SEASONS

I am one incredibly talented woman - I managed to load this image of SEASONS all by myself. Of course I painted it myself as well, which IS actually what this is about!! If you noticed that this blog addition, or is it posting? (still need to learn the lingo) is not in italics, which I prefer, it is not necessarily so because I could not do it! :)

SEASONS
To everything there is a season. A purpose to everything under the sun.

I was inspired to paint this picture during a very difficult winter season of my life. I have been encouraged to live in each season, knowing that God has appointed them ALL for me. As seasons in the natural pass, so to the winter eventually gives way to the spring in our lives. It is hard to relax into the winter season. It is a challenge to breath, as opposed to holding your breath until the season passes. Whatever season you find yourself in, breath.

SEASONS

ARE YOU ACTUALLY READING THIS??

Ok so I know that I have just started this blog but is anyone ever going to read it? Besides for my sister and friends that make sympathy visits and comments? Well I guess even they will be really good at this stage!! On the other hand I can write anything about anyone, hmm..

Actually, I have issues. Can someone, a stranger, not a serial killer or psychopath, please stumble across this blog and make a comment? Hey on second thoughts, who am I to judge your criminal side? Just please remember what Thumper's mother, from the Bambi movie, said to him: "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all!"

I have been painting for 8 years. I started painting images from Africa. I loved the ethnic diversity and the wild life. These subjects are popular with tourists and so I was able to market my art.
When the market slowed to a standstill, I put away my paint brush and tried to find what it was that God wanted me to do in life - besides for being the mother of an army of 5 children! Having taken many diverse directions in my life as far as careers go, I remained the most passionate about art. It did not seem possible that God would call me to do something that was so much fun as painting! Surely it had to be something less frivolous? 
Finally I began to understand the incredibly complex and simple process of 'just being" as opposed to 'doing'. In this season I realised that God has in fact called me to paint! 

Thus began the new season of prophetic art. I hope to inspire people to look up.

This is the first painting in my series called: CREATION

You formed me in my inward parts. You covered me in my mother's womb. Your eyes saw my substance being yet unformed. In your book they were all written the day's fashioned for me when as yet there were none of them.

How awesome to know that none of us are accidentally here and that our days were written
down long before we even began!