It took a while to figure out how to do this.
A long time (years?) ago, my brother-in-law gave me an idea for a painting.
A birth.
A death.
And a resurrection.
A giant trio.
This is how I would hang it.
I told him he's going to need a big wall.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
you don't bring a mirror to the grand canyon
A John Piper quote that pricked my soul at momtime today.
Followed by:
(my paraphrasing)
((of this wise young lady))
When you're drowning in the river, you don't reach out and grab onto something that is also in the river. You must reach out to someone on the river's edge.
(P.S. His name is Jesus.)
Followed by:
(my paraphrasing)
((of this wise young lady))
When you're drowning in the river, you don't reach out and grab onto something that is also in the river. You must reach out to someone on the river's edge.
(P.S. His name is Jesus.)
Thursday, November 3, 2011
the white goose
Several years ago I noticed a giant white goose living amongst a flock of Canadian geese at one of the city parks. It stuck out. Like a giant white goose.
Every Spring since, I've kept my eye out for her. (Or him. But I've named it Frannie...so let's just say it's a girl.) And every Spring, there she is...giant Miss Frannie.
I love her.
Sassy thing.
Every Spring since, I've kept my eye out for her. (Or him. But I've named it Frannie...so let's just say it's a girl.) And every Spring, there she is...giant Miss Frannie.
I love her.
Sassy thing.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
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