytime soon and whatever comes of it, I'm at peace, I am enjoying myself, I am producing art, my art.

When I first began to paint again, I had this scene in my mind of an art show, canvas after canvas of my art work, on display, for sale, the work of my hands.  I can still see that picture, but now the stock pile has grown even more and more are on the way and I'm loving it!

Everyone wants their moment in the sun, their time to shine, their fifteen minutes of fame, I'd be lying if I didn't have those desires.  All that is fine and good but when it's for something so much bigger than yourself and for a purpose you didn't see coming when you first started, well that's a feeling that causes your feet to barely touch the ground, your heart to soar and your dreams to get bigger and bigger.

I don't even have a count right this minute for all the paintings I've managed to pull out of me.  I want them to do great things.  Isn't that crazy?  I want my paintings to do great things, like bring happiness to people, to remind them of me every single day, to give them the same joy it gave me to paint them.

I want them to put huge wads of cash in my pockets, so I can buy more paint supplies, hahahahaha.

Still it's a season and we never know what God is planning for us.  

I am a blessed woman, I love to paint, I love Jesus and I'm so excited for what's on the way.