
Pocket Prayers Printable
I don’t know about you, but there have been times in my spiritual life with God when I long for the rich prayers passed down in our Christian tradition. I enjoy praying prayers from The Book of Common Prayer with my community and family. Then there are other times when I pray more desperate, fleeting prayers. I long to hear God’s voice break through my disappointment, my confusion, my doubts, my questions, my darkness. I’ve collected six of those...
Recently, I have been listening to a podcast called the Bible Project. It’s actually a whole organization dedicated to showing–through amazingly creative videos, blog posts, and free classes–how the whole Bible is “a unified story that leads to Jesus.” Yesterday I was listening to the episodes that preview a class they offer on the book of Jonah. The episodes I listened to were not as much about Jonah’s story, as they were about how the Scriptures are all telling...
It’s time again for another “paint with me” tutorial. Have I told you that aspire to me the female 2021 Bob Ross? Here’s what you can round up before you start the video: SUPPLIES jar of water paper towel for blotting pencil watercolor paints. I use this Sakura Koi set in the video. your favorite brushes (I like rounded brushes with tips like these*). watercolor paper (I am using a 4×6″ piece) with the edges taped (optional) THE VIDEO I’d love to...
Hello friends and hello Fall here in the Shenandoah Valley! I’m not much of a Fall decorator or a pumpkin spice girl, but I do love a good pair of jeans and a snuggly sweater. Here are a few good things to share from this month, in pictures: SEPTEMBER IN PICTURES *The lovely photography from the Maker’s Market is by Katelyn Gypsy Photography. Lastly, this song (and a playlist from this group) has been on repeat at our house...
I am creating a series of art and poems based on the words Jesus spoke to women. This poem is based on the story of Jesus raising the widow’s son from the dead in Luke 7:11-17. one large crowd going outwith weepingmeets a buoyant and curious crowdgoing in buzzing around the Teacher I stumble against the waves of shock and tearsmy only son’s bodysapped of lifea close copy of his father’son a similar bier Pain in, pain outthe expansion of my lungsa merciless...