I am feeling alive again. I wish I would have written more the last weeks so you could get a better picture of my journey. Sometimes you should listen to a friends suggestion no matter how old, busy or wise he is.
The last days I have been traveling. I took time for me alone. A better way to say it time for my heart. It was screaming while I had a hard time listening. Finally when I heard it, but I thought the message sent from the last days was already old. Sometimes its good to have God as a translator when you thought you had figured it out and made a decision he still reminds you on the place you are standing when your thoughts have started traveling on their own.
Well, anyways I started my journey to spent some time in the presence of my Lord and savior. If you have come so far reading and you hear or feel an urge in your heart stop reading and spent time with him!
The last days I have been traveling. I took time for me alone. A better way to say it time for my heart. It was screaming while I had a hard time listening. Finally when I heard it, but I thought the message sent from the last days was already old. Sometimes its good to have God as a translator when you thought you had figured it out and made a decision he still reminds you on the place you are standing when your thoughts have started traveling on their own.
Well, anyways I started my journey to spent some time in the presence of my Lord and savior. If you have come so far reading and you hear or feel an urge in your heart stop reading and spent time with him!
I had borrowed a book from a friend (Leota's Garden by Francine Rivers). It was a god given moment when I saw it in the shelf and as soon i read garden I knew I should read it even I already have four I started on and nit finished. ( a "sickness" I have developed lately that comes from not having time to listen of what to read- well sometimes at least)
I feel like sometimes its not easy to have intimacy. I think about my relationship to my heavenly daddy and to a couple that I am watching while I sit here. Its not that you had a fight going on, maybe like you have been living next to each other for days while you thought you had a dialog going on.
I have been spending time with HIM again. I realize it was short before drowning. I followed his advice to join a seminar "An Artist in Gods Kingdom". I thought he was crazy when I heard him saying that, just as he wouldn't know me and the language I am speaking. Well, I followed, grinning, what an adventure would he bring me on.
What did I learn on this 2-days journey. I guess i understood a little bit more about my heart. Like you start traveling and what you find behind a nice place is what you didn't know you had lost before starting traveling-an understanding of your own heart.
I feel I realize that my excitement for artists and my dreams are just an reflection of what I couldn't see for a long time. I am an artist! I color and change the pictures that I painted. I am trying to communicate with the colors I spent how we are made to experience our fathers love. It's an expression coming out of an overflow of him teaching me how to live.
One problem I feel we all share: We want to be understood and sometimes I wonder if this is where all our attention goes instead of starting to breath and be defined by our lover. Do you understand? ;-))
I feel like sometimes its not easy to have intimacy. I think about my relationship to my heavenly daddy and to a couple that I am watching while I sit here. Its not that you had a fight going on, maybe like you have been living next to each other for days while you thought you had a dialog going on.
I have been spending time with HIM again. I realize it was short before drowning. I followed his advice to join a seminar "An Artist in Gods Kingdom". I thought he was crazy when I heard him saying that, just as he wouldn't know me and the language I am speaking. Well, I followed, grinning, what an adventure would he bring me on.
What did I learn on this 2-days journey. I guess i understood a little bit more about my heart. Like you start traveling and what you find behind a nice place is what you didn't know you had lost before starting traveling-an understanding of your own heart.
I feel I realize that my excitement for artists and my dreams are just an reflection of what I couldn't see for a long time. I am an artist! I color and change the pictures that I painted. I am trying to communicate with the colors I spent how we are made to experience our fathers love. It's an expression coming out of an overflow of him teaching me how to live.
One problem I feel we all share: We want to be understood and sometimes I wonder if this is where all our attention goes instead of starting to breath and be defined by our lover. Do you understand? ;-))
